Domineering daddy bullying into the door

Wen Tong took a breath, and suddenly a big palm held her foot.

The owner of the big palm finally showed some expression. He looked at Wen Tong's red and swollen feet with dark eyes, and pressed his hands.

"Pain—" Wen Tong exclaimed, struggling in pain.

However, the man suddenly approached her and kissed her lips.

Wen Tong was dazed by the kiss, and his foot seemed to be hurting again, but he was quickly caught by the kiss that was still going on, and the pain was not so obvious.

Just when Wen Tong started to enjoy the kiss, the man left mercilessly. A look of disappointment flashed across Wen Tong's brows, and he touched his lips guiltily.

Ah, she actually started to like the feeling of kissing, Wen Tong felt so ashamed!
"Do you still want it?" The man squeezed the hands holding her feet again, as if asking casually.

Wen Tong couldn't feel the big pain anymore, she blushed and shook her head, of course she didn't dare to admit that she still wanted... kiss.

Hearing this, the man coldly looked away, picked up the medicine with one hand, and applied it to Wen Tong.

"Second Master, my feet don't seem to be hurting..." Wen Tong changed the subject.

Long Li: "Broken bone, it's taken back."
"Ah? Broken bones...I'm really useless." Wen Tong said distressedly, kicking anyone can break his bones!
"Baby saved me, who said it's useless?" The man's magnetic voice sounded lingeringly, Wen Tong lowered his eyes in embarrassment, suddenly thought of something, then looked up at Long Li, seeing that Long Li's expression was still cold, he was shocked. Without looking up at her, he lost again.

She could feel that Long Li was still angry.

But why are you angry!

Wen Tong recalled what Long Li said just now, and suddenly realized who "he" was.

Hastily said: "Second Master, I asked where you are today and you didn't tell me, I was worried about you, so I came to look for you with your brother———"
Wen Tong yelled in pain, it turned out that Long Li was using a splint to fix Wen Tong's fracture, and he tightened the splint with a little force.

"Recover for a month." Long Li said, as if he didn't hear Wen Tong's words just now.

"Well... I'll take a wheelchair, just as your wheelchair is no longer needed." Wen Tong said, looking at Long Li cautiously, "Second Master, are you angry? Blame me for not being obedient at home? Still with your brother..."
Long Li pursed his lips tightly, his face was cold, his eyes fell on Wen Tong's arm, Wen Tong understood something, and took the initiative to unbutton his jacket and remove a sleeve.

The white skin is so exposed, it is a test of a man's restraint.

"Hmm—it's all purple, and the place where it's purple hurts." Wen Tong said, and raised his arms after speaking, and looked at Long Li with a bright smile, "But there is no fracture, just take some medicine and it will be fine. "
Long Li was absent-minded for a moment, then quickly recovered into a cold look, stretched out his hand, and carefully applied the medicine to Wen Tong.

Whenever Wen Tong showed a little pain, Long Li's movements would be more gentle, and in the end, he was as careful as if Wen Tong was a porcelain doll, applying medicine to her little by little with a cotton swab.

Wen Tong greedily looked at Long Li's serious and gentle appearance, such a second master is rare.

In fact, the second master is usually not considered violent, but when she thought of being on the bed—Wen Tong had a headache, and every time she experienced it, she seemed to be crushed back into her mind, and she subconsciously took a deep breath in pain.

Long Li looked at Wen Tong annoyed, "Is the strength still heavy?"
Wen Tong blushed and shook his head.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing Wen Tong regaining consciousness, Long Li's face turned cold again.