Chapter 944： : Riding the Wind and Asking the Moon-Everything (29)

Zuo Yue walked in the direction of the kitchen, and because he had already descended the stairs, the cautious concentration just now became much lighter.

When passing by the sofa, she glanced at the cleaned up areas on the sofa. She probably remembered that she seemed to have forgotten the agreement with him before and never cleaned up the house. She remembered that the sofa should have been messy. Coming...

As she was thinking, she stumbled on the carpet next to the coffee table at her feet, and suddenly staggered forward, hitting the corner of the crystal coffee table with a bang, and she cursed under the pain, and at the same time raised it with a sigh. He raised his hand to his forehead.

Xu Chengfeng brought out a cup of sober tea at this moment, and instantly saw the scene where Zuo Yue hit the coffee table. The moment it came out was this scene, and it was too late to even want to stop it.

Zuo Yue clutched her head in pain and curled up next to the coffee table, humming, Xu Chengfeng knotted his eyebrows, strode over, put the glass in his hand on the coffee table, and reached out and pulled her hand on her forehead. Going down, while looking at her, a large area of ​​her forehead was red and swollen in an instant.

"Ah...his...Don't touch it, it hurts..." Feeling a warm hand touching her forehead, Zuo Yue quickly turned her face away with pain.

Xu Chengfeng looked at her coldly at the same time: "You still know it hurts? How old are you, don't you know how to look at your feet when you walk?"

"I drank too much..." Zuo Yue is now in a state of awake, even if it hurts, she still knows that when she is blamed, she will find a reason to excuse herself for this extremely stupid act.

"I drank too much this time. Last time I fell down the stairs, I also drank too much?" Xu Chengfeng said as he reached out through her armpits and directly hugged her up, and threw her onto the sofa. .

It's throw! Throwing her on the sofa, the moment she threw her on the sofa and then let go of her hand, she acted like a plague.

Zuo Yue squinted at him inexplicably, but because of the pain on his head, he didn't even bother to fight with him. He raised his hand to touch his forehead again. Before he touched his hand, he heard Xu Chengsheng's cold voice. : "Don't touch with your hands, put your hands down."

"..." Zuo Yue turned aggrieved to look at the source of the sound, and saw that he had gone to another room on the first floor at some point.

However, Xu Chengfeng only went in for a minute or so before he came out. When he came out, there was an extra medicine box in his hand. When he saw the medicine box, Zuo Yue suddenly looked at the medicine box in amazement. He then looked at the medicine box: "That’s mine. Medicine cabinet..."

Just last time, after she was robbed into the car, they finally put her in the medicine box left in the car when she left the bus station.

Xu Chengfeng glanced at her coldly: "Last time you stayed in the car, I forgot to throw it out, so I brought it back by the way."

With just such an explanation, Zuo Yue still looked at him in amazement: "You are afraid that this medicine chest will be spotted by someone else if your blood is stained on it, so you didn't throw it away..."

Xu Chengfeng was not upset because she accidentally broke the truth in this dazed space, but said coldly when she walked over: "You should be glad that your head didn't break. The few things in this medicine box are still good. Can be used."

Zuo Yue was taken aback, remembering that there were indeed some necessities commonly used in daily life in her medicine cabinet. Except for the hemostatic items that she needed most when helping him to stop bleeding in the car at that time, other things were still there. Quite complete.

As she was thinking, there was a slight cold on her forehead, and she made a painful "sizzle" and was about to avoid it, but Xu Chengfeng's shoulder was suddenly held down by Xu Chengfeng: "Sit firmly and don't move."

Zuo Yue endured the pain with a bit of drunkenness in her eyes, but she was basically sober now, so she raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, who was wiping her forehead with a cold towel in front of her.

"In the case of a bruise, there is medicine for reducing swelling in the medicine cabinet." Zuo Yue whispered.

Xu Chengfeng continued to wipe her forehead with a cold towel as if he hadn't heard it at all.

Zuo Yue curled his mouth because of his ungentle gesture, but did not say a word, just sat there quietly and motionless.

It wasn't until a moment later that her forehead was suddenly replaced with an ice pack, and she didn't understand why he had just wiped her with a cold towel.

It turned out to let her apply ice to physically reduce the swelling...

"I'll do it myself." Zuo Yue hurriedly raised his hand to take the ice pack.

Xu Chengfeng let go, turned his head and glanced at the cup of sober tea on the coffee table that would no longer be hot, picked it up and handed it to her mouth: "Drink it, sober up, it can decompose the alcohol concentration in your stomach, at least It can be guaranteed that the wine will not hurt you."

Hearing Xu Chengfeng's words, Zuo Yue looked up at him awkwardly.

Seeing that she didn't pick it up, Xu Chengfeng brought the glass of sobering tea closer to her. Zuo Yue quickly raised her hand to take it, but she put an ice pack on her forehead with one hand and a glass with a small mouth in the other. Sip the sober tea inside.

Was he just helping her sober up tea in the kitchen?

It turns out that Xu Chengfeng can take care of people as well...

Moreover, in addition to the attitude that is still so far away from people, but in fact, it is also considered meticulous, so it seems that if he throws away the mysterious and unknown identity behind him, he actually looks really and Ordinary people are no different, and they do seem to be trustworthy.

This is why my mother entrusted herself to him to take care of.

Zuo Yue quietly raised his eyes while sipping the warm sober tea in the cup, only to see that Xu Chengfeng was not wearing the usual casual shirt, but a set of very restrained ones that seemed to be worn on formal occasions. White shirt and black trousers.

Because of the style of the white shirt, there was an inexplicable sense of abstinence, which made Zuo Yue's heart jump slightly. When she recovered, she whispered: "Uncle, how are you? Brought me back? Look at your clothes. Are you supposed to be talking to someone important before? How could you..."

Seeing that this girl had a sense of hindsight, she was keenly observant of the upper-class dressing style. He knew this common sense thoroughly. His cool eyes fell on her face and his voice was soft: "Don't remember?"

Zuo Yue recalled it, but her mind was blank. The last memory was just drinking and she shook her head directly.

Xu Chengfeng said in a cold voice: "I will not restrict you from your age and peers participating in any gatherings or sororities, but Zuo Yue, if you still know how to love yourself, you must promise me a drink on that occasion. No, otherwise, it is difficult to guarantee that I will give you a ban, prohibiting you from participating in such activities in the future."