Chapter 253

He left for a while, and her hand was hurt?

OK, good.

The frightful cold comes from the handsome face of Ling Xiaohan.

Rob bowed his head in shame, waiting for the storm to come.

Go to the sofa, looking down at Ji Qianchen.

This little girl also looks like nothing happened. She raises her eyes and smiles with him.

She is still in the mood to laugh when she is hurt like this?

Sit beside her and pull her thin white hand.

Hot into a red, but also out of a few transparent blisters.

"Rob, what did you do?"

Ling Xiao asked rob directly instead of Ji Qianchen.

The stern roar, like silent abuse, reproves him for not taking care of his woman.

Rob is just about to open his mouth. Ling Xiong is coming out of the study. His face is not very good-looking either. It is estimated that he was angry with Ling Xiaohan in the study.

See the suffocating strange atmosphere in the living room, and then look at Ji Qianchen's scalded hand.

Lingxiong came over. "What's the matter?"

"Just now, the lady said that she would teach her to make western food, and then she accidentally poured the boiled water into her hands..."

Rob specially added a careless sentence, which is obviously the saying, in fact, everyone knows it.

In addition, he omitted Ji Qianchen's Revenge directly.

In fact, rob doesn't say that Ling Xiaohan also guessed a rough idea.

"And the doctor?" Ling Xiaohan gave a low roar.

"I'll be there in a minute. I've already sent for you."

"Hurry up. It's three minutes late. I'll take it out."

Lingxiaohan's words are full of irresistible prestige like a king.

Lingxiong looked at his son's appearance, and nodded his head, a bit of his demeanor.

"Little girl, since you are pregnant, you have to be careful. No one can protect you all the time. Even my son is the same. You'd better pray that this child is born properly, otherwise, you will lose everything you have now."

Lingxiong left a word that was also true and evil.

Ji Qianchen savored this sentence carefully, as if to educate her.

There's something more to it.

A minute later, a French family doctor came with a medical kit.

"Young master, young lady, I'm sorry to be late."

The doctor was witty and called Mrs. Ji Qianchen, who didn't get in the way of being dealt with.

"Don't talk nonsense, check it quickly."

Ling Xiaohan's hands hurt when he looked at her.

So beautiful a pair of hands, slender green jade fingers.

It's swollen like that.

After the doctor saw it, he decided it was a burn. He took out the burn medicine to prepare Ji Qianchen.

The medicine was seized by Ling Xiaohan. "You can go away."

"Yes, young master, young lady."

Ling Xiaohan picks up the cotton swab, sticks on the scalding medicine, pulls her fingers, lowers her head and spreads it on her little by little.

Ji Qianchen looks at Ling Xiao's cold, drooping eyebrows and eyes and loses his mind.

It's very comfortable to apply the cold cream on the burned fingers.

"Do you feel like a pig's hoof?" Ji Qichen joked.

Ling Xiao gave her a cold stare.

"Are you proud of it?"

"Can I still cry for you. That's true. " Ji Qianchen turned his eyes to one side.

In fact, the scald is really painful, but she doesn't want to shout in front of Ling Xiaohan. After all, she didn't protect herself in his absence.

Not far away, Issa, looking at Ling Xiaohan personally drugging Ji Qianchen, was choked.

When she was training in front of Ling Xiaohan, how many injuries did she suffer? Ling Xiaohan didn't even look at it for a second, let alone take medicine in person.

Now the picture stung her heart.

Ji Qianchen, the love you receive now will become your pain.

You wait for me.

When everyone's point of view is focused on Ji Qianchen, Issa quietly leaves Ling palace with her own people.

After taking the medicine, Ling Xiaohan throws the rest of the ointment on the tea table and begins to teach Ji Qianchen.

"Left hand scald, right shoulder injury, what's next?"

"Poof..." Ji Qianchen feels that Ling Xiaohan suddenly has a sense of humor.

"Are you cursing me?"

"It's the same thing if you don't curse."

Ling Xiaohan gives Ji Qianchen a look of mental retardation, which makes Ji Qianchen very frustrated.

"I really don't want to learn, but she is my mother-in-law after all. If I keep putting on airs, she has reason to deal with me on the spot."

"When I meet her, I'll run with one word."

"It's not very good. It's a bit of advice."Ji Qianchen is biting his lips, unwilling to accept the strategy of Ling Xiaohan.

How can she flinch from fighting against the evil mother-in-law.

"Listen or not?"

Lingxiao's words were harsh.

It's so domineering that Ji Qianchen can't refuse it.

"I can be obedient, but that's too much."

"I'll help you out if you're angry." Ling Xiaohan doesn't want Ji Qianchen to face Avril because her identity is too ordinary.

Avril, the daughter of France's highest royal count, knead Ji Qianchen as simple as kneading an ant.

Listening to lingxiaohan's words, Ji Qianchen nodded obediently.

"Rob, go and get a prune."

"What are you doing with this, young master?" Rob looked at Ling Xiaohan in astonishment.

No one can really guess the mind and brain circuit of the young master.

"Go as you please, there's so much nonsense."

Lingxiao shouted in a low voice. His face was extremely cold.

"Husband, you don't want to cut your stepmother."

Ji Qianchen imagined the picture, feeling a little bloody and horrible.

"Let's go."

Ling Xiaohan pulls her from the sofa.

Go in the direction of the backyard.

The dark back garden is as big as a football field.

Greenhouses and flower sheds were built around.

The whole garden is full of red roses, each of which has a bud and is charming.

"A lot of flowers."

Ji Qianchen looks at these roses blooming in light and fragrance under the street lamp, and likes them for no reason.

Rob came over with the pruning shears, which he had specially collected from the gardener. At that time, the gardener's eyes were particularly strange.

I wonder what he did with a pruning shears in the evening.

"Here you are, young master."

Rob hands the scissors to Ling Xiaohan.

"What are you doing for me? Cut it." Ling Xiaohan points to the most gorgeous rose garden and roars.

"Ah? Young master, you want to... "

"Cut off all the buds."

"Young master, Madame Avril planted it herself."

Rob has known that Avril likes to plant roses with thorns most since she came into Ling's home. Except for this flower, she does not plant any other roses. She regards this flower field as her own life.

"If it's not one of her, you don't have to cut it."

"OK, I'll cut it."

Rob took pruning shears, sweat on his forehead, scissors, and cut off the roses that had blossomed.

Ling Xiaohan stands aside, the corner of his mouth rises slowly!