Qiao Sisi's heart and liver trembled.
Ma!
Do the men from the Rong family look so foul?
Forget it if he looks so foul, it's sultry!
Then there will be a murder case.
Rong Jinghui took a breath.
He straightened his waist and allowed blood to continue to expand the map that was soaked on his waist clothes.
"Go to the drugstore and buy some medicine, I'll help you bandage it." Qiao Sisi suggested.
Rong Jinghui disagrees: "It's okay, the flow will naturally stop after a while."
If it weren't for knowing that this guy himself has no normal perception of this kind of thing, Qiao Sisi will inevitably feel distressed.
"Your blood will stop, mine will not." She gave him an angry glance, "Let go! I'm going to the drugstore if you don't go."
Rong Jinghui didn't mean to let go.
He changed his hand and held her intact hand.
"Let's go, I'll accompany you." After this, he walked ahead, dragging Joss forward.
The streets at night are a bit secluded.
Sometimes pedestrians pass by the roadside.
Qiao Sisi looked at Rong Jinghui from behind. He was dragging her with one hand and his trouser pocket with the other. The goose-yellow street lamp light spilled all over him, and he felt warm and quiet.
It's like...like they are an ordinary young couple.
When she came to the drugstore, Jossie quickly bought medicine and bandages.
The little girl who bought the medicine was obviously startled by the two **** people, and hurriedly asked them what happened.
Rong Jinghui smiled at the little sister unexpectedly: "We were fighting at home, and we broke up like this by accident."
The little girl blushed, thinking that this couple is really terrible, not to mention the intensity of the domestic violence, and even after the violence, they can smile and hold hands to buy medicine.
This is true love!
"Let's go, find a place to treat the wound." Joss suggested.
"Go to your house?" Rong Jinghui glanced.
Jossie pressed her little heart that was beating.
Tonight this man is too foul, making such an expression to her over and over again, is it challenging her willpower?
"Don't go to my house." Qiao Sisi swallowed, "My house...not very convenient..."
She has no home at all now.
The apartment Rong Xiaoda gave her was sold long ago.
Now she lives in the hotel every day.
Rong Jinghui's face immediately went cold, and his shiny eyes were instantly stained with gray.
"Yes, there are other men in your family, it's really not very convenient."
"There is no other man." Joss sighed and corrected him solemnly.
Rong Jinghui smiled, laughing quite mockingly, "That's right, I forgot, that old guy is now locked in the police station."
Joss held her forehead.
Forget it, don't explain or explain.
There is no need for explanation...
Rong Jinghui suddenly took a step towards her and approached her.
Qiao Sisi felt a breath of danger, and subconsciously wanted to retreat. When she retreated, she fell into his arm.
"Then we... go to the hotel?" He squinted and asked her.
Joss...
Don't you go to the hotel and go under the bridge hole?
However, this question came out of his mouth, why... so easy to make people want to be crooked!
Both of them had their cars parked at the bar, and it was not realistic to drive back.
So Qiao Sisi raised her hand and stopped a car.
"Go to Chaolu Hotel." She told the driver.
Chaolu Hotel was not close to where they were, and there was a congested section on the way.
Rong Jinghui still held Qiao Sisi's hand. After a while, he seemed to be a little tired. He turned his head and leaned his face on Qiao Sisi's shoulder.