"Just a few days ago, Aunt Yuan called me and asked if you had called me. She said she couldn't contact you and she was very worried about you."

The light in his eyes instantly dimmed.

Cheng Beibei didn't notice anything hidden by the sunglasses...

"I'm not talking about you. You are such an old person and you really don't give Aunt Yuan peace of mind. Isn't there a saying in China that a child travels a thousand miles and a mother worries? Italy is so far away. How much does Aunt Yuan care about you? No.

I know how to call my aunt often, what a naughty kid."

Cheng Beibei poked Feng Qingyu's body, as if educating him.

The injury on his body was not healed, Cheng Beibei poked it with his finger, causing Feng Qingyu's complexion to change slightly.

This time Cheng Beibei noticed something wrong and looked at Feng Qingyu's expression...

"What’s wrong with you?"

"fine."

"parking."

Cheng Beibei's voice rose slightly...

Feng Qingyu glanced at Cheng Beibei and the car stopped aside.

"Are you hurt?"

Only then did Cheng Beibei realize that Feng Qingyu's complexion was not right, and there was not much color on his face. He stretched out his hand to roll up Feng Qingyu's dark shirt. Seeing Cheng Beibei approaching him, Feng Qingyu rolled up his shirt, and finally used his big hands to

There is no stopping.

Cheng Beibei looked at the wounds. There were wounds everywhere on the strong muscles of her arms. Just looking at her arms already made her feel very painful. Cheng Beibei's brows furrowed.

"Go to my house."

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"Sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll get the medical kit to bandage you."

Cheng Beibei warned Feng Qingyu, and then stood up to get the medical kit.

Feng Qingyu looked at the decoration and layout of the house. There were traces of the two of them everywhere. His heart tightened inexplicably, and his complexion became even worse.

Cheng Beibei walked over quickly and told Feng Qingyu: "Take off your shirt."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Beibei noticed some ambiguity, coughed lightly, and her face turned crimson.

Feng Qingyu unbuttoned his shirt. Cheng Beibei looked at Feng Qingyu's scars, and the blush quickly dissipated from his face. He frowned and didn't move for a long time.

She never thought it would be such a serious injury...

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Why don't you fly back after such a serious injury?"

I couldn't help but talk about it. In the past three years of companionship, the relationship between the two of them has become much closer. He loves her as if he were his own sister. How could she not understand how good he is to her? Although

He usually bickers, but Cheng Beibei knows that he is good to her and very good.

Seeing the injuries all over his body, I still felt very uncomfortable.

Feng Qingyu looked at Cheng Beibei's flawless face at close range. His hand hanging aside quietly tightened, resisting the urge to touch and hug her.

"Be patient, it might hurt a little."

Cheng Beibei muttered, but she still disinfected her hands gently and bandaged him.

In fact, it is nothing for Feng Qingyu that the wound is like this. In the eyes of ordinary people, such an injury requires recuperation in bed, but for him...

After dealing with the person who was playing tricks this time, my first thought was to go back to City S...

Even just looking at her...

Three thousand words updated today...see you tomorrow...

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