Emperor Shao's sweet and cold wife

Hearing Lin Xiaoyi's words, Qiu Minhao's movements suddenly froze, seeing the woman under him, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he quickly got up from the bed.

Lin Xiaoyi looked at Qiu Minhao who had already got up, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But seeing that there was nothing on his body and his body was completely exposed to the outside, he felt blushed and pulled the quilt beside him to wrap himself up.

"Get out." Qiu Minhao roared coldly.

Even though she was wrapped in the quilt, she could feel a burst of chill, but seeing Qiu Minhao's dark face, she hesitated for a second and got up from the bed wrapped in the quilt.

However, due to the sprained ankle just now, she could hardly stand still, and only felt bursts of pain in her ankle.

He staggered and fell to the ground, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

I thought Qiu Minhao would at least come over to help her, but he stood there motionless like a wooden man, as if she didn't exist at all.

She laughed at herself from the bottom of her heart, she was just a pawn of Qiu Minhao, how could she expect him to treat herself as a person.

He gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, holding the quilt tightly with both hands, not wanting to be humiliated again, dragging his swollen left foot and hobbled towards the door.

When she just walked to the door, she suddenly thought of what Zhou Linxi had said to her.

"I'm going out to work." She stood at the door, leaning against the door frame, and said coldly with her back to Qiu Minhao.

The tone was very firm, and he was notified directly without discussing it.

"No." Qiu Minhao's indifferent tone sounded behind her.

"I'm in charge of my own affairs." After she finished speaking, she limped away without a trace of hesitation.

She thought Qiu Minhao would stop her, but she didn't expect Qiu Minhao to let her go without saying a word.

It was almost one o'clock when she returned to her own bedroom, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. Looking at Qiu Minhao's quilt thrown on the sofa, she couldn't help but think of the humiliation just now, and felt a little annoyed.

Early the next morning, Qiu Qinran knocked on her door, and came in cautiously after getting her permission.

I only saw Qiu Qinran looking eastward and westward, which was very funny and cute.

"Ah, this is Dad's quilt. Aunt Lin, did my dad sleep with you last night?" Qiu Qinran looked surprised when he saw Qiu Minhao's quilt on the sofa.

She had insomnia last night, and she was still lying on the bed at this moment. When she heard Qiu Qinran's words, her face immediately darkened.

"Hey, no wonder I heard the voice last night, so that's how it is." Qiu Qinran looked like I knew everything, and his tone became a little ambiguous.

She blushed all of a sudden, and wanted to explain but felt that a brat wouldn't understand even if she said it.

"Kids, don't talk nonsense, just practice calligraphy obediently." She quickly changed the topic, not wanting Qiu Qinran to continue.

Not only did Qiu Qinran not go out, but he walked to her bedside and smiled at her as if I understood.

She was a little embarrassed by Qiu Qinran's look, so she could only shut up and didn't speak. When she wanted to get up, she realized that she couldn't move her feet at all.

She frowned and slowly lifted the quilt, wanting to see how the injury was. It was already swollen last night, so she didn't care about it so late. She didn't expect to see that her ankle was swollen like a bun when she lifted the quilt. The head was also worn out by the high heels, and the whole foot was simply horrible.

"Ah, what's wrong with your feet? How did they become so big?" Qiu Qinran yelled loudly when he saw her swollen pig's feet.

"It's okay, I accidentally sprained it, I'll go get some medicine and rub it on." When she was working in the Lin family, she often suffered from bruises and sprains, so she could just apply some safflower oil.

"Don't move, I'll get it for you." Seeing that she was about to get up, Qiu Qinran quickly stopped her, his thin body seemed to be full of strength, pressed her on the bed, and then ran away in a hurry.

As soon as Qiu Qinran rushed out of Lin Xiaoyi's room, he bumped into Qiu Minhao who was walking over. If it wasn't for Qiu Minhao's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he would have fallen directly.

"Ran Ran, why are you in such a hurry?" Qiu Minhao held Qiu Qinran back and asked slightly reproachfully.

"Dad, Aunt Lin's foot hurts. I'll get her medicine. You don't know how swollen her foot is." Qiu Qinran was stunned for a moment, then said anxiously.

Hearing Qiu Qinran's words, Qiu Minhao's expression changed slightly. Thinking of Lin Xiaoyi falling from the bed last night, he thought she did it on purpose, but did not think that she was injured.

He frowned slightly, and immediately returned to his usual expression.

"Well, you go." After Qiu Minhao finished speaking, he went downstairs directly. When he passed the door of Lin Xiaoyi's room, he seemed to glance at him, but he didn't seem to.