Chapter 149

Being held by the girls around him, Yang Qiu felt the faint body fragrance and the soft feeling on the girl. Yang Qiu couldn't help but sigh.

To tell the truth, he feels very good about Qingning.

This feeling is not that kind of like or other color feeling, but a special insipid good feeling.

Qingning is still wearing the airline stewardess uniform. Although her feet are not high-heeled shoes, they are several centimeters higher than flat shoes. In addition, she is already very tall. When holding Yang Qiu, they just face to face.

She carefully held Yang Qiu, opened the door and turned on the light. Yang Qiu followed her Miaoman's body and walked into the residence.

Different from the Yang family and the Lin family, the mansion is decorated very retro from the outside, but inside it is a modern decorative style and very elegant. Compared with the one Liu Yunxu gave to the Yang family, it is not as luxurious as there, but it has a touch of elegance.

Holding Yang Qiu to sit down on the sofa, Qingning is sweating slightly on the tip of her nose.

"You... Sit down first. I'll make tea for you. I seldom come here. I'm really sorry. There's nothing to eat at home."

After Qingning blushed, she went into the kitchen and began to boil water. Then she went upstairs and changed her clothes. Then she came down again. The water had boiled. She came to the living room with a kettle and began to make tea for Yang Qiu.

She changed her home clothes and hid her beautiful body in her generous home clothes. Qingning seemed to be much more relaxed. Yang Qiu couldn't help laughing at her focus.

The curved eyebrows, Liu Yue's beautiful eyes, coupled with the delicate and straight bridge of the nose, the ruddy and lovely little mouth, her appearance and figure even catch up with Du Qingyu, and her bearing is different from Du Qingyu's coolness, Lin Bing's enthusiasm and Xia Yu's cleverness.

Yang Qiu said to Qingning with a smile:

"Qingning, are you really from Beijing?"

Qingning raises her head and laughs:

"Yes, what's the matter? Isn't it? "

"I don't want to see how you have the tenderness of our Jiangnan women, which is different from the northerners."

Qingning blushed and whispered:

"My mother is from Jiangnan."

Yang Qiu laughed:

"No wonder you are so beautiful."

Then he regretted it. This sentence, said to a girl just met, is really a little frivolous. Qingning's face is red again, but she can't help smiling, glances at Yang Qiu, looks at Yang Qiu curiously and says:

"What's the matter with you? Why is your face so white? Why don't we go to the hospital? There are some drugs at home, but I don't know if they can treat your symptoms. "

Yang Qiu smiled and said:

"I don't have any big problems. I've dealt with some ordinary injuries myself. I'll almost get better after a few days of rest. I just don't want my family to worry. It was like finding a place to rest for a few days, but I didn't expect to disturb you."

Qingning hurriedly said:

"You're welcome. It's nothing. I'm just curious. You... Drink tea first. I'll prepare. Your chest is bleeding. It must be a very serious injury. Let me see first. If it's serious, you have to go to the hospital. You're afraid that your family will know. I...!"

Qingning's voice is a little shy, but there is some blame in her eyes:

"I'll accompany you. Anyway, I don't have to fly these days."

Yang Qiu thought for a while and thought she was right. In fact, he didn't go home because he was afraid of three girls. On the other hand, he was afraid of leaking information.

That's the most important thing.

If you are seriously injured and are known by your opponent, the people of the law school will come to the door recklessly. At that time, the problem will be serious.

Since choosing to fly, Yang Qiu is actually planning.

According to the habitual thinking of monks, how can great masters play by plane? Therefore, no matter what happens to the law school at this time, they can't wait to destroy themselves. However, they can't determine their whereabouts or whether they are injured. Plus zero one game is on one side, the law school won't move if they don't understand the details.

If he couldn't get on the plane, he wouldn't even contact Zhu Ruilin.

As for a beautiful stewardess involved now, it seems that he has to trouble each other.

Pretending to think for a while, Yang Qiu smiled and said to Qingning:

"Well, then I'll have to trouble you“

Qingning flashed a happy look in her eyes, then looked at Yang Qiu shyly and nodded slightly:

"I'll prepare something for disinfection. You... I don't have men's clothes, so I can only...!"

Said here, Qingning's face turned red again.

Although she was born noble and knew Zhu Ruilin and others since childhood, she never gave her clothes to a man.

Yang Qiu doesn't dare to do any magic tricks in front of her. It's better not to play the trick of changing a suit of clothes with empty hands.

"It doesn't matter. You go."

Since Yang Qiu decided to trouble others, he got up impolitely. He slowly took a sip from his tea cup and nodded:

"Good tea, really good tea. I've never had such good tea."

This sentence is true, but it has a different meaning in Qingning's ears.

"Where... Well, I can't make tea, but the tea belongs to Grandpa."

Yang Qiu put down the teacup, thought for a moment and said:

"Is there a suture for the wound?"

As soon as Qingning's face changed, she said anxiously:

"It's really not. Do you need to sew up your wound? You wait first and I'll be right down. "

Then she turned and walked quickly upstairs. A few minutes later, she came down with a large medicine box in one hand and some clothes in the other.

Yang Qiu hurriedly sat in the back and said with some embarrassment:

"I took it off?"

Qingning's face flashed a bright red and hurriedly whispered:

"Wait, you first... Why don't you go up... And lie in bed?"

When it came to the last few words, the girl's face was red and her voice could hardly be heard.

Yang Qiu smiled, sat down next to the sofa, and then stretched out her hand to open the zipper of her sportswear. The gray short sleeves inside were already black.

The blood penetrated the whole chest.

The blush on Qingning's face turned white in an instant. She covered her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound at all.

Yang Qiu's injury is really frightening. You can only see from the blood on his short sleeves how serious he was.

"No, I'll call an ambulance right away and go to the hospital!!"

Yang Qiu took her trembling hand, and her tone was a little gloomy:

"Please, I'm injured now and can't be known. You... Help me disinfect and sew."

After that, he suddenly felt soft and fainted.