Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

As soon as the words came to his lips, before he could say them, there was a sudden knock on the door in the room.

Ruan Xiya sighed with some regret, "I... I'll go and see who it is first?"

"So soft..."

He Jingyuan's deep voice sounded in his ears, Ruan Xiya paused when she got up, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little stiff.

"A Yuan...what's wrong?"

He Jingyuan squeezed Ruan Xiya's hand, and held her back to prevent her from getting up.

"Ruan Ruan, what do you want to say?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips, and bit her lower lip firmly.

Some things may only be brave once.Once interrupted, I can no longer muster the original courage.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiya sighed lowly, turned around and looked at He Jingyuan with a smile.

"It's not something important, the knock on the door is so urgent, let's go and see who it is first, in case there is something important."

As she said that, she struggled to free herself from He Jingyuan's palm, got up and opened the door with messy steps.

Behind him, He Jingyuan lowered his eyelids, took a deep look at the empty palm, and thought of Ruan Xiya's low sigh just now, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

"Ma'am, sir, it's time to change the dressing."

As soon as the door opened, Fu Yang stood outside the door with medical equipment in his hands, with a respectful tone.

Glancing at the things on the plate, Ruan Xiya pursed her lips, and turned sideways to let Fu Yang in.

From the corner of the eye, He Jingyuan's complexion was not very good, and the hand hanging by his side tightened slightly, Ruan Xiya forced a smile.

"Then I... will go out first."

After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Ruanrou, wait!"

Just as she put her hand on the doorknob, He Jingyuan's deep voice suddenly came from behind her. She stopped and turned around stiffly.

"Ruan Ruan, help me change my medicine."

The man's face was calm, and he couldn't see any emotion, but his slightly trembling voice still revealed a little bit of fragility.

Just such a little bit of fragility hit Ruan Xiya's heart like a hammer.

She stiffened her body, after all, she couldn't turn around and leave.

Anyway, He Jingyuan was injured because of her...

Thinking of this, she silently let go of her hand, walked over quickly and took the tray from Fu Yang.

Seeing this, He Jingyuan curled his lips in satisfaction, reached out and began to unbutton his shirt.

Ruan Xiya has been quietly watching He Jingyuan's movements, she keenly noticed that He Jingyuan frowned when he stretched out his hand.

Thinking of the wound on He Jingyuan's back, she sighed in her heart, put down the tray, and walked over helplessly.

"Your back is still hurt, let me help you."

"Ah."

He Jingyuan agreed very quickly, and immediately put down the hand that was on the shirt a second ago.

Seeing this, Ruan Xiya twitched the corners of her mouth, and couldn't help raising her head and glaring at He Jingyuan.

Everything He Jingyuan did just now was a bitter plan! ?
Somewhat dumbfounded, he continued to unbutton He Jingyuan, Ruan Xiya shook her head helplessly.

Why didn't she realize that He Jingyuan was really like a child sometimes.

When her fingertips touched the delicate gauze, she instantly came back to her senses and looked down.

His gaze touched He Jingyuan's gauze-wrapped chest, and his distressed fingertips trembled.

Carefully brushing across He Jingyuan's gauze-covered wound, Ruan Xiya's eyes turned red instantly.

"Should...it hurts a lot!?"

He Jingyuan lowered his head in response, saw the girl's red eye sockets, and caressed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all."