Chapter 3800

< br >Chapter 3800 < br >Yao Jing came over with the soup stewed in the kitchen, put it aside, and asked the doctor, "Dr. Chen, how is the wound?" < br >the doctor looked up and saw Qiao Bolin's clear eyes and hurriedly replied, "it's recovering well." < br >Last night, Qiao Bolin turned off the light behind him. After that, Yao Jing was always worried and wanted to see his wound. He said he was fine and wanted to sleep when he was sleepy. < br >in the morning she wanted to untie his clothes and take a look. He grabbed her hand and pressed her under him. His eyes were so hot that he knew what he wanted to do without thinking. < br >she ran away quickly. < br >I was relieved to hear the doctor say that he was all right. < br >the doctor seemed to understand something, so when he left, he couldn't help whispering to Yao Jing, who sent him downstairs. "Miss Yao, it's best to exercise restraint in this situation, Miss Yao." < br >Yao Jing was stupefied at first, then blushed, nodded awkwardly, "I see." < br >the doctor said hurriedly, "it doesn't matter. I'm a doctor and I can understand." < br >Yao Jing became more and more embarrassed and could only keep nodding. < br >when she got back upstairs, looking at the man sitting half against the bed, Yao Jing grabbed the vase next to him and threw it at him. < br >Qiao Bolin did not move, not even blink. < br >Yao Jing, of course, was just scaring him. She withdrew her arms, hugged the vase in her hands, and said angrily, "Why don't you hide?" < br >"I won't hide if you throw a knife!" The man smiled with thin lips and looked at her leisurely. < br >Yao Jing was like a balloon punctured by a knife. She was full of anger. She put down the vase and murmured, "what a shame!" < br >Qiao Bolin frowned and immediately understood. He clenched his teeth and said, "be talkative and talkative. I'll fire him right away!" < br >"No, Dr. Chen is also for your own good. He is a responsible doctor. Why did you fire him?" Yao Jing was busy. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >Qiao Bolin held out his hand to her, "come to me!" < br >Yao Jing sat by the bed and said, "what else do you have to do?" < br >Qiao Bolin took her hand and smiled softly on Jun's face. "Don't be angry. I forced you. You're not ashamed at all!" < br >Yao Jing leaned gently against his waist and said softly, "it's my responsibility. I didn't control it either!" < br >Qiao Bolin couldn't help laughing and stroked her smooth hair. "it's my duty to satisfy you. I can't forget my duty just because I'm hurt!" < br >why is there something wrong with Yao Jing's eye movement? < br >she clapped his hand angrily. "who is it?" < br >she smiled before she finished. < br >Qiao Bolin means that his belly lingers on her face. The bright sunshine and real touch make him feel contented at the bottom of his heart. < br >compared with the days when he lost her, he really felt that God was so kind to him! < br >Yao Jing remembered the soup she had brought, so she got up and brought it and fed it to Qiao Bolin. < br >Qiao Bolin reached out his hand and said, "I'll do it myself!" < br >Yao Jing put the spoon under her lips and blew it gently. She fed it to him and smiled softly. "I'll feed you!" < br >Qiao Bolin certainly enjoyed being fed by beauties. < br >the sun is excellent in the morning, the warm and soft light falls on the bed, and everything around it is quiet and lazy. < br >Yao Jing gave Qiao Bolin a spoonful of soup, while Qiao Bolin kept looking at her. Occasionally, Qiao Bolin looked at her so deeply that he wanted to hold her in his arms and reluctantly put up with it. < br >halfway through the soup, Yao Jing's cell phone rang. It was Shangguan Xia. < br >two days ago, after she got out of danger, she had contacted Shangguanxia, and the two also met. Like Zhang Yinan, Guanxia hugged her and cried as soon as they met. < br >Yao Jing put the soup bowl aside and opened her cell phone to answer it. "Shangguan!" < br >< br/ >< br >