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"Jinjin has already gone to her room to rest, she is pregnant, and her hand is seriously injured."

Having said that, Zhao Meiyan looked down at her hand.

Leng Yanchi lowered her eyes and glanced at the gauze in her palm.

"It's bleeding, let Qin Yu change your medicine." Leng Yanchi lifted the quilt and got off the bed indifferently.

"It's okay, I can change it myself."

Zhao Miyan opened her wound scratched by glass.

There was a thumb-sized wound on the palm, and it wasn't very deep.

"I saw some clean gauze in the living room, I'll change it later, it's fine."

Zhao Meiyan showed her wounds on purpose, and then said in a considerate manner.

"Let Qin Yu change it for you, the gauze is already wet, don't let the wound get infected again."

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Meiyan stood up slowly and stood behind Leng Yanchi.

Looking past the man's stalwart back, he caught a glimpse of the room's decoration out of the corner of his eye.

From the first step of stepping into this villa today, she likes this luxurious big villa very much, and dreams of becoming the hostess of this villa.

"Young Master Leng, are you still feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital? Oh..."

Zhao Meiyan exclaimed deliberately.

Leng Yanchi was about to step out of the bedroom, but suddenly heard Zhao Meiyan's voice behind him was not right, so she turned around immediately.

Seeing her petite body shaking weakly, Leng Yanchi quickly reached out to hold her arm to prevent her from falling onto the big bed.

Zhao Meiyan just took advantage of the situation and rushed towards Leng Yanchi.

When her little face was pressed against his chest, her weak face evoked a smile.

When Zhao Meiyan fell into his arms, Leng Yanchi frowned subconsciously.

Looking at the soft and weak Meiyan always makes people feel a desire to protect.

But he doesn't like too much physical contact.

For example, now, Leng Yanchi's slender and straight body was as tight as a string, his brows were pressed down, and his face was tinged with a layer of coldness.

Tang Jinjin couldn't stand the hunger, so she wanted to tiptoe past them.

But when he was about to walk through the door of the bedroom, he saw Leng Yanchi and Zhao Meiyan hugging each other.

She took a look, and her footsteps seemed to be suddenly filled with lead, and she stood where she was.

Leng Yanchi caught a glimpse of Tang Jinjin's figure from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously moved.

Zhao Meiyan also caught a glimpse of Tang Jinjin's figure, when Leng Yanchi tried to push her away, her feet went limp, as if her whole body was hanging on Leng Yanchi's body.

"Our baby is a little uncomfortable, can you accompany us?"

Zhao Meiyan's words were as gentle as water, as if they were going to crisp people's bones.

Tang Jinjin's whole body trembled, she quickly retracted her gaze, and left.

Leng Yanchi looked at Tang Jinjin's hasty footsteps, and his face was inexplicably covered with a layer of frost.

He looked down at Zhao Meiyan, who was weak and boneless, and suppressed the chill in his heart, his thin lips lifted slightly, and his voice was almost cold: "Stand still, I have a fever that has not recovered, and I will infect you later."

After finishing speaking, support Zhao Meiyan to stand up.

When the seductive fragrance was away from the nose, Leng Yanchi's handsome face softened.

Zhao Meiyan felt that the man's clear and steady breath was going to her, and before she had time to miss it, she was supported to stand still.

But she didn't express her dissatisfaction, but she was obedient and caring: "Well, I know you are doing it for me and the child."

Zhao Meiyan smiled softly, and stretched out her hand to pin the hair behind her ear.

Gentle and graceful, understanding, without the slightest aggressiveness.

Leng Yanchi nodded: "Go downstairs and wait for me."

"Hmm...Okay." Zhao Meiyan left the room obediently.

As soon as she turned around, the smile on her delicate face faded away.

I heard that his mother and younger brother are both on a business trip. She must seize the opportunity to occupy a place in his heart these two days!
Zhao Meiyan walked out of the room and looked around the extremely luxurious villa.

She vowed to become the hostess of this house, but before doing so, she had to drive Tang Jinjin away!

Zhao Meiyan went downstairs, changed her weak appearance in front of Leng Yanchi just now, when she walked down the spiral staircase, she stood at a high place and looked down, subconsciously showing the haughty temperament in her bones.

She condescendingly glanced at Tang Jinjin who was holding a water glass, and a look of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

But soon, it was replaced by a gentle smile: "Good morning, Jinjin."

Tang Jinjin was drinking warm water when she heard this gentle and intimate name.

She subconsciously shook the hand holding the water glass.

The feeling of a gentle knife is oncoming.

She looked up at Zhao Miyan on the spiral staircase.

If she read it correctly, Zhao Meiyan, who was going down the stairs slowly, had that kind of contemptuous and haughty aura, so directly aimed at her.

Tang Jinjin stood where she was, with her petite figure standing upright, and politely replied, "Morning, Miss Zhao."

"Did you rest well yesterday? Thank you for taking care of Yan Chi. In the future, you can come to me for this kind of thing. You can take care of him all night. Don't say that your etiquette is not right. The father of the child in your belly will also mind that you spend time with other men." One room."

Zhao Meiyan looked at Tang Jinjin and smiled softly.

That kind of smile is gentle and peaceful, but those words are thorny.

It stabbed directly at Tang Jinjin's body.

Tang Jinjin took a sip of water and nodded slightly: "It's a pity you don't live at home, otherwise I'll let you take care of it."

After finishing speaking, Tang Jinjin smiled sweetly, not paying any attention to Zhao Meiyan's connotation just now.

But because of this sentence, Zhao Meiyan's expression on her gentle face was a little bit down.

She grabbed the hem of the clothes with the hand hanging by her side, and smiled softly again: "Yes, Yan Chi was worried about neglecting me, so he let me live in his alone villa."

"Oh, then why doesn't he go back to live, why does he live at home."

Tang Jinjin was a little puzzled, she was really puzzled.

Why Leng Yanchi seems to be living in the villa recently.

According to Leng Che, his brother has a residence outside and rarely lives at home.

Zhao Meiyan's originally flamboyant expression was really a little unbearable after being so excited.

When Zhao Meiyan heard footsteps coming down the stairs, she immediately smiled again and said.

"Jinjin means that because you are at home, Yan Chi stayed at home to take care of you?"

Tang Jinjin didn't expect this woman to be such a mess.

This is to give her a high hat!

Secretly set her up.

"I don't know about that, you should ask your Yan Chi."

Tang Jinjin thought about how Leng Yanchi took care of her last night, and when she saw Zhao Meiyan deliberately giving her power, she simply replied: "But brother Yanchi is really good at taking care of people, he is very gentle and careful, just like him It looks quite different.”

Tang Jinjin pretended to laugh coquettishly, and as soon as she finished laughing, she raised her eyes and saw the man coming down the spiral staircase.

The suit is straight, full of aristocratic temperament.

Tang Jinjin's smile stopped instantly, feeling embarrassed inside.

Didn't he hear it? !