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Qiao Xing kissed the bodyguard brother's 'straight man panic jpg'.

Unambiguously, lips to lips, flesh to flesh, kissed her.

The other bodyguards around suddenly took a breath, and the bodyguard brother who was in his arms reacted to nausea, and immediately pushed Qiao Xing away with all his strength. step, and cling to it again.

When the two of them kissed each other just now, Qiao Xing deliberately used some force, coupled with the pushing and shoving by the bodyguard just now, the movement became louder.

The door of the study room was not closed, and Qiao Xing soon heard a "boom" sound from inside the study room, followed by the sound of the boss's chair being pushed away and the wheels sliding impatiently, and then...a man...

Wen Changrong came faster than he imagined, and the force that fell on him was much stronger than he imagined.

Qiao Xing just had time to tense his muscles, and then turned his head slightly to observe the situation. Wen Changrong's five fingers grabbed the hair on the back of his head, and then gave him a heavy blow-tearing him off the bodyguard brother.

Qiao Xing staggered back two steps. He got the answer he wanted to know before, and began to think for a while to say something to appease Wen Changrong, but before he could think about it, he was suddenly hit hard on the side of his leg.

Caught off guard, Qiao Xing was kicked and slid half a meter under the huge impact, and lay on the ground for a long time unable to get up.

Not being able to get up was not only because physically his whole leg was numb with pain, as if his bones were broken, but also psychologically, he really didn't expect Wen Changrong to have such a big reaction at all. Qiao Xing was stunned.

"..." In the corridor, apart from the nervous breathing of the bodyguards, there was the sound of Wen Changrong's heavy footsteps.

Seeing that his legs couldn't move, Qiao Xing could only lean his elbows on the ground to shrink his body back. Perhaps because he was lying on the ground, Qiao Xing looked particularly tall and frightening when he saw Wen Changrong walking. Looking up, he saw that the man's eyes were reddened by anger, like a beast that had been irritated and lost its mind.

"First... Mister..." This really exceeded Qiao Xing's 100 million expectations. The animal's sixth sense made him have no time to think about what was messed up before. "I... I just..."

Just a fart!Looking at the soles of the boots that the man raised again, Qiao Xing opened his voice and shouted: "Help!"

……

In the medical room.

With tears in his eyes, Qiao Xing let the doctor treat his wound. Apart from the wound on his leg, his mouth was torn several times by Wen Changrong with such force that it was almost torn off. Now the whole mouth is a sausage mouth. , the corners of his mouth are still rotten, and it is estimated that he will not be able to go out to meet people for ten days and a half months.

Wen Changrong sat not far away, with a group of bodyguards in a panic behind him. Surrounded by everyone, the man swallowed a handful of colorful medicines.

About 5 minutes passed, Qiao Xing's wounds were treated, and medicine began to be applied to his mouth. Psychoactive drugs can make people feel drowsy. The medicine Wen Changrong took seemed to have an effect, and the man's tense shoulders slowly eased. collapsed.

Qiao Xing shivered a few times due to the pain from disinfection at the corner of his mouth, Wen Changrong curled up in the chair with a sleepy expression, his eyes fell on Qiao Xing's swollen lips.

"Disinfect his mouth with alcohol." Wen Changrong said, "Three times."

"..." The doctor paused, Qiao Xing blinked and tried to swallow the tears, without even turning his head.

"Alcohol...may not be very good." The doctor hesitated for a moment, but opened his mouth under pressure: "Mr. Qiao's lip skin has been torn a lot right now, alcohol is too irritating."

"Sterilize with alcohol, it just so happens that his mouth has a lot of dirt on it." Wen Changrong glanced at Qiao Xing coldly, "If you like doing it so much, let him do it for fun."

"..." The doctors in Wen's infirmary are of course Wen Changrong's subordinates. Now the boss has given orders, and it's okay if the doctors don't follow through, but they can't bear to do so, so they spin the alcohol for two Qiao Xing spoke first.

"Wipe it."

"..." The doctor looked at Qiao Xing with a wrinkled face.

