Jingxiu's face changed slightly. She remembered that a few seconds before the light fell, the waitress was standing beside Ji Youyan, holding hot soup, ready to serve.

Ji Yuyan felt the pain only after realizing it. She pushed the waitress's frantic hand away, pulled her trousers, and gasped.

Others also noticed the situation on her side, and panicked and asked: "Mr. Ji, what's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

Su Lihang was beside her, she understood what was happening at once, and answered for her, "Mr. Ji was scalded by the soup from the waiter."

Jingxiu's brows and eyes darkened, and he reached out to touch Ji Yuyan's wet thigh to test the heat.

Ji Youyan put his hand on the back of her hand, patted it twice, and said with a white face, "I'm fine."

Seeing her pretending to smile with ease, Jingxiu pursed her thin lips even tighter.

The waitress was at a loss and couldn't stop crying and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Zhou Kangcheng was already calling the hotel manager to hold the crystal lamp accountable. Chen Desheng was also annoyed, and there was no place for his evil fire to come out. He walked over quickly, pushed the waitress away, and roared, "Will you do something, go and ask your manager to come over."

It was inconvenient for him to probe Ji Yuyan's burns too carefully, so he slowed down and said to Ji Yuyan: "Mr. Ji, I will send you to the hospital immediately. Can you still go?"

Ji Youyan pulled the wet and hot trouser legs away from the skin, relieved the pain, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's not that serious. The soup is not particularly hot." The pain is still tolerable, so she guesses it shouldn't be too serious.

She looked at the waitress who was crying so hard that she didn't dare to leave, and she felt a little soft-hearted. He looks like he's in his twenties at most. Ji Youyan let out a little laugh, comforting Chen Desheng and said, "Director Chen, let the little girl go. I guess she was frightened by the fall of the lamp before she slipped. I don't mind, just a small problem."

Chen Desheng was still angry, a little unwilling, glared at the waiter, and backed down: "Leave the name and job number."

Ji Youyan stood up, shook her trouser legs, and said to Chen Desheng again, "Forget it, Director Chen." She patted the choking waitress on the shoulder and said gently, "Be careful next time, it's alright, let's go."

The parties have no opinion, and Chen Desheng can't say anything.

Ji Youyan took the handbag and said to everyone: "I have to work hard for everyone to take care of the aftermath, so I will go back to my room and change my clothes first."

Chen Desheng said worriedly, "Mr. Ji should go to the hospital for a look." Everyone agreed.

Ji Youyan smiled and said: "I'll go upstairs first, if it's serious, I'll go. Don't worry." She pointed to her legs and joked: "I still want to wear skirts, I know the importance. of."

When she went out, she called Lin Yue and asked if Lin Yue brought scalding cream when she came? Lin Yue ate in the private room next door and said no, so Ji Youyan asked Lin Yue to ask the medical doctor of the show team for it.

She pulled her trousers off her skin, and as soon as she returned to the room, she took off her trousers to check the injury. Sure enough, there was a lot of redness in the upper middle and upper thighs, but luckily there was no blistering or peeling, and it didn't look too serious.

There was the sound of a door opening and closing outside, followed by the sound of high heels approaching, followed by a knock on the door.

Ji Youyan didn't think much about it, thinking that Lin Yue had brought the medicine. She opened the door with her bare legs and greeted, "So fast?"

As a result, after taking a closer look, who was standing outside the door was Lin Yue, but Jingxiu with a face as deep as water.

Ji Yuyan was dumbfounded.

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Chapter 18

"I...I thought it was Lin Yue." Ji You stuttered a little when he saw that it was Jingxiu.

Jingxiu nodded slightly, his eyes moved down, and his eyes were fixed on her long naked legs. Is it possible for Lin Yue to be naked like this? Jingxiu's expression darkened.

Ji Youyan followed Jingxiu's gaze down, her face flushed red, and while trying to lengthen her clothes, she said embarrassedly, "Wait a moment." Then, before Jingxiu could respond, she hurriedly closed the door and jumped back to look through the closet.

Jingxiu was locked out of the door and sighed heavily. just glanced at it roughly, and legs looked a little red, but fortunately it didn't seem to be particularly serious. Her face darkened slightly.

"Where's Lin Yue? I'll ask Yao Xiao to take you to the hospital." Jingxiu's voice came through the thick wooden door.

In the winter, Ji Youyan didn't bring shorts, so he finally pulled out a pair of loose wide-leg trousers and put them on. Hearing Jingxiu's question, she paused, biting her lips and snickering uncontrollably.

Is Jingxiu caring about her?

She put on her trousers, walked back to the door quickly, opened the door and responded, "Yueyue should go buy me a scald cream. You don't have to go to the hospital, it's okay, it's just a little red, just rinse it with water."

After finishing speaking, Ji Youyan took off the cotton mop, walked into the glass room naturally, rolled up his trouser legs, took off the shower head and opened it, helplessly laughing at himself: "If you appear in the hospital and are photographed, you may be caught by the media again. What a story to make up. I won't work hard for them to waste brain cells."

She bent over, holding the shower head in one hand and pulling the pants on both sides to keep them from sliding down, obviously it was a little difficult. The trouser leg on the right couldn't be pulled all the way with one hand, and it began to slide down, and some of it got wet. Ji Youyan couldn't move her hand to pull it up, and was about to use the hand holding the shower head to turn off the faucet, when a slender hand appeared in her field of vision.

Jingxiu bent down, and his hands gently helped her to fold the trouser leg that slipped on the right side carefully. From time to time, her fingertips with a little bit of heat touched Ji Yuyan's skin that was extremely sensitive to the cold water, and Ji Yuyan couldn't help swallowing her throat.

After folding the trousers, Jingxiu stretched out his hand to take the shower head in her hand, and said lightly, "Just press the trouser legs."