Chapter 259

The slender man with his back to the window, a beam of sunlight hit his feet, bringing out the mottled shadow, "Dad, it's OK, we can go back to the holy court first, and I'll take her back when dor's injury is healed." The old house is going to take her back, but not now.

Xiang Zhenqin looked at his daughter, "dor, what do you mean?"

Xiang duo knows his character. If she refuses to go back with him, he won't give up. But she needs some time to be quiet. Seeing her face hesitating, Luo Jingchen sits directly beside the bed and looks for an unknown meaning. "Mrs. Luo, come home with me?" The gentle question actually contains a faint threat.

Sitting on the sofa, Dong Dong suddenly jumped down with a puff and said, "Ma Ma Ma, I want to live with master Chen!"

Peerless try to suppress laughter, this family are wonderful!

Xiang Zhenqin thinks that it's the nature of father and son. There is a sense of blood relationship.

For the first time, Luo Jingchen felt that the child was so sensible that he was moved. He would be very pleased to see him. He was his own son. He was one with him!

Looking at the villain on the ground, he rolled up the soft corner of his mouth and said, "why?"

Dongdong's two fingers poked together to play, "Chen Chen's car has not been given to me."

A long time ago, he promised to give Dongdong limited edition racing car, but he didn't have time to give it to him. But it turns out that this kid likes him on the basis of loving gifts!

"Yes, you go back with my mother and I'll give you the present."

Dongdong grabs the trousers of his suit pants and is very happy, "Ouye!"

"I like cars very much," he said

I remember that he hasn't been racing on the top of the mountain for a long time. Is he more and more concerned about his life? This kind of extreme sports is no longer regarded as a necessary interest by him. However, Dongdong likes cars and may fall in love with racing cars just like him in the future.

"Well Want a lot of cars at home.

It seems to be able to hear his meaning. Xiangduo doesn't like Dongdong to play racing when he grows up, so that he won't be like lenggang. He drives all over the world to pick up girls! It's more annoying than the second ancestor!

Luo Jingchen looked at Xiang Zhenqin, his attitude was very polite and modest, "Dad, the house in Shengting has so many people. It's a little narrow, so I bought a house nearby. You live there first. It's convenient to come and see dor. It's just a road."

In addition, the holy court must not be enough.

Since his daughter and grandson want to follow him, they can only do so now, "I'm an old man. I can live anywhere." Xiang Zhenqin had no capital for a long time and was very open-minded.

At about 4 p.m. the next day, Xiang duo was discharged from the hospital with all the injuries. It was not very convenient to take care of the children. In addition, aunt Ru was still in Haicheng and would not come back until tomorrow. Xiang Zhenqin and Dongdong had dinner in Shengting and then went to live in the house arranged by Luo Jingchen.

She didn't take a bath for two days. She was not used to it, but she was covered with liquid medicine, and most of the wounds couldn't touch water. The doctor said that she could only wipe her body with a towel, and it would take a few more days to take a bath. The whole body would ache if she moved.

Everything goes wrong. She sits quietly on the bed and sulks with herself. As soon as Luo Jingchen comes in after calling, she sees the woman sitting there in silence. She walks to her side, rubs her long hair and asks in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"I'm a little tired. I'll sit and have a rest."

Her expression is the same as that of her first meeting. Every minute she turns back to a dignified and virtuous lady and looks at the Nightgown beside the bed. "The doctor says that you'd better apply the medicine once a day for your injuries. You take off your clothes and I'll help you wipe your body and then apply the medicine."

After hearing this, Xiang duo's face changed, "don't do it." Nervously, he picked up his pajamas and stood up. "I will." The marks on her body are uneven, which makes her feel sick.

He is not only a cleanliness addict, but also has a high vision. If you let him see the injury on his body, will he dislike her?

Just stepped out a step, the wrist was held by him, the man deeply looked at her side face, patiently said: "you have injuries all over the body, you can't wipe it yourself, darling, I'll help you wipe it."

Finally, he wanted to take her into the bathroom and shook his hand at duo. He was obviously a little excited. "I said no!"

The man pretended that he didn't understand her small inferiority complex, but he was still in a good temper. "Don't be so mean, Mrs. Luo. I'll talk about it later."

She did not move, standing in the same place, low head listless appearance, "Luo Jingchen, remember the last words I told you on the plane?"

The man was stunned. On the plane, she said a lot of words, and he remembered every sentence, but the key is what she wanted to express at the moment?

"Well?"

Xiang duo raised his finger to cover half of his face and said, "I just looked at myself in the mirror. It's so ugly. How can I be your wife? How can I let you take me out? I'm not afraid that I will be scolded by my father when I go back to my old house. It's wrong for me to leave without permission, but I'm afraid that people will look at me. Even if my face is good, there will be a scar, which will make you lose face. "What's more, I don't even want this kind of thing in front of Cao

Wantonly like him, not to mention that he didn't mind other people's eyes before, but now he doesn't, "dor, I ask you, if today I fell off the plane and became like you, with scars on my face, would you not want me?"

The answer is that a woman can't protect her life with her eyes

Her eyes already had dense, "different." What's more, there is no "if" in the world. "I'm serious. I'm not kidding. Why don't you find another beautiful girl who is more beautiful than me..."

Luo Jingchen suddenly clasped her chin, covered her thin lips and sealed what she wanted to say. She was so overbearing and serious that she seemed to want to swallow her and control her strength. The kiss lasted for four minutes. It was only when she was out of breath that the man released her. Her dark eyes were deep, but there was no shadow of fire.

Breathing heavy, so adjusted a few seconds, face against her face, straight straight into her eyes, with a gentle doting, delicate eyebrows in the warm color of the light is particularly handsome, "don't let me not happy, you are like this, very good."