Qin Zheng walked up to Jian Xining and looked at her with burning eyes. Jian Xining felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him. She took a step back and asked, "What are you doing?"

Qin Zheng asked in a low voice: "Do you really think my leg will be...perfect if I don't limp?"

In his heart, the word 'perfect' carries a very important weight. He even feels that there are no perfect people in this world. However, Jian Xining said that he would be perfect when his legs were not lame. It has to be said that when he heard those two words, Hou, his heart suddenly trembled.

Jian Xining blinked her eyes. Good guy, he heard everything she just said. Not only did he hear it, but he was also excited by the word 'perfect'?

Does he understand what exaggeration is?

But since the boss cares so much about these two words, she naturally has to follow his wishes, otherwise she doesn't know how she will die in the future.

So she smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes."

Qin Zheng pursed her lips, paused, and then asked: "Then you said before that you could cure my leg, but is it true?"

Jian Xining: "..."

In fact, she is not completely sure. She just wanted to give it a try before, but now it seems that the boss is serious. If she cannot be cured, will her death be worse than that of the original owner?

She can't promise.

Looking at her expression, Qin Zheng was silent for a few seconds, feeling a little disappointed, and said in a mocking tone: "It turns out that I was just wishful thinking."

Seeing him like this, Jian Xi Ning felt her heart tighten. What did it mean that she felt inexplicably distressed?

Jian Xining could only tell herself in her heart that it is true that even a good-looking person's expression of loss can make people feel distressed.

She hurriedly said: "I can give it a try. I think it can be cured. Do you still have feeling in your legs?"

Qin Zheng nodded, "Yes, it will hurt."

"Will it hurt? Then I think it can definitely be cured."

"Then, let's give it a try after I finish moving." Qin Zheng was obviously not as excited as before, and her tone became extremely calm.

Jian Xining nodded, "Okay, okay."

Qin Zheng said nothing and continued to pull up the cart and move things to the old house.

Jian Xining also went with him. She thought that the book had been given to her, so she could help a little bit.

When they arrived at the old house, Qin Zheng slowly moved the large items onto the cart. Jian Xining saw that he was struggling to move and wanted to carry it with him, but he frowned and said, "Get out of the way."

From Jian Xining's point of view, he just found her annoying. She curled her lips and said, "Just get out of the way. I wanted to help you move, but a dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart."

"Heavy." Qin Zheng put down a cabinet before continuing: "I'm afraid it will hit you."

After that, he went in again.

Jian Xining was stunned on the spot. Wasn't he too annoyed with her, or was he afraid of hitting her?

Why do I suddenly feel that Boss Qin is so gentle and nice? He is almost like the hero of a novel.

But, he is not the hero, he is just the villain.

The author of the original work must have lost his mind and turned such a good man into a villain.

She stood aside obediently, not blocking his way, and occasionally helping him follow the direction.

I also went in and moved some small things.

Qin Zheng didn't stop her, but when his eyes fell on her, the corners of his lips curved into a smile that he didn't even notice.

The two divided the work and cooperated, and soon filled another cart, with Qin Zheng pulling in front and Jian Xining pushing behind.

She recalled the time when the two of them were assigned to clean the pig pen. When he was pulling pig manure, he was pulling in front and she was pushing from behind. It was quite harmonious.

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