"That...I..."

The youngest pointed at himself at the willingness with a confused look on his face, and then pointed at the finger beam was useless. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Even if he stayed, he felt that the atmosphere was so awkward.

Especially his attributes that he might cause trouble if he says serious words, so he dare not stay at this time. So as soon as he gets willingly, he immediately disappears from here tactfully.

He looked at Ren Xing, who was willing to cherish his head, and couldn't help but want to touch her head to comfort her, but when he thought that she didn't like it, his hand that stretched out flipped back.

Finally, I pulled a chair over and sat next to her, but for a moment I didn't know how to comfort her.

He is not a very good at communicating person.

Not someone who can coax people.

Especially in this case.

In fact, he knew very well that Liang Wuyong was coming for him, but it only affected Ren Xing for no reason.

Liang Wuyong has been with him for so many years and knows him the most.

He must have noticed the changes in his mind, so he was reminding him to put away those thoughts he shouldn't have, and reminding him to know what he was doing. It was impossible for him and Ren Xing to do so. He would not have any result except causing trouble.

He knew that Liang Wuyong was all for his own good, but seeing Ren Xing feel unhappy, he inevitably blamed him.

After all, what's wrong with Lucky?

He took out the ointment that Liuqi gave him, and he could just apply medicine to her at this time.

This ointment is said to be passed down from the Liuqi family and has a particularly good effect on scar removal. It is applied evenly on the scar on her palm, and then rubbed it with the root of her palm, three times a day, five to ten minutes each time, which is particularly effective for wounds that have just been scabbed.

Liuqi is on duty with Wuque, so this matter is naturally his.

Even if Liuqi is not on duty, he has no intention of letting him come.

He just doesn't like her being close to others.

Ren Xing's hands were small and soft, and looked like a child's hand, but he didn't expect that when fighting, he was not vague and was quite powerful.

Although it is incomparable to them.

But why compare with them?

It would be fine if she did this, she would be the cutest.

He even looked at her and would often fantasize about the future.

At that time, her head turned white, her teeth fell off, and she was wearing a pair of reading glasses. Then she always stared at her eyes stubbornly and argued with him with all kinds of fallacies.

Haha, it's fun to think about it.

But Liang Wuying said right, how long can he stay by her side...

Maybe in the end, she wouldn't even know that he liked her...

"It's time for this hand."

Ren Xing pouted, stretched out his other hand in suffocation, and then the hand that had finished massage picked up the form left by Liang Wuyong for her to see.

The only feeling is the dazzling.

"Really, this is the number five font, why not use the number four font? A piece of paper cannot print two pieces. It's not that there is no paper in the printer. Do you want to be so stingy? " Ren Xing muttered dissatisfiedly, with a hint of grievance in his voice, and then he remembered, "This is my printing paper, not his..."

While willing to massage her other hand, I couldn't help laughing and crying while listening to her mumblings, so I told her, "The printer ink was bought by Liang Wuyong for money."
Chapter completed!