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    "Jiang Ci, you are doing... ah, you are bleeding."

    Jiang Ci stood in front of the sink, dressed in black pajamas, tall and tall, but his face was not very good-looking.

    Su Yue's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, she hurried to Jiang Ci's side, looking at his right cheek, which was scratched and bleeding continuously, her eyes filled with anxiety, "How did you do it? Come out quickly, I'll give it to you. Rub the medicine." I don't know if it will leave a scar.

    Kicked away the iron shelf that fell at her feet, and there were still a bunch of bottles and jars. Su Yue was about to reach out and lead Jiang Ci to take him out. For a moment, she remembered the last time He Xiaoqin touched Jiang Ci's hand. The scene where she kept begging for mercy was because He Xiaoqin touched Jiang Ci's hand and angered Jiang Ci, so she had a headache and heard the bell.

    Su Yue's hand turned to pull on the hem of Jiang Ci's black pajamas, "Let's go."

    The living room is quiet.

    Su Yue approached Jiang Ci to see his wound. The man's pale face was scratched with a finger-length wound. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the skin on the surface was scratched. Hit him.

    "Your left face is already disfigured, do you want a symmetry on your right face?" she whispered, "I'm not afraid of being ugly."

    Jiang Ci was sitting beside the bed, Su Yue was very close, and he smelled the faint scent of milk on her body again. His eyelids were lifted lazily, not caring, "I can't see it anyway." Ugly was not as ugly as his eyes.

    Su Yue was taken aback: "..."

    She took a deep breath, carefully wiped the blood from his face with a cotton swab, and then dipped it in disinfectant.

    "pain?"

    Feeling the muscles on the man's face twitching, Su Yue quickly eased her strength and gently blew on his wound.

    There was a strange feeling on his face, and Jiang Ci tightened his face.

    His face was pale, and now there was a scar, which made him look a bit pitiful, and Su Yue's movements of applying medicine became more gentle.

    "Are you sure you can apply medicine?" Jiang Ci sneered.

    This man is too embarrassed to despise her!

    Su Yue glared at him, met the man's dark eyes without any focus, and lowered her eyes again. Tear off the hemostatic sticker, and she stuck it directly on his wound.

    With the burning scar on one side and the ugly hemostatic sticker on the other, this face is really unsightly.

    "Why didn't you ask me to help you?" She is not a hard-hearted person. If he asks her for help, she will answer.

    Jiang Ci turned his head, because Su Yue was very close to him, and the milk smell on the tip of his nose became clearer.

    Su Yue blinked and looked at the straight bridge of the nose of the man in front of her. Inexplicably, her face was a little hot, especially when she met Shang Jiangci's eyes at close range. Even if she knew that the other party couldn't see her, she still had the panic of falling into a bottomless pit. feel.

    Jiang Ci's thin lips curled up, "I called you ten times. However, you slept soundly and snored."

    Su Yue blushed and became hot. "You lie, I never snort when I sleep." After speaking, she realized that her current body is not hers, and fat people are indeed prone to snoring.

    Even if Jiang Ci couldn't see it, she felt that her face was already on fire.

    lose weight!

    Must lose weight!

    "I fell asleep very late last night, so I slept quite deeply."

    Su Yue glanced at the big bed behind her and complained, "Jiang Ci, I want to sleep on the bed. The sofa is too small, which seriously affects the quality of my sleep." Before she put it on, the mattress she slept on was top-notch, even outside During filming, the hotel accommodation conditions are also very good. Where is it like now, I can only sleep on a sofa in frustration.

    This small western-style building has only two rooms, one is Jiang Ci's room, and the other is Jiang Haoyan's room. The original owner hated Jiang Ci. Since the original owner married Jiang Ci, the two have never slept in the same bed.

    In my memory, in winter, the original owner slept on the sofa and was half dead. She didn't want to be so stupid and put the big comfortable bed to sleep.

    "You want to go to my bed?" Jiang Ci reached out and wiped the hemostatic patch on his face. Hearing Su Yue's words, he raised his eyebrows and his voice was cold.

    No matter how dark the complexion of Su Yue's face was, she also showed redness at this moment: "..."

    She took another deep breath, her voice mumbled softly, but with a bit of annoyance, "We are husband and wife, and this bed is half of mine!" What does it mean to go to his bed!

    Jiang Ci snorted, "Whatever you want, but if you disturb my sleep, I will throw you out of bed!"

    "No, I've always slept well." Su Yue thought of the snoring he just said, and her face turned red again, "If you're worried, we can divide the world of Chu, Han, and Han."

    Jiang Ci hummed and didn't respond.

    It was a young maid who brought breakfast today.

    The servant held the box full of breakfast, lowered his head, and walked into the room timidly, "Master Jiang Ci, Young Madam, breakfast is here."

    "Put it on the table."

    Su Yue looked at the young servant, looked at the other's slightly trembling hands, and the gesture of wanting to lower her head to the ground, Su Yue pursed her lips, tsk, another person who is afraid of Jiang Ci.

    After getting along for the past two days, Su Yue relied on herself to know when Jiang Ci was angry, and most of her fear of him disappeared. She was not so afraid of him when she first met.

    At this time, Jiang Haoyan appeared in the room on time with the coriander in his arms. The coriander was not small, and the little guy was obviously struggling to hold it. He staggered to Jiang Ci's side, looked up at him with his little head raised, his big eyes bright, "Dad, good morning."

    "Well." Jiang Ci nodded, in response to him.

    "Dad, what's wrong with your face?" Jiang Haoyan's milky voice was a little anxious when he saw Jiang Ci's face was stuck with a hemostatic sticker. He used it when he hurt his finger before, knowing that it was only used when he was injured.

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