Now in retrospect, I still think my nose is sour.

Most of it is the kind of despair that a person has been lonely for a long time and finally finds a trace of warmth that makes her greedy and suddenly disappears.

Zheng Yan blinks, remembers what Mo Yongheng just said, and shakes her head.

"It's no use. If I could solve the problem by beating him, I would have crippled him."

“……”

This time, change ink eternal stupefied.

Meifeng picked her up slightly. It seemed that he was asking her with his eyes. Did he really beat Zheng hao?

"Hey, what do you mean by that look? I hit him with my handbag just now, don't you see? " When Zheng Yan said that, she turned around and took a look. Her handbag fell to the ground and didn't pick it up.

The white handbag has been stained with grey. It is estimated that it has been scrapped.

She said, "well, the body is still there. If Zheng Hao's son-in-law provokes me again, I might consider changing into a full metal handbag and smashing his head directly!"

Mo Yongheng: "..."

Mo Yongheng looks at her bright eyes and says with flying eyebrows. Even if she can see it, she is using a smile to cover up her inner bitterness, but she has not been exposed.

Hearing that she said she was ok, let him go first, ink eternal black eyes flashed, step forward, hold her horizontally.

"Ah!"

Zheng Yanjing reaches for his shoulder and stares at him.

"Your ankles are swollen, and you insist that you are OK, when I am blind?" Ink eternal words fall, did not give Zheng Yan the opportunity to refuse, firmly holding her into the Zheng villa.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw the wolf crying and the ghost howling in the living room, and Zheng Hao, who was asking the housekeeper to give him medicine.

Seeing Mo Yongheng coming in, he jumped up from the sofa.

Reaching for a pillow, he hid behind the sofa and stared at him warily.

Mo Yongheng ignores Zheng Hao, who has a blue nose and a swollen face. He has studied medicine. When he starts beating people, he naturally knows where to hit the most painful.

Zheng Hao's nose was not broken. He was merciful.

What is a blue nose and a swollen face?

Let him hold this face, look at the mirror every day, we will know what the end of the mouth cheap!

Mo Yongheng ignores Zheng Hao, who is shivering behind the sofa. He puts Zheng Yan on the sofa and raises her ankle on the tea table.

The Butler turned to take the medicine box to him and asked the butler to prepare the ice bag.

"In fact, it's OK. I just twisted it. I'll wipe some medicine to relieve swelling. I'll have a sleep." Zheng Yan looks up and sees Zheng Hao, who is like a puppy, shrinking behind the sofa and dare not come out. She hesitates for a moment and says.

Anxious to put the foot down, Mo never let go, let her sit quietly.

He took the ice bag from the housekeeper and put it on her swollen ankle.

"Hiss --"

Zheng Yan, who just said she was ok, took a breath in pain.

Zheng Hao saw that Zheng Yan's feet were really swollen. He was afraid that Mo Yongheng would be angry with him again. He quickly sneaked upstairs when he didn't pay attention.

In the living room, only Zheng Yan and Mo Yongheng are left.

And the housekeeper who was far away.

Zheng family can't compare with Mohist family, but the decoration in the living room is very exquisite. It can be seen that Mr. Zheng's taste is good.

Zheng Yan should have followed her father. She is generous and delicate, not a lack of heart.

Seeing that Mo Yongheng intentionally accompanies her to come in, in case Zheng Hao conflicts with her again, she purses her lips and says.

"Thank you."