Chapter 2801: Fried bean sprouts with scallions: Have You Gone Bad? Translation
The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
When Xin Ya came out, she searched for a while before she found ye Cong in the resting area.
After all, it was easy to find a man like ye Cong at a glance. It was not an exaggeration to say that he stood out from the crowd.
Xin Ya sat down opposite him and looked at the food on the table. She reached out and rubbed her stomach. âBoss.â
Ye Cong raised his eyelids and continued eating. âDidnât you already eat?â
Xin Ya placed her chin on the table. âThen you didnât say you wanted to eat here, did you?â
âYou still want to talk about common sense?âYe Cong continued eating.
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
She felt like her heart was being stabbed again.
But she still wanted to eat.
Xin Ya slowly reached out and wanted to take the steamed buns on it. She also had to be careful not to be seen by Ye Cong.
However, when Xin ya got closer, Ye Cong directly hit the back of her hand with his chopsticks.
Xin Ya cried out in pain and suddenly retracted her hand. She looked at the man opposite her who was continuing to eat. As expected, he was still as excessive as before.
Ye Cong continued to eat. He looked at the time. If he had a rest today, he might not arrive until tomorrow night. According to Xin Ya, it would take a few hours to get off the car, so it was best not to rest tonight.
However, he had to deal with the injury on his back first. Otherwise, he might not be able to drive the car to his destination.
After dinner, Ye Cong packed two drawers of Xiaolongbao and millet porridge.
âYou donât want to take it?âYe Cong paid and looked at Xin ya who had not moved.
âYes, yes, yes.âXin Ya did not have time to react before she hugged the lunch box in her arms. Eating was more important.
After the two of them got into the car, Ye Cong threw a tube of medicine at Xin Ya. Xin Ya took it in a flurry and looked at Ye Cong in confusion, as if she was asking him what he meant.
Ye Cong turned on the light on the roof of the car and reached out to unbutton his shirt.
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
âY-y-you, what are you doing?âXin Ya said as she threw away the ointment in her hand with a shocked expression.
Ye Cong paused in his action of taking off his clothes. He looked at the frightened girl who was covering her face with both hands and then looked down at the ointment that was thrown on the ground.
âWhat are you thinking about?âYe Cong continued to take off his clothes. His shoulder was injured, so his action of taking off his clothes was a little slow. âPick it up for me.â
âI wonât, I wonât, I wonât agree to it. You actually still want to use that kind of thing.âXin Ya covered her face and stammered.
Wonât agree to it?
Hey, this heartless girl, she wonât even help me apply the medicine?
But wait â
What kind of thing?
Ye Cong lowered his head to look at the ointment on the ground again, and then looked at Xin Ya, who was now so shy that her neck had turned red.
Ye Cong bent down to pick up the ointment. He twirled it in his palm and walked two rounds before getting closer to Xin Ya. âIf you donât agree to it, why donât you get out of the car? Donât tell me that covering your face means that you want to reject it?â
âThatâs not true.âXin Yaâs embarrassed face exploded. She suddenly reached out and pushed ye Cong.
âHiss ââbecause he was pressed on his wound, Ye Cong took a deep breath and leaned back on the chair.
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
Ye Cong saw the expression on Xin Yaâs face change from shyness to shock. He directly threw the ointment in his hand over. âApply the ointment.â
Xin Ya hurriedly reached out to catch it, and her gaze fell on his bloody shoulder. âHow did you do it?â
âWho taught you these messy things?âYe Cong did not answer the question. He even knew about the moisturizing ointment. It seemed that he had to investigate carefully when he went back. who had taught his little white bad.