Chapter 112 Crying

Nan Qianmo drove back to her car from the hospital parking lot. A beautiful brake stopped in front of Zou Bei and opened the car door for her personally, with her eyes full of luminousness: Get in the car.

I'll take the bus back by myself, so I can't bother you anymore.Incredibly, Zou Bei's words were contradictory.

Nan Qianmo approached her, and his heart was fluttering: Your feet need to be well recuperated. I will find you a place to live in for the time being and drive you to school tomorrow morning.

A new kind of thought that wants to cherish the girl in front of me is revealed: Besides, the dormitory should be closed at this time. Is it convenient for you to go back?

In fact, Zou Bei had long wanted to go back soon. In the eyes of the teacher, she could be regarded as a good girl. She never came late or left early. She had already lied last time, and she felt very upset, but she didn't tell the truth in her mouth: I'm fine, it's the same as the school, and the dormitory aunt is good, so she will open the door for me.

But, I'm not relieved.In a word, simple, that handsome face makes people unable to refuse and cannot speak.

Zou Bei is a little embarrassed: I...

Get in the car.Nan Qianmo pushed her back and said, "I will guarantee you safely to send you back to school tomorrow.

Zou Bei was also a little tired, but after all, she was facing a lonely man and a widow, and she felt a little uncomfortable. Nan Qianmo gave her a gentleman, and she spoke in a moderate manner, and she was very conflicted and entangled.

Nan Qianmo saw that the distance she kept for her seemed to be pulled closer by herself a little again, and turned her head and showed her white teeth: Sit firmly.Turn around and drive towards Kang Xinyuan.

The first time she walked to a stranger's house, Zou Bei was timid and said it was home, but Zou Bei's eyes were too neat, not so. It should be said that it was too quiet, so clean that she didn't want to step in. It gave her a feeling that it was white, but white.

The wallpaper is white in color, sofas, furniture, cabinets, tables and chairs, and even the shoe cabinet is gorgeously painted white. The most eye-catching thing is the mirror on the left side of the door. The whole piece is full of floor-to-ceiling mirrors. The white in the room is pulled over by the shadow in the mirror. Suddenly, Zou Bei's admiration for Nan Qianmo became deeper.

Don't be stupid, come in.Nan Qianmo bent over: New, you should be able to wear it.

Zou Beixiao: Is this your home?

Yes, that's true.

Nan Qianmo waited for her to change her shoes and helped her sit on the sofa: I rarely come here, I always ask the worker to clean it. You can stay here temporarily today. I will boil water for you and need medicine.

Nan Qianmo's face was very close, and her breath gently blows to Zou Bei's cheeks and ears. The palms that were placed on the back of her waist had not moved away. Through the clothes, the temperature of her palms made the pores in her body slightly open, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous, so Zou Bei moved his lower position slightly.

The distance from the living room to the kitchen is not far. In the mirror, you can clearly see Nan Qianmo clean the kettle, wipe it dry with a rag, and wipe the electric head in an orderly manner. Zou Bei, who was still observing, suddenly felt that someone else had come behind him.

Are you afraid of pain?Nan Qianmo smiled.

Don't be afraid.Then Zou Bei asked: What?

I answered first without fear, but now I ask what I am, what I think is so trance?

Nan Qianmo's deep phoenix eyes were filled with a gentle smile. The person was not approaching, so he could touch her with his hands.

Spray the medicine first.

Holding up his wrist guard, Nan Qianmo squatted down. Zou Bei had already changed into slippers. The socks in the hospital were thrown away anywhere. This time, it was convenient for Nan Qianmo to gently pull over Zou Bei's right foot and hold his heel in his palm: Hold on.

Zou Bei could feel the subtle movement, his cheeks were burning violently, and he was in a trance. He wanted to take his right foot back, but he pulled it a little, but he had to close his eyes: No...no.

After finding the spray prescribed by the hospital, Nan Qianmo sprayed Zou Bei's feet a few times. The cool feeling came, and the slightly swelling feeling disappeared for half. Zou Bei breathed out: It's so cold.

Nan Qianmo suddenly smiled: Is that true?After a moment, he held Zou Bei's heel with his left hand, covered it with his right hand, and gently rubbed it: What about now?

Zou Bei felt that he relieved the pain a little last moment, and tears fell down; a slight scream blurted out: Ah!It hurts so much, don't rub it anymore, don't rub it anymore.

She couldn't resist the pain. It was fine if she didn't touch it, but why did she press it, rub it again, and rub it again, and she twitched violently. Zou Bei fell back without any image: Oh my God... I don't want it anymore, it must be more swollen than before.

Don't rub it, don't rub it anymore.Nan Qianmo stood up and put her feet in her hand back on the sofa, her eyes full of smiles: Don't howl.It will definitely reduce the swelling tomorrow.

Gentle and affectionate care flowed into Zou Bei's heart, with different tears, Nan Qianmo stroked the corner of her eyes with his fingers, paused for a moment, and gently hugged her: What's wrong?Want to cry?

Zou Bei was a little unfamiliar with this action. At this moment, tears flowing wildly, sweating profusely in the arms of a stranger. To her, Nan Qianmo was really strange, just because of her work, a boss in her company.

The crying lasted for a long time, so long that Zou Bei could not hold on, so he fell back limply. Nan Qianmo's arm holding her behind her tightened, stopping her from doing this. Her left hand passed through Zou Bei's leg bend and hugged her horizontally: Okay, after taking the medicine, it's time to go to bed.

Zou Bei swallowed the most annoying bitter medicine smell, his eyebrows were frowned in a wavy shape. He felt that he was carefully placed on the mattress, covered with a thick quilt, and pulled it straight between her neck. He felt the breathing above was far away, so Zou Bei carefully opened his eyes: I didn't wash my face.

You are tired today, so go to bed first.Turn off the headlights in the bedroom: Do you want to leave a light for you?

Zou Bei shook his head, the water vapor in his eyes became more and more uncontrollable: No need.

All right. Turning off the last dim light, Nan Qianmo's low voice came from the darkness: I'm next door, call me if you have something to do.

Zou Bei lay in the soft quilt, full of silent darkness, loss, peace of mind, and fatigue gradually came.