Rong Chen looked at her movement, slightly frowned.
They were silent one after another, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
After a few seconds, Rong Chen finally responded, reached out and touched the tip of his nose. He turned around uneasily and said, "I'll find you a band aid."
You are ashamed and angry, and dare not look at him.
Rong Chen in her knife like eyes, calmly handed her the band aid: "five enough?"
"Put Put it there. Turn around. " The tea gentleman made a few gestures.
Let Chen obediently do, pour is rare, also turned around.
He didn't realize it.
After all, I haven't heard of band aid
She just said that she was distressed. He only thought she wanted Xu Yuankai again, but she didn't mean that.
It wasn't until he pulled her out of the bathroom and she protected her chest that he understood.
You picked up the band aid and ran into the bedroom to protect the airport.
Then I looked in the mirror and felt that it was not dewy, so I was a little more comfortable.
But even if she was comfortable, she did not dare to go out to see Rong Chen again.
That scene is really embarrassing to think about
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collapsed on the bed, you looked at the familiar and some strange roof, and gradually calmed down.
Here is still the same, clean and meticulous.
It doesn't feel very cold.
She closed her eyes gently, her eyes slightly sour.
It's really much bigger than the Xu's.
There is no longer the feeling that even the air is turbid. Looking back on these two months in the Xu family, Jun felt like falling into a quagmire.
Dirty.
She couldn't help thinking that if she stayed there any longer, she would gradually become like them.
The whole body exudes the smell of rotten and dirty soul, which makes people nauseous.
You closed your eyes gently.
Good, the bed is so soft, it tastes so clean that you can have a good sleep.
Before she fell asleep, Rong Chen knocked on the door and opened the door softly.
You sat up with the quilt in your arms.
Rong Chen turned on the bedside lamp and handed her ginger soup: "yes."
Jun looked up at the things in the bowl, looked up to Rong Chen and whispered, "I don't like ginger."
"Do you like me?" Rong Chen asked.
Don't wait for you to reply again, then take a spoon spoon of ginger soup to her mouth, warm voice way: "obedient."
Dark night, warm orange halo, a small bedroom, a warm man, and a bowl of ginger soup with light heat.
Jun's eye socket did not come from the acid, tears only a moment forced on the eye socket.
How ridiculous she was. She broke up with her brother for the so-called ethereal love. She left Rongchen and plunged into the same place as the stinky ditch.
Rong Chen's concern, let her chagrin and shame, but also can't stop want to cry.
Jun took the spoon, poured the soup into the bowl, and then drank the bowl.
"Cough..."
Ginger soup into the stomach, the stomach immediately warm up.
It's not as bad as you think.
At the same time, Jun's tears suddenly fell down, sour and astringent.
Rong Chen looked at her and said nothing. Jun looked up at him with a small face. He explained in a soft voice: "it's Jiang Ginger It's too spicy. "
Rong Chen also did not stab her, touched her head, and said in a soft voice: "next time, it's not spicy."
"Do you have anything that's not spicy?" You asked.
Rong Chen thought for a moment: "then make Zishen Lily soup."