When Bentley drove into Lishan mansion in Xinglin Bay, Xu Qiao thought that her indissoluble bond with Xinglin Bay might really be an autobiography. Look, not only her career line starts here, but also her emotional line


    Bah, who''s going to get emotional.


    When the car enters the garage, the light is dim. Xu Qiao glances at Cheng Lang, who is closing his eyes, as if he doesn''t care whether she exists or not.


    Did he really think that she didn''t know it was a bitter plan?


    At the beginning of the hospital, she was suddenly confused because of the incident. She was led by his nose for a while, but when she gave him "Huhu", she came back to herself.


    Later ones, including those who got in this car, just thought "he''s happy".


    After all, Cheng Lang doesn''t need to sell miserably. She also thinks he is very miserably.


    Although it didn''t matter in the end from the result, he didn''t know that he would get out of danger when he endured that.


    There were three other people in the craft room at that time. Only he rushed up to protect her without even thinking about it. She The heart of the fairy is also long!


    That''s a trick. It''s a big deal.


    However, when I took the elevator from the underground garage to go upstairs, I found that there was no one in the top, bottom, inside and outside of the three big luxury house of Xu''s villa. Xu Qiao still scolded Cheng Lang in her heart.


    Why bother to support the servants? She planned to accompany him to dinner without his help. Did not he make them starve to death?


    Xu Qiao struggled for ten seconds, thinking whether to expose him and let him call people back quickly. She is so hungry.


    At the eleventh second, I thought it was over.


    Today''s "benefactor" is the biggest, so don''t let her down and be a silly girl.


    "Aunt is not here?" Her face collapsed. "What can I do? I can''t cook."


    Cheng Lang turned his eyes to the distance: "the meal seems to be ready."


    Xu Qiao followed his eyes and looked at the open kitchen in front of the French window.


    The golden wall lanterns cover the covered dishes on the dining table, and the electric cooker on the island is steaming quietly, which looks very homely.


    It''s she who underestimates Cheng Lang''s comprehensiveness. He sold miserably to sell miserably. He couldn''t starve her.


    Xu Qiao suddenly realized, "Oh," and then he took the initiative to ask: "but there is no one to take care of you. How can you eat if you are inconvenient?"


    "Use your left hand." Cheng Lang goes to the kitchen table and washes his left hand first. Then he draws two wet tissues and wipes his right hand to avoid the wound. When he plans to hold a bowl of rice, he hears a sigh behind him.


    "Oh, I''ll come, I''ll come!" Xu Qiao couldn''t watch the opera any more. She went up to wash her hands, reached the top shelf, took down two bowls, and after the meal, pointed to one of the bowls and said, "this is my service fee?"


    Cheng Lang chuckles and suddenly raises his hand. When he wants to touch her head, he suddenly stops.


    He kept the posture as if he was going to rub her hair. He didn''t seem to think how he unconsciously touched her in a non emergency situation.


    Xu Qiao left a bowl of rice, right a bowl of rice to follow the static in place, surprised to aim at the top of the oblique, heart plop up and down.


    Before he rubbed it down, she swallowed nervously and glared at him: "why, are you sucking my tianlinggai skill?"


    “……” Cheng Lang''s hand continued to lift up, as if her head was just the scenery he was passing by. After reaching the bowl rack, he took down the third bowl, shook it and said, "I was thinking, is one bowl enough for you?"


    "You only eat one bowl. Am I a pig?" Xu Qiao scolded him and quickly walked to the dining table to set up dishes and chopsticks.


    Cheng Lang Pai began with a smile: "eat more, a total of two hands, if you faint a few times, I can''t waste it."


    Xu Qiao felt a little guilty and nodded: "Oh, I won''t have enough to eat and go into the craft room in the future."


    Cheng Lang wants to rub her hair and praise her.


    He restrained himself, went to the table and sat down. He picked up his chopsticks with his left hand and tried to pick up the dishes.


