Leng Liaojue lay alone in bed for a while, really upset, and couldn't help but dial Nan Zhuhe's phone.
nanzhuheHi, baby, what did you call me? Did you miss me?
Leng Qingjue's originally tense face relaxed, and he couldn't help laughing, deliberately teasing Nan Zhuhe.
lengqingjueWell, yes, I missed you!
Nan Zhu He suddenly became nervous, and a special feeling emerged, and the whole person was unnatural.
nanzhuheOh haha, yes, is it?
lengqingjueWhat's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?
It feels weird to be cold.
lengqingjueWhy are you so nervous?
nanzhuheNo, I, I'll hang up first...
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without a cold promise.
lengqingjueReally, nothing will happen to him, will it?
Leng Qingjue was worried, but he didn't know that outside the door...
Wang Junkai had already stood at the door, holding the medicated meal in his hand to help Leng Qingjue recover his body.
Wang Junkai let out a low laugh, his eyes full of ridicule, and there was an indescribable sadness in his heart, and more of the anger of being deceived.
Unable to restrain the huge anger in his heart, his wrist trembled uncontrollably, and the entire bowl of medicated food shattered, making a harsh cracking sound.
Leng Qingjue quickly jumped off the bed, opened the door, and was immediately stunned.
Wang Junkai was picking up the porcelain fragments on the ground with his hands. A sharp fragment penetrated deeply into his palm, bleeding profusely, but he seemed to be unaware and continued to move.
Leng Qingjue frowned, his heart trembled fiercely, and then he shouted angrily.
lengqingjueWang Junkai, you are crazy!
Wang Junkai did not speak or raise his head.
Leng Qingjue was anxious and angry, and directly pulled Wang Junkai away.
Wang Junkai narrowed his eyes, covered up the cold light that flashed in his eyes, and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly.
Leng Qingjue was only worried about his wound, and did not notice his expression.
lengqingjueBandage it now!
wangjunkaiNo, that's fine.
Wang Junkai coldly refused.
lengqingjueNo, you have to listen to me on this!
The cold attitude is also very tough.
She pulled Wang Junkai to the bed in the room, and hurriedly went to get the medicine box.
Wang Junkai looked at Leng Qingjue's hurried back and spit out two words ruthlessly.
Leng Qingjue quickly brought the medicine box, took out the bandages and anti-inflammatory medicine, and gently helped Wang Junkai treat the wound.
Wang Junkai stared at the cold, impeccable and beautiful facial features, the long black and elegant hair up to his waist, and his serious expression.
And full of heartache and... love.
But at this time, Wang Junkai didn't feel it at all, he only felt ironic.
This woman is really scheming! It's a shame that I'm still attracted to her.
Leng Qing, who was bowing his head and dressing up, never knew that his own little joke pushed Wang Junkai away from him.
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