Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]

Ch 93 - Do You Mind Making Our Relationship Public

The door of the room opened, and Jian Yi's eyes lit up.

It was Rong Zheng who came out, and Jian Yi's expectant eyes immediately became a little nervous, and when it came to his mouth, he held back.

Rong Zheng took the ointment from the drawer of the coffee table in the living room.

Jian Yi recognized the ointment that Rong Zheng was holding in his hand. He sometimes touched it and applied it. It was easy to use, but the key was that it was cheap.

Jian Yi summoned up his courage and asked stutteringly, "Brother...Brother, what's wrong with Rongrong? Is he injured?"

Rong Zheng: "Yeah"

Rong Zheng didn't intend to explain further, so Jian Yi had to blushed, biting his head, and asked with further concern: "Are you okay? Is it serious?"

"Nothing serious."

"Oh. That's fine. That's fine."

Rong Zheng nodded slightly and went back into the room with the ointment.

Jian Yi touched the mint, no wonder he didn't see anyone in the living room just now. It should be that when he was there to change the water in the vase, Rongrong might have accidentally touched something.

Jian Yi looked down at Mint, who was sleeping soundly, "I hope your shit shoveling officer is all right."

Mint opened his mouth slightly, revealing two small white fangs, and had completely fallen asleep. For animals in winter, there is always a mysterious power that makes them fall into a deep sleep.

Emma! So cute!

Jian Yi was spoiled by Mint. With a small arc, he carefully took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took several pictures of Mint.

Jian Yi is a person who likes to share bits and pieces of life very much. He uploaded the photo of Mint to the circle of friends, or Jiugongge. In the same sleeping position, he made a nine-square pattern——

"so cute!!!!"

Soon a red 1 appeared on the right side of the circle of friends. Someone commented on his circle of friends.

Jian Yi clicked in.

It's Ling Ziyue, he asked in his comment section, whose cat is it.

Jian Yi replied, "Rongrong."

Ling Ziyue quickly replied to him: "???Why is the fluffy cat in your hands?

Jian Yi: "Because I'm at his house."

Ling Ziyue: "!!! Send me the location!!!"

Jian Yi automatically skipped this rude request.

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Rong Zheng returned to the room with the ointment.

The ointment was applied to the fingertips, first on the side of Rongrong's thigh, and looked up at Rongrong, "Does it hurt?"

Rongrong's arm was still lying across his eyes, his ears were red and he shook his head, "I don't feel anything."

It really doesn't feel like it. He didn't break his skin, but the ointment would cool down after applying it.

Rongrong hasn't been out to sunbathe much this autumn and winter. His complexion is already very white, and the inner thighs are even whiter, as white as porcelain, which makes the two red patches very dazzling.

After Rong Zheng finished applying the ointment, he gently put on his pants for Rongrong, "The ointment has the effect of relieving pain. Check it again in two days. Be careful not to bump it in these two days."