    Xu Qiao looked at him in disgust.


    Stop pretending, OK!


    She took away his chopsticks and put the spoon into his hand: "spoon it and eat it. Tell me what you want. I''ll put it in the bowl for you."


    Cheng Lang smiles: "whatever you want."


    In accordance with the doctor''s instructions, Xu Qiao picked out vegetables containing zinc and protein that were helpful to wound healing. He used his chopsticks to hold a bundle of shredded carrots, some mushrooms and lean meat, which were piled on the rice in his bowl.


    Because it was not convenient for him to use the spoon to clamp too much at one time, she ate some by herself, clamped some for him, and exchanged chopsticks back and forth.


    When he finished eating half a bowl of rice and made room in the bowl, she began to clip quail eggs.


    Cheng Lang just swallowed a mouthful of rice, suddenly heard her "ah" A: "want to drop..."


    Before the word "Le" was finished, Cheng Lang had come to her chopsticks very quickly and caught the egg with his mouth.Xu Qiao looked at the tip of the chopsticks in his mouth and was about to praise his quick reaction. Suddenly, she suddenly stopped and looked down at the empty chopsticks rack on her side and the intact chopsticks on his side.


    "Am I..." Xu Qiao blinked slowly, said half closed his mouth, a pull back chopsticks.


    Cheng Lang chewed the quail eggs slowly. After swallowing them, he said calmly, "I took the wrong chopsticks."


    Xu Qiao awkwardly bowed her head and cleared her throat: "yes, it is What? Well, I''m not sick. You can eat it at ease. "


    “……” What is she talking about.


    Cheng Lang nodded: "I''m quite at ease."


    Xu Qiao looked at the chopsticks that Cheng Lang had bitten. She covered her mouth and coughed softly. She got up and said, "I''ll get a new pair of them..."


    "I trust you, but you don''t trust me?"


    “……”


    Is this a matter of rest assured? Don''t worry, can you taste his saliva as if nothing happened?


    Xu Qiao glared at him angrily.


    Cheng Lang laughed, raised his hand and said, "you''re joking. Go and get it."


    -


    Xu Qiaosheng finished the meal lovelessly.


    In fact, it was just a small episode. The Qing Dynasty had been dead for many years, so they shared chopsticks. It was not a matter of life or death. However, Cheng Lang was so sick that he was angry. He had half a meal left and said that he wanted to eat quail eggs. He said that he had not found the delicacy of the food before, so he missed a lot of it. Finally, he ate ten whole quail eggs.


    When he said he wanted to, Xu Qiao almost yelled, "quails don''t want to reproduce. Have you ever thought about quail''s feelings when you eat quail eggs like this?" but she still put it down and told herself to follow him today.


    Cheng Lang was amused to see her small gasbag like appearance. After eating, he took the fruit that his aunt had washed in advance and put it on the tea table with one hand, picked up a grape and handed it to her: "reciprocity?"


    She fed him quail eggs and he fed them with grapes?


    She''s having trouble with oval things tonight, isn''t she?


    "Who''s going with you?" Xu Qiao turned her head.


    Cheng Lang''s grape followed again: "eat one."


    Do you have to have fun with her?


    Xu Qiao gouged him and bit him hard. As a result, there was a "hum" and a "hiss" in the room.


    Xu Qiao bit the grape and said vaguely: "I didn''t mean to..." It''s just a little uncomfortable. He''s pushing, but she doesn''t want to bite him.


    Cheng Lang took back the fingers that were knocked by her teeth and looked down: "it doesn''t matter, I''m not sick, you can rest assured to bite."


    “……”


    She chewed down the grapes and the belt meat, staring at him and wrinkling his nose.


    As a result of this stare, I found that his face seemed to be white with abnormal red.


    She stopped making noise and came close to her: "are you on fire?" Then he touched his forehead with his back.