"It doesn't matter, early death and early rebirth." Qiao Xing closed his eyes, "If you don't wipe it, it will hurt even more when he 'disinfects' me with his own hands."

"..."

Having said so much, the doctor sighed silently and could only follow through.

……

Qiao Xing is a typical hard-spoken person, as brave and righteous as he said just now, and when the alcohol wipes on him, he can't help crying, and the flow is sporadic, and he can't stop it.

The doctor's hands trembled after wiping it, and he quickly wiped it three times before throwing the swab far away.

"Ok, ok, ok...Three times, three times..."

The alcohol was wiped off, but there was still pain in the mouth, and Qiao Xing's physical tears couldn't stop flowing down. The transparent liquid was dotted on the beautiful chin, like water that melted from the tip of ice.

Wen Changrong's eyes fell on his tear-stained face, his palms resting on his knees were tightened, his lips muttered a few times, and he cursed: "Zuo Jing."

"..."

The lingering pain on her lips subsided, Qiao Xing wiped away the tear stains on her cheeks, and finally stopped crying.

"I really don't know how your brain grows. You can do this kind of thing." Wen Changrong frowned, and said sharply: "Is the result satisfactory now? Is it enough to prove your status?!"

"..." Qiao Xing remained silent, sitting on the seat without turning his head.

Wen Changrong's gaze stayed on the side of his face, and he couldn't help grinding his teeth against each other. Then the man gave him a vicious glance, stood up and walked out.

"childish."

"..."

"Evergreen?" Wen Changze's voice came from the door, but Wen Changrong's footsteps did not stop, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

"It hurts me to death." Qiao Xing stretched out his hand and fanned his sausage mouth: "Quick... Is there any anesthetic for me, or I'm going to cry again, bitch, it hurts ..."

……

After the wound was treated, Qiao Xing limped and followed Wen Changze back.

In order to match his speed, Wen Chang didn't even use the electric power of the wheelchair, so Chen Bo pushed it with his hands and walked slowly with Qiao Xing.

On the way back, Wen Chang hesitated for a while, and finally asked what happened, but Qiao Xing didn't speak as if he didn't hear it. After about a minute, he replied: "It's nothing."

"..." So, Wen Chang looked sideways at his scarred side face, and didn't ask any more questions.

……

Back at Wen Changze's house, Qiao Xing of course went back to the room and lay down on the bed to rest.

Wen Chang brought him the kind of incense that he had lit a few days ago, and then put the back of his hand on his forehead to measure the temperature, then tucked him in the corner of the quilt, and sat beside him for a while.

"...you go and get busy." The two are not very familiar with each other, and with his current appearance, he can't meet people very much, and Wen Chang is so guarded by the side, which makes Qiao Xing feel uncomfortable: "I'm fine. , are all skin wounds."

Wen Chang didn't answer immediately, but just set his eyes on him, "...well, don't you have anything to talk about?"

"...Talk?" Qiao Xing shook his head, and wanted to laugh habitually, but he pulled the corner of his mouth and hissed in pain: "I have nothing to talk about, and I have nothing to do."

"That's good." Wen Chang nodded and told him: "If you have any discomfort, you must call me, especially if you have a fever or chills. Although it is a minor injury, you can't be careless."

"Okay." Qiao Xing nodded obediently.

"Don't lock the door for now. If you have something to do later, or the servant will bring you dinner, you can enter the house."

"Ah."

……

Wen Chang closed the door for him, and the room returned to silence.

Qiao Xing turned his gaze to the ceiling and stared blankly for a long time, then sat up and made a video call to Old Zhao.

When the video was connected, Lao Zhao was immediately taken aback by his horrifying appearance. When he asked about the cause, he was shocked and angry: "Are you crazy? What bodyguard did you kiss suddenly? Is it because of a bad brain or a wrong meal?" Medicine?! What good will it do you to anger Wen Changrong?!"

"I tested Wen Changrong's tone..." Qiao Xing tried his best to speak clearly with his numb mouth: "He said that even if Shen Qinlan cried bitterly and begged him to reconcile, he might not necessarily divorce me."

"……so?"

