Chapter 212 (1/2)

Housekeeper Ji ordered the servant to prepare ginger soup.

After drinking a big bowl and taking a hot bath, Lin Jiangxia felt much better.

When I was lying on the bed playing with my mobile phone, I realized that there had been many replies to the snowman photos sent in my circle of friends.

Most of them are former students. At the moment, they are far apart and have little contact.

Lin Jiangxia is a little regretful that she didn't post the photos of Zhan beiheng, so as to satisfy the envy of those sisters.

Suke praised and sent blessings. Ye Chengye likes it, but he doesn't reply.

Think with your thumb, you can only know ye Chengye's state of mind when he saw the news.

Lin Jiangxia has a headache. He really doesn't know how to deal with his relationship with Ye Chengye.

If not handled well, cocoa will be hurt.

Suke is so lovely and devoted to her. She can't let her get hurt at all.

The door of the bathroom was opened, and Zhan beiheng, who had taken a bath, was rubbing his wet hair with a towel.

He approached the bed and sat beside her.

Lin Jiangxia is still replying to the messages in the circle of friends.

I didn't notice Zhan beiheng's eyes when he fell on her at the moment.

Suddenly, he suddenly lifted the hem of Lin Jiangxia's home uniform.

”Ah!” Lin Jiangxia's reaction was also very fast. He jumped up from the bed almost immediately, pulled the hem mercilessly, turned around and stared at Zhan beiheng: ”brother Zhan! What are you doing! ”

She was questioning, but her cheeks turned red first.

I don't know when brother Zhan became such a hooligan! Sure enough, men are birds of a feather, and Lien Chan's brother is no exception!

But he is the fiance after all. The fiance wants something. Maybe he should meet him.

Lin Jiangxia's head naturally makes up some pictures that are not suitable for children, and his face is even more red.

”What's the matter with your waist?” Zhan beiheng frowned and asked in a very low voice.

”Ah?” For a moment, Lin Jiangxia failed to react.

”Your waist seems to be hurt.” He asked again.

Lin Jiangxia patted her forehead and remembered that her waist had hit the edge of the table.

”No... nothing!” Her instinctive, flustered explanation.

Zhan beiheng had no good impression on Lin Leyu. If he was told that Lin Leyu caused her waist injury, he still didn't know how to deal with Lin Leyu!

Maybe they'll tie it up again and beat it up.

It's better not to create complications.

Without saying a word, Zhan beiheng just grabbed her like a child and pressed her on the bed.

She was forced to lie there, and the dress at the back waist was lifted up by him. This posture was like the picture of a wrong child being spanked on the bed. It was really shameful.

”It's so swollen that you told me it's okay?” Zhan beiheng's tone has stood in silence.

”Ah, I accidentally hit the table today. Did you see a long trace? That's right. I hit the edge of the table!” The highest level of lying is to tell half the truth and half the lie.