Chapter 99

After lunch, nothing happened in the afternoon. Chu Jiang was ready to go back to the villa for a nap, so he told ye Qingcheng and drove back.

Because I didn't bring the key, I rang the doorbell.

Murong Yinjiao, who was taking a shower in the bathroom, shivered slightly. She remembered that the new moon had a rest in the afternoon. Did she forget to bring her key?

Murong Yin walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel and went downstairs. Because she had just finished taking a bath, the soles of her feet slipped.

With a sharp sound, Murong Yin slipped at his feet, and with a "ah" sound, the twin peaks went down to the ground.

Outside the door, Chu Jiang heard a bang, ah, professionally nervous. As soon as his wrist turned, the door automatically opened.

I saw a graceful jade body on the ground at the door.

Murong Yin pulled up the towel and sat up embarrassed. They just looked at me, and I stared at you in silence.

"Sister Yin, do you have a special hobby at some time?" Chu Jiang asked cautiously.

Murong Yin was ashamed and annoyed. After glancing at Chu Jiang, he remembered that he fell down before opening the door. He hurriedly asked, "how did you get in?"

"I heard a sound inside, and the door opened as soon as I pushed it. It turns out that you don't need to lock the door when you take a shower. Be careful of sex wolves." Chu Jiang could only hesitate to pass on the ground that the door was unlocked.

"You are the coyote!" Murong Yinhu glanced at Chu Jiang. The two peaks trembled and limped up the third floor to his room. His knees hurt and he burst into tears.

Her room is also her live studio.

Chu Jiang saw the water on the ground and immediately understood everything. It seemed that the girl came out wrapped in a bath towel to open the door for herself and accidentally slipped.

Chu Jiang smiled apologetically, turned around and went out again. Three minutes later, he had a bottle of disinfectant in his hand.

Du Du Du, Chu Jiang went upstairs and knocked on Murong Yin's door.

"Sister Yin, the scar on your knee will affect your dress in the future. Put the disinfectant at your door, and I went to take a nap." Chu Jiang then went back to his room on the second floor.

After a while, the door of Murong Yin's room opened. She poked her head out and looked at the disinfectant on the ground. Her heart was warm. This guy, he was a little conscience.

Benedict Benedict.

Chu Jiang was woken up by a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it turned out to be Han Xinyue.

"Why are you?" Chu Jiang thought it was Murong Yin who thanked him.

"Yin'er has a fever. Don't you know some medicine? Go up and have a look." Han Xinyue didn't have time to quarrel with Chu Jiang and couldn't stop saying.

"Just now it's fine..." Chu Jiang muttered and followed Han Xinyue up the third floor.

Chu Jiang flashed upstairs and entered Murong Yin's room. She was lying on the bed in a thin sleep, her face red, eyes closed, and sometimes whispered.

Chu Jiang felt his forehead hot, it should be more than 39 degrees.

"Come on, go and pack some ice." After Chu Jiang finished speaking, he went back to his room and got a silver needle.

"Do you want to call 120?" Han Xinyue took the ice and asked with concern.

"No, don't worry. Cover her forehead first and help her cool down physically." Chu Jiang calmly said that although his voice was not loud, there was an irresistible dignity. At this time, this dignity is the sense of security in women's mouth. Han Xinyue no longer questioned anything and obediently did it.

Han Xinyue covered Murong Yin's forehead with ice and watched Chu Jiang pick up a silver needle and insert it on Murong Yin's body, first at the knee, then between the thumb and index finger, and then at the side of the elbow joint.

Chu Jiang's familiar acupuncture movements aroused Han Xinyue's curiosity. It was unexpected that this man who usually looked out of tune should be so careful at this moment.

The man who is doing things seriously is full of infinite charm. That's right. Han Xinyue's impression of Chu Jiang has greatly improved since then.

"Come on, help her turn over. There is an acupuncture point on her back." Chu Jiang said.

"Won't you do it yourself?" Han Xinyue asked.

"Men and women do not give and receive." Chu Jiang smiled shyly and replied, "look, sister Yin wears so little, and..."

Chu Jiang looked at Murong Yin's red face when she had a fever, his slightly undulating chest, and accompanied by a low voice, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, "I'm moving her now, isn't it a suspicion of taking advantage?"

"You talk like an honest man." Han Xinyue is already doing it.

"Brother Jiang... Has always been very simple!" Chu Jiang touched his head and smiled.

Chu Jiang did acupuncture treatment on Dazhui point of Murong Yin for a while.

"Well, you help her up a little." Chu Jiang went out and poured a bowl of warm water.

Of course, Han Xinyue did. Looking at Chu Jiang's water coming in, did he want to feed her water?

"Sister Yin, open your mouth and let's drink a bowl of water." Chu Jiang scooped a cup of water with a spoon and gently placed it on Murong Yin's lips.

"I... come on." Han Xinyue said.

"No, I have experience." Chu Jiang is really experienced. He finished feeding a bowl of water in a short time.

Han Xinyue's heart was warm. Although Chu Jiang fed Murong Yin, it was warm in Han Xinyue's heart. For the first time, she found that this guy was not only very careful, but also so gentle and considerate.

In other words, men have two killer maces, the first is domineering, the second is gentle.

Especially gentleness, the gentleness of men is more destructive than that of women!

Suddenly, Han Xinyue had a strange feeling. How she wished it was herself lying in bed at the moment.

If he were himself, would he still be so attentive?

"You look good. Watch her. I'll go out and buy some traditional Chinese medicine and come back to boil it. About half an hour later, her fever will definitely go back. Don't worry!"

"Well"

Han Xinyue nodded gently, looking at Chu Jiang's back, a little distracted.

Murong vaguely felt that someone covered himself with ice. Vaguely, he felt that someone was giving himself acupuncture treatment, vaguely felt that someone was giving himself water.

She thought she should go to the hospital, and the two people around her should be nurses and doctors.

Twenty minutes later, Murong Yin broke out in a sweat and gradually woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in his room. Sitting next to her was his best friend Han Xinyue.

"New moon..."

"Yin'er, it's great that you wake up!"

"Who was it just now..."

"It's Chu Jiang. He... Is really good. He can acupuncture!"

"Oh, that what, thank you for feeding me water."

"In fact... It's Chu Jiang who helps you feed water!"

"Ah!"

Murong Yin really can't believe her ears. If Chu Jiang can do acupuncture, she can understand and believe it. After all, Chu Jiang is a master of Kung Fu.

But when she heard that it was Chu Jiang who fed her water, the female anchor's heart was almost touched.

Yes, women are so strange. If you give her acupuncture or save her life, she will be moved, but she won't be so moved; But just feed her a bowl of water, simply feed her a bowl of water, and she was so moved.

"What about him?" Murong yinxiu blushed again and asked in a low voice, as thin as a mosquito. It seems that he is her person.

Han Xinyue is not used to hearing Murong Yin speak so gently for the first time.