"I always feel that my previous premonition is getting more and more..." Qiao Xing curled up his fingers, "In short, I always thought that Wen Changrong loved Shen Qinlan before, as long as Shen Qinlan came back, my departure would be a matter of time, but that temptation Let me dispel this idea."

"...What does that have to do with you provoking the bodyguard by kissing him?"

"I think Shen Qinlan has no other way...to save me."

"..."

"I can only test out Wen Changrong's attitude towards me." Qiao Xing said, "...I want to know if he will accept it if I take the initiative to propose a divorce."

"..."

"But it's too straightforward to say that you want a divorce, so you can only think of other ways to try it out."

"...And then you were beaten like this?"

"Well, I didn't think of it before." Qiao Xing said: "I...you remember, that time I went out on purpose to pick up other guests."

"Remember, you deliberately went to Mr. Wen's bar to pick up customers, and then you were caught by Mr. Wen without accident. He was also very angry that time..." Old Zhao looked at him on the screen: "...but Mr. Wen didn't hit you that time, so he didn't seem as angry as this time."

"Yeah." Qiao Xing said: "...he had an illness this time, and he calmed down after taking medicine."

"..." Old Zhao didn't speak.

"Old Zhao, really, I feel more and more that my premonition..."

"Oh, old Qiao, I didn't mean you!" Lao Zhao sighed silently, and said bitterly, "Why can't you figure it out?"

"..."

"I told you, don't be angry, think about it for yourself, how many years have you been stupid since you followed Wen Changrong?"

"..."

"Wen Changrong likes your delusion. How many times have you had it in the past seven years? Didn't you come back disappointed every time?"

"..."

"Uncle Ji made it so clear last time... so what if Wen Changrong got angry because you kissed someone else and fell into bipolar disorder? Does that mean he's in love with you?"

"..."

"If he is jealous and beats you, it doesn't necessarily mean he is in love with you or likes you. It's probably just possessive." Lao Zhao said, "It's not that you don't know Wen Changrong's character. To occupy you, does he like you as well as Shen Qinlan? No! His anger has nothing to do with whether he likes it or not, he just doesn't want his things to be touched."

"..."

"Old Qiao, you are really... think about it, don't cheat like this..."

"But...Whether it's liking or possessiveness, Wen Changrong's extreme reaction now means that it is impossible for me to initiate a divorce." Qiao Xing said: "As long as I initiate a divorce, he will definitely kill me."

"..."

"His attitude towards Shen Qinlan has changed, and his attitude towards me is so..."

"..."

"If he really doesn't like Shen Qinlan anymore, then I must stay by his side forever. If he likes Shen Qinlan, but as long as he doesn't reach the original level and he doesn't let go for a day, I will always be by his side. I can't I can get away."

"..."

"I can't be like this forever, I..."

"...Old Qiao." Looking at Qiao Xing on the other side of the screen, Lao Zhao seemed to be a little bit unbearable: "Don't scare yourself first, okay?"

"..."

"A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost. He told you that he would not divorce even if Shen Qinlan came back. Who knows what it actually looks like?"

"..."

"Your hunch is just a hunch. After all, it's just a guess and it's not true."

"..."

"How many times have you had the illusion that he likes you? Was it true once?"

"..."

"Wait a few more days..." Lao Zhao sighed: "Wen Changrong and Shen Qinlan have only been separated for a few days. During these few days, he treated you so well that he scared you like this... there is no need .”

"..."

"It's okay, just calm down first." After a pause, Old Zhao asked him: "...Do you want to see a doctor?"

"... What kind of doctor do you see?"

"Psychologist."

"...the psychiatrist is not in charge of divorce consultation." Qiao Xing waved his hand: "I might as well think about where there is a police station nearby. At worst, I go to the police station to make a divorce call. I don't believe that he can come to the police station to treat me. "

"But you're so smart, he really can't do anything to you when you call, but are you sure you can stay in the police station during the time you sue for divorce?"

"...you're annoying you to death!" Qiao Xing was mad: "I called you to ask you to find a way for me, and you always add to my troubles."