The marriage is rippling, and the billionaire president is ruthless and domineering

049. Got scratched by a dog. Room 186 is brightly lit.

Lu Youqing was sitting on the sofa holding the phone, his slender fingers were constantly sliding on it, he was concentrating on the phone, and he had a noble and mature temperament.

"Sit down and don't move."

Suddenly, Lu Youqing put away his phone, told Qiao Nian seriously, and then walked towards the kitchen.

After helping Qiao Nian to enter the door, he turned on his mobile phone Baidu's information on how to deal with swollen ankles. After reading the relevant information, he started to move.

Qiao Nian followed him, and after a while, he saw him walking over with an ice pack.

"Cold compress for a while."

After Lu Youqing handed Qiao Nian the ice pack, he went to get the medicine box. When he came back, he saw Qiao Nian frowning. He didn't speak, but a gleam of pity flashed across his black eyes like lacquer.

After a while, Lu Youqing said softly, "It hurts?"

Qiao Nian looked up at him, biting her red lips slightly, and when she met Lu Youqing's concerned eyes, for some reason, her eyes were misty.

Blinking, Qiao Nian quickly adjusted her mood and shook her head.

Lu Youqing sat beside Qiao Nian silently, put her feet on his lap, applied safflower oil, and rubbed her.

"Wearing high heels at home is a disease." It must be cured!

Hearing this, Qiao Nian was slightly taken aback.

Lu Youqing stopped, put the medicine back into the medicine box, and asked, "Is it gone?"

Qiao Nian shook his head and said softly, "It's gone."

"Really?" Lu Youqing frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on her neck. There was an obvious mark on it, which seemed to be pinched by someone. A sharpness flashed in his deep black eyes, and his voice was cold and harsh, "Who did it?" ?”

His handsome face was tense, and he reached out to brush her hair away.

Qiao Nian bit her red lips, and Lu Youqing's caring again made her eyes moist again. At this moment, she felt a little warmth passing by, and that feeling inexplicably touched the softness in her heart.

Over the years, besides Mo Shiyu, Lu Youqing was the second person she came into contact with who cared about her.

Qiao Nian lowered her head slightly, quickly restrained her emotions, and her tone became light-hearted, "I accidentally got scratched by a dog, it's nothing."

Hearing this, Lu Youqing looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to look into her heart, and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Intend?

Qiao Nian still lowered her head and remained silent.

Seeing that Qiao Nian was silent, Lu Youqing changed the subject, "Let's go, let's go out for supper."

"Mr. Lu, thank you, I don't have the habit of eating late at night." She stood up.

Lu Youqing looked at her, an undercurrent flashed in his black eyes.

The sudden alienation made him frown slightly, and he didn't like this sense of distance very much.

"Aren't you hungry?" Lu Youqing asked.

"Thank you, I'm not hungry."

Lu Youqing looked at her calmly, his lacquer-like black eyes were full of undercurrents, hidden turbulence, as if he was slightly displeased at being rejected, his tense handsome face didn't know if he would explode in the next moment, An oppressive atmosphere spread in the air, Qiao Nian didn't dare to look at him, and looked away.

Suddenly, Lu Youqing moved and approached Qiao Nian. When he took a step, Qiao Nian took a step back until she was forced to fall on the sofa.

Lu Youqing leaned over and surrounded her, enveloping her with a dangerous aura all over his body.

Qiao Nian panicked, her eyes flickered, and she forced a calm smile, "Mr. Lu, thank you for your help. It's late, and I want to go back and rest."