    Before Cheng Lang could feel uncomfortable, she moved her hand and touched her forehead again: "it seems that it''s hotter than me."


    Xu Qiao asked him to sit still. According to his directions, he dug out the medicine box from the cabinet in the living room, picked up the ear temperature gun and took his temperature. It was just 38 degrees centigrade.


    "What about that?" Xu Qiao looked at the sky outside the window with a sad face. It''s almost nine o''clock now. It''s cold outside in winter. It''s strange to go to the hospital for emergency when she has a fever. "Go to the hospital again?"


    "No," Cheng Lang didn''t expect that his mouth was bright, but it''s not wise to go to the hospital now. He''s not afraid of tossing himself, and he''s also afraid of tossing Xu Qiao, "just take some medicine to reduce fever."


    "No, what if it''s an infection?" Xu Qiao pulled his arm, "you went to the hospital with me!"


    "No, according to the amount of blood lost today, fever is normal."


    Xu Qiao was angry: "I don''t care. It''s not normal. The doctor said it! Are you going with me? "


    Cheng Lang had a headache and sighed: "I''ll ask Dr. Song to come here. Is that ok?"


    When she didn''t know who his personal doctor was before, Xu Qiao might not be at ease with the simple examination of door-to-door service, but now she has no such worry.


    She believed in Song Mian''s medical skills very much.


    She nodded, "that''s OK."


    -


    when song Mian arrived at the Lishan residence, he saw that the person who opened the door was Xu Qiao. He was a little stunned and soon recovered. He said to her, "Miss Xu."


    Xu Qiao also by his this deliberately avoid suspicion of address Leng Leng Leng, haven''t opened his mouth, first hear the body behind the sound of footsteps.


    She looked back and said, "I told you to lie down on the sofa. What are you doing here?"


    Cheng Lang didn''t answer. He just gave song Mian a faint smile: "Dr. Song, please run this trip in the evening."


    Song Mian shook his head to indicate that it was OK to change his shoes and enter the door. His eyes fell on his right hand and frowned: "what''s the matter? It''s like this. "


    Cheng Lang explained the process of "hero saving beauty".


    Xu Qiao touched her nose awkwardly.It''s better to say directly what kind of cut it is. It''s so detailed that it''s like a romantic novel! Do people like to hear you beep so much?


    Song Mian nodded and took his temperature again. Seeing that it was 38 degrees, he asked, "when you called me, what was the temperature?"


    "I don''t remember," Cheng Lang looked at Xu Qiao. "How much did you measure?"


    Xu Qiao a Leng, he is goldfish? Only seven seconds memory?


    "Thirty eight degrees." She replied inexplicably.


    Song Mian nodded, put on the rubber gloves, opened the medical flashlight to check his right palm, and said: "it''s just wrapped up in the evening. Now it''s easy to stretch the edge of the knife. There''s no redness and swelling on the edge. It''s not like signs of infection, and the heat doesn''t continue to rise. Fever should be a normal phenomenon caused by blood loss and pain. You can take the antipyretic paste to reduce the temperature for the time being instead of taking medicine."


    Cheng Lang looks at Xu Qiao: "do you hear me? You have to let people come in the evening. "


    Xu Qiao blinked: "how can I blame this? There''s always a chance. "


    "You are too careful."


    Xu Qiao receives Cheng Lang''s doting eyes of "I really can''t do it with you", and returns to her taste from her ignorance.


    Since Song Mian came in, the man''s mouth has become very active, and his words clearly show that he is especially intimate with her. Is Cheng Lang deliberately showing his sovereignty?


    Hey, boy!


    What did song Mian do wrong to eat your fake dog food?


    Song Mian looks at them and smiles at Cheng Lang: "it''s a good thing to be careful. It''s no trouble for me to come here with your special bus. I will follow up your next nursing work. You should have an early rest tonight. When you take a bath, you should not catch cold, and you should not let the water get wet with gauze. If your temperature exceeds 38 degrees five at night, you should take a fever reducing medicine. "


    "It''s hard to judge your temperature when you''re asleep." Cheng Lang said.


