After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Nian Zhi bit her lip and leaned back slightly.

It's just that the space in the carriage is too small, and his breath is too strong and domineering, coming and going in his nose, making it inevitable to avoid it.

She deliberately lowered her breath and said seriously: "Since I filed for divorce, I'm not just talking about it, I really intend to divorce. You know Ye Jinglan, if he knows about my private relationship with you... he will definitely not I would get divorced so easily, I..."

"So? Do you admit that we have a personal relationship, or do you want to tell me that I don't want to get close to you now. After you and Ye Jinglan divorce, I can do whatever I want to you?"

Nian Zhi suddenly raised her head and met Song Wenjing's deep black eyes. The burning light in her eyes seemed to tell her what a deep desire a man with such burning eyes had - for she.

Her heart was beating wildly, she couldn't control her breathing, she was completely confused, she didn't dare to meet his gaze, but she couldn't avoid it, and subconsciously held her breath, "This joke is not funny at all."

"You think I'm kidding you?"

Song Wenjing stretched out his hand and gently brushed her cheek. The touch with his fingertips seemed to have magic power, making her tremble and tremble all over, with a non-negligible throbbing. He leaned close to her and spoke in a very soft voice. He said, "Nian Zhi, I never joke."

"........."

The car's central control suddenly "clicked". Almost at the same time, Song Wenjing reached around her slender waist, supported her with one hand, and pushed open the car door with the other. A sexy smile appeared on the roof of the car. The dim light confused people's hearts, "The hospital is here, go in and treat your wounds."

Nian Zhi stretched out his hand and pushed him away. He endured the pain and jumped out of the car, "...I can go in by myself."

Song Wenjing looked at her stubborn little back. She was limping with one hand holding one leg. She was walking so hard and refused to look back. He pursed his lips, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, locking the door. , strode over, bent down and picked her up again.

The woman in her arms exclaimed and raised her slender eyebrows. Before she could speak, Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows and spoke one step ahead of her, with a somewhat frivolous and threatening tone, "Don't make trouble and be obedient." , otherwise, I will kiss you right here, I don’t care about the headlines, it just depends on what you think.”

Nian Zhi: “…………”

-

"Wen Jing, when did you come back?"

"I just came back a few days ago."

"Why did you come to see me now?"

The female doctor in a white coat probably looks like she is in her 40s, but she looks well-kept and energetic.

Probably because of the doctor's relationship, he looked healthier and more modest.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Song Wenjing was kind.

When Nian Zhi came in, he remembered the surprised expression on the female doctor's face, mixed with a bit of relief.

He concluded that this person must have a close relationship with Song Wenjing.

It doesn't matter if the relationship is unusual. At least, you won't say anything nonsense and you will always protect Song Wenjing, right?

Nian Zhi suddenly thought, and the doctor had already reached out to indicate for her to take off her pants. Through a curtain, the doctor opposite asked Song Wenjing outside, "How is your mother lately? I haven't contacted her for a while. Been busy recently."

"She's still the same."

Song Wenjing's voice sounded a little unfocused, "I talked to her on the phone before, and she asked me about your situation in the same way."

"Let her take good care of her health. I'll go back and prepare to go abroad to see her."

The doctor's fingers pressed lightly on Nian Zhi's knee. Nian Zhi hissed in pain. She raised her eyes and asked, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Nian Zhi bit her lip, shook her head reluctantly, and spoke reluctantly, "It's okay."

"Just tell me if it hurts. It's not a big hit, and the pain is normal. Don't bear it."

The doctor pointed to her pants and said, "You can't wear these pants anymore. Your kneecap has also been injured. You need to clean the wound first. Don't force yourself to walk these two days. Instead, sit in a wheelchair for two days." Everything else is fine.”

The white curtain suddenly brushed, and Nian Zhi's expression changed. She was only wearing a pair of underwear, and the curtain was just opened. Although she knew that the person who came in must be Song Wenjing, there was another doctor here. Was he? My head is filled with water.

Nian Zhi reached out and pulled the trousers on the side, trying to put them on in a hurry.

Song Wenjing frowned, took a step forward, and took away her pants without any scruples in front of this female doctor, "Aunt Xiao, is she seriously injured?"

After saying that, Nian Zhi stared intently at her two red and blue knees. She felt that the hairs all over her body stood up. She couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to take the pants in his hand, "Give it to me!"

"Can't you wear it now? Cut these pants off later and wear them as shorts."

Nian Zhi: “…………”

The female doctor, who was called Aunt Xiao, glanced deeply at Nian Zhi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. The expression on her face was a little embarrassed, with a blush that could be called shy, and she looked at herself again. Song Wenjing, who was in front of her, looked at her with nervous eyes and a strong possessiveness.

She frowned, wasn't this woman Ye Jinglan's wife?

In City C, probably no one knew about it, and she knew it very well. Wen Jing, what was he thinking?

"Okay, you go out first!"

She pushed Song Wenjing, took the pants in his hand, and gave him a reproachful look, "Are you still disturbing my medical consultation? I know well that her injury is not serious. I will clean her wound." , there is a shop opposite the hospital, it’s still early, probably it’s not closed yet, otherwise you go buy her a skirt, can she still wear these pants after cutting them off?”

Song Wenjing pondered for a moment, probably thinking that her words made sense, and then nodded.

As soon as he left, Nian Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, does it scare you? This kid can be so reckless sometimes."

The doctor put his pants next to her and smiled implicitly at her, "I am Wen Jing's mother's best friend, so Wen Jing calls me aunt. My surname is Xiao, and you can call me Doctor Xiao. I know you, You are Ye Jinglan’s wife.”