Maybe I have something in mind. Huo Chengzhou is not in a state and is frequently in crisis. Although they can turn the tide with their exquisite skills, the excitement naturally exists at the same time.
So Huo Feng in the game couldn't carry it: "brother Cheng, what's going on?"
Huo Chengzhou frowned: "don't play, let's go."
Huo Feng: "
Looking at the portrait that stood still in an instant, Huo Feng thanked God that he could finally go to bed early.
undefinedHe can't bear such a boil!
......
After crying for a long time, Joan finally calmed down. She wanted to get out of bed and go to the bathroom to wash her face, otherwise her eyes would be swollen early tomorrow morning.
It was not until a painful pain came from the bottom of one foot that Joanne remembered the pieces of the water cup that had just fallen... She gasped and pulled the sheet with her painful hands.
the nerves of the fingertips are linked with the heart.
Feet are no exception.
It hurts.
Heart piercing pain.
At this time, Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair just came to Joan's door and raised his hand to buckle: "Joan."
Hearing the man's cold and impatient voice, Joan answered, "what's the matter?"
"Open the door!"
Joanne sounded the alarm in her heart: "I'm already asleep."
Perhaps the pain on his feet was really strong. Joan herself was aware of the faint trembling in her voice. The voice was naturally a sob in Huo Chengzhou's ears.
He raised his hand, unlocked the lock with his fingerprint and pushed the door in.
Through the unclear orange halo in the corridor, Huo Chengzhou saw Joan sitting at the head of the bed and taking a breath.
With a slight twist in his eyebrows, his wheelchair leaned over: "what's the matter?"
"My foot accidentally stepped on the broken glass..." Joan's voice trembled slightly because of pain, but it was like a feather gently sweeping the tip of Huo Chengzhou's heart, which easily made his heart beat wrong.
He first turned on the lamp and looked down from Joan's pale face. The white silk pajamas covered her exquisite figure. Under her slender legs were a pair of drooping feet, of which the left foot was dripping blood.
With a sudden shake in his heart, Huo Chengzhou bent down to pick up her ankle.
When the coolness of his fingertips touched Joan's skin, she couldn't help shaking. Subconsciously, she was about to take back her feet. The man held her ankle hard and said, "don't move!"
Joan was stunned. The cool male voice in her mind coincided with the voice just now.
Before she could figure it out, the man had pulled out a piece of broken glass on her foot. A touch of heart piercing pain made Joan's toes curl up.
Huo Chengzhou picked up her feet and examined them carefully. Fortunately, only a piece of broken glass was stuck on her feet, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Wait, I'll get the medicine box."
Joanne nodded and felt the man gently put her feet down, followed by the sound of the wheelchair moving.
She sniffed hard, but found that there was no familiar smell of the peony in air.
After a while, the man turned back and put the medicine box on the bedside table. He raised Joan's left foot again: "disinfect and then bandage. It may hurt a little. You can bear it."
Joan couldn't help shaking: "be gentle, I'm afraid of pain..."
Her soft waxy voice successfully reminded Huo Chengzhou of that night.
He looked up at her and just saw the slightly red and swollen eyes, pressing the demeanor of crying, a touch of bright red lips on his white face, and a light pear vortex because of her lips.
The Adam's apple rolled and his eyes were dark. At this moment, he wanted to throw her on the bed and press her under him
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MY BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND
RomanceJohan, who was blind, married his sister to Hochengzhou, whose legs were disabled. On the wedding day, Qiao An said, "Let me introduce myself, Qiao An, 22 years old, an outstanding graduate of Auth Music Academy." Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows...
