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"fool--"

Lu Ling hugged Xia Jiaoyang back, protecting her in his broad chest, his usual cold voice carried a smile from his heart.

"I'm fine, as long as you're well, don't cry, huh? You won't be pretty if you cry any more, and no one likes you anymore..."

After beating Su Qianchen to death, Su Qianchen couldn't believe that Lu Ling would be so gentle. He looked at the hairy girl who was squatting beside the bed and hugging the girl with tears and snot all over her face like a treasure. Xiao, I really want to spoil the atmosphere by asking: What about your|he|mom's 20-year-old cleanliness?Don't you never hug women?

Su Qianchen looked at the cotton swabs and gauze in his hand, thinking sadly, now, they are redundant with him, right?

Su Qianchen looked at the two people who were embracing each other in the mess, sighed, and turned to take the exam.

Lu Ling's neck was already wet, Xia Jiaoyang cried more and more fiercely, and when she finally stopped, the shirt on Lu Ling's shoulder was wet.

"Stop crying, huh? Our Xia Xia is the most obedient, stop crying, okay?"

Lu Ling was still coaxing gently, Xia Jiaoyang leaned on Lu Ling's shoulder, sobbing like a child.

"I'm sorry, I don't know, I don't know, I will hurt you, you."

Although Xia Jiaoyang couldn't remember what happened after she got out of the Lu family last night, but now looking at Lu Ling's injuries, she also knew that she did it by herself. Xia Jiaoyang felt very guilty for making Lu Ling dripping with blood.

"It's ok,"

Lu Ling wrapped his arms around Xia Jiaoyang's shoulders, and stroked her arms reassuringly, "Let's go wash up, shall we? You're so ugly right now."

"Okay, okay—" Xia Jiaoyang gasped and said.

Lu Ling pulled Xia Jiaoyang out of his arms, hugged him horizontally and walked to the bathroom.

Although Xia Jiaoyang still had a fever, she felt that this was inappropriate. She lowered her eyes and huddled in Lu Ling's arms, and whispered, "Let me down, I can walk by myself."

Of course, Lu Ling knew what Xia Jiaoyang was worried about, a trace of displeasure flashed in his cold eyes, and then he let Xia Jiaoyang down.

"what--"

Xia Jiaoyang couldn't use any strength on his feet, and he knelt down as soon as he touched the ground. Lu Ling quickly grabbed her and stood next to him.

"Do you still want to be brave?" Lu Ling looked at Xia Jiaoyang's hair and asked coldly.

Xia Jiaoyang raised his head and smiled embarrassedly. Lu Ling glanced at the sick little face angrily, gave a cold 'hum', and carried Xia Jiaoyang back to the bathroom.

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The decoration of the bathroom is the same as that of the outer room, except for the white bathtub, cleansing basin and other appliances and metal switches, everything else is all black.

Black walls, black floors, black mouthwash cups, black towels, black aftershave...

Xia Jiaoyang looked around the bathroom with drowsy eyes, but couldn't find anything about women. There was only one mouthwash cup and toothbrush, as well as towels.

Where's Lu Ling's girlfriend?Don't live here?

In the end, Xia Jiaoyang had no choice but to wash his face with Lu Ling's black towel.

When Xia Jiaoyang came out of the bathroom, he saw Lu Ling was sitting on the sofa treating the wound, he was not used to doing it backwards, and the cotton swab just below his arm couldn't reach it.

"I come."

Xia Jiaoyang walked over in two or three steps, and took the cotton swab from Lu Ling's hand.

"Need not--"

Lu Ling pressed Xia Jiaoyang's hand to get the disinfectant, the skin under the palm was sickly hot, Lu Ling's eyes flashed, and he withdrew his hand lightly.

"You are still sick, obediently go to bed and lie down, and the servant will bring you medicine later."