Chapter 1522

It's not Chou Chou's idea to block the news, but Cao Zhen thinks that Ji cenfei's suicide is better not to be extraneous for the time being. First, he kills himself because he doesn't want people to know that he killed Lin chutong and Xi Mingcheng. Second, he has checked the OK club, and it's still unknown whether the club is aware of it. Therefore, it's only beneficial to conceal it as much as possible.

Besides these two points, she also has her own selfishness.

"Don't think about it. Get some sleep!" He bent down and put his forehead on hers. "Well... It's completely gone."

He raised his hand and stroked the dark circles under his eyes. "Didn't you sleep last night?"

She passed out last night. He must have been taking care of her all night.

"It doesn't matter if you didn't sleep all night. It's you. Is there anything wrong?" Like Jing SA, he was worried that the explosion would affect her psychology.

She shook her head and patted her side. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine. Go to bed for a while." She's got enough sleep and she's full of spirit.

"Since you're such a gracious invitation, I'll try my best to sleep with you for a while." He straightened up, just about to go to bed, but because he pulled the abdominal muscle, he covered it with his hand and hummed, "pain!"

"Does it hurt?" He sat up nervously and said, "where do you hurt? Is your waist here?" She lifted up his sweater and looked at his waist and abdomen. The eye-catching bandage was printed into her eyes. "What's the matter with you?"

"What else?" He lay in bed with a smelly face, "domestic violence!"

Domestic violence!?

So... She did it?

She blinked and recalled that she wanted to rush into the fire to find Ji cenfei after the explosion last night. At that time, Kangxi did not allow her to go, so she struggled all the time

Er... She was sweating. She was a little emotional at that time. She really moved her hand.

Kangxi with the palm of the cheek, funny looking at her, "remember?"

She apologetically stroked the place where he put the ointment. "I'm sorry!"

"Hum, what's the use of saying I'm sorry? I've lost half my life with such a heavy hand."

"It's not that serious!" Even though she was very excited at that time, she knew who he was, and her fists were reserved.

"It's not serious. It's all green." He opened the paste and pointed to the black and blue area. "You see, the congestion hasn't dispersed until now."

In fact, Wu Qing is not too big, but his skin is smoother and smoother than that of a woman, and there is no flaw at all. Suddenly, there is a mass of Wu Qing, which is really shocking.

Pang Pang was distressed. He rubbed his hands and kneaded them for him. "Chen Ma has red oil, haven't you kneaded it, or boiled eggs..."

"Do you know it hurts now?"

"Seriously, if I ask you, have you ever been treated with medicine oil! The blood stasis will not get better until it is dispersed. "

"I don't have that American time." Last night, I did my best to take care of her. I didn't have any leisure to stir up my own wounds. I just pasted a plaster and it was over.

"Wait a minute. I remember a bottle of oil in the drawer." Fufu got up and was about to take it. He was hugged by Kangxi and said, "I don't like the taste of medicinal oil. Just rub it."

"How to knead without medicine oil?"

He pressed her under the body, "you kiss, rub, keep the medicine until you get sick."

"I like to be unruly at the critical moment!"

"I'm very serious. You don't care for me at all. I've been tired all night. What's a kiss?" He liked her kiss better than medicine oil.