    Song Mian was slightly stunned, subconsciously looked at Xu Qiao, then turned his head to him: "no one will take care of you tonight?"


    Xu Qiao shrinks to the side.


    Not enough food to sleep with? How can we get the ducks on the shelves?


    Cheng Lang looks at Xu Qiao intentionally or unintentionally: "I''m not sure yet. It''s OK. I''ll solve it myself."


    Song Mian picked up the medicine box and got up: "in that case, I''ll go first."


    Xu Qiao in situ silent silent, suddenly stood up to catch up: "I send doctor song."


    Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows.


    Before Cheng Lang stops her, Xu Qiao goes out quickly and shouts song Mian out of the gate.


    Song Mian stopped: "what''s the matter?"


    Xu Qiao closed her mouth to his ear and said in a low voice, "does he really need someone to watch at night? Don''t help him bluff me


    "It''s not to bluff you," Song Mian said in a low voice. "Basically, it won''t be a big problem, but it''s better for someone to look at it. There''s no need to keep vigil so troublesome. Just take his temperature every three to four hours. But generally speaking, if he has a high fever, he will wake up


    Xu Qiao shriveled: "it sounds a bit miserable to wake up by burning yourself..."


    Song Mian smiles and raises her eyes to catch a glimpse of Cheng Lang standing in the hallway looking at them, reminding her: "go back quickly. His resistance is declining now. Don''t let him catch cold."


    Xu Qiao looked back and saw Cheng Lang standing at the place where he was meeting the wind. With a sigh, she waved to song Mian and trotted back to close the door.


    I don''t know if it''s because of the wind. Cheng Lang''s face looks a little pale.


    And his expression, it seems, is not too comfortable.


    "I don''t run. What are you doing with me?" Xu Qiao drove him into the house.


    "No running?" Cheng Lang looks at her.


    "No, I''ll stay and take care of you tonight, won''t I?"


    Cheng Lang didn''t answer, but she urged him to go inside again: "OK, don''t talk nonsense, your face is white. I told you to have a rest early, didn''t you hear me? Hurry to take a bath. "


    "And you?" Cheng Lang takes a look at her.


    "I I''m a night watchman. I''ll take a bath if I don''t sleep! " Xu Qiao was dazzled by his ambiguous look.


    "If you want to sleep, you really have to stay up all night. How can you catch up with the design draft in the daytime tomorrow? And your clothes are stained with bacteria and blood in the hospital. How can you change them? "


    "Then I don''t have any clothes to change with you..."


    "Not without it."


    "I don''t wear yours!" She said firmly, covering her skirt.


    "It''s not mine. I have women''s clothes here."


    Xu Qiao blinked: "how can you have..."


    Cheng Lang raised his chin, which means the opposite direction to the kitchen: "there are women''s clothes in the cloakroom at the end of the corridor. You choose them yourself. I''ll go upstairs and take a bath first."


    With that, he went to the elevator, leaving Xu Qiao alone.


    God damn, did Shen Dang cheat her?


    If Cheng Lang didn''t have any women, why did he have women''s clothes at home? And according to him, that cloakroom is full of women''s clothes. How many women can we afford!Xu Qiao was angry and funny. She walked all the way to the end of the corridor.


    If I had known, I would have stayed tonight!


    Oh, but without this one, how could she see through the true face of this hot chicken dog man''s love field prodigal son?


    Xu Qiao''s hair was broken and puffed in front of her forehead. As if she had rushed to the scene of the rape, she pushed open the door of the cloakroom.


    The voice control lamp lights up at the moment when she pushes the door. The next moment, she stays in the same place in the bright bags, clothes and jewelry.


    Why does this cloakroom look so familiar


    It seems that all the things she left in Xijiang mansion villa


    These luxury goods have been auctioned for a long time?!