Chapter 333 (1/2)

Quan Feng holds Cheng Ying's hand. He feels that her hand is thinner. He subconsciously holds it more tightly.

Cheng Ying felt his grip, slightly raised his lips and said with a smile, "where are you taking me?"

Right uncle doesn't talk, just a little rude with him into a room put sundries.

Cheng Ying can feel that the man's mood in front of him is not very good. Maybe he broke into the kitchen and disturbed his work.

She wanted to apologize, but found that the man released his hand, the next moment, came his cold voice: "sit down!"

Cheng Ying looked at the antique chair behind him and sat down obediently.

Right uncle very skilfully found the medicine box, opened, took out the swelling and scalding ointment.

Cheng Ying looked at his action, slightly surprised.

Uncle Quan turned around and squatted in front of her. His big hand rudely pulled her sleeve up.

Cheng Ying's coat is a long windbreaker with tight and narrow cuffs. Uncle Quan drags it for a while, but he doesn't push her sleeve up.

"Take off your coat!" Uncle Quan is a little impatient. He orders directly.

Cheng Ying is still obedient to take off the coat, inside is a light blue sweater, she will roll up the sleeve.

The exposed skin is only red and swollen. Because it's winter now, she wears more clothes. Although she did feel some pain just now, the area of scald is not large, and there is no history of redness and swelling.

"Quan Feng, can you be gentle with me? Don't be fierce. " Cheng Ying shows his not serious wound and pleads with him in a low voice.

"Do you still think you are a young lady?" Uncle Quan gave a sneer.

Cheng Ying sighed: "I'm not a big lady for a long time. I just want to be an ordinary woman."

"Are you ordinary? In the morning, I'm going to murder the future president with a gun. " Uncle Quan sneered again.

Cheng Ying was stunned. Her face was slightly pale under her delicate makeup.

"I remember you said before that you didn't like me to be involved in these fights." Cheng Ying laughs at himself.

Uncle Quan squeezed out a little ointment, and when he applied it on her scalded skin, his action was already three points softer unconsciously.

"You never listen to me." Uncle Quan laughed at himself.

"In the past, I was too rebellious because I was young, but now, I really want to listen to you. I won't do what you say I won't do, really." Cheng Ying softened her voice and her eyes were full of gentle light.

Uncle Quan's face was stiff.

"Go to the living room and wait. You'll be able to eat soon." After applying the ointment for her, uncle Quan stood up and went out.

Cheng Ying looks at his back and smiles bitterly.

Life is really wonderful, before, he ran after himself, now, he ran after him.

But she did not feel that this is a very low self-esteem, very humiliating thing.

She feels that it's never too late to love someone seriously.