Chapter 1389
Good Evening, Mr President!
1389 I will help you rub it.
Chi Chuxia-â
Chi zixian stood up and grabbed his wig in exasperation. He reached out to hold Chu Xiaâs two hands and pinned them against the wall behind him. itâs me! Itâs me!â
âI donât care who you are.â Chu Xia resisted and wanted to hit him again, but then she pretended to realize it later and looked at him in shock. Qianqian, Qianxian? â
Chi zixian released Chu Xiaâs hand. keep pretending! With your lousy guts, didnât you discover this Grandpa? you dare to make a move?â
Chi zixian, on the other hand, could see it clearly.
As he spoke, he took off his white dress.
The dress was also borrowed from sis Hua. Fortunately, sis Huaâs body was wide and fat enough. Otherwise, he would not be able to fit into the dress!
Chu Xia wiped her tears and threw another punch at Chi zixianâs chest! Chi zixian, youâre really sick! Itâs the middle of the night and youâre acting like a ghost to scare people! If mom and dad knew about this, they would beat you to death!â
âAiyo, it hurts ...â
Chi zixian pretended to cover his chest. youâre still hitting me? Iâm injured here!
âYou deserve it even if I hurt you!â
Chu Xia was really going to die of anger from this bastard.
âHow ruthless! Take a look, take a look!â
As Chi zixian spoke, he sat down on the floor and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. He pulled it down, revealing a small part of his sexy and muscular chest. if it werenât for you, I wouldnât have fought with her. Your chest is already in this state, yet youâre still hitting it. Chi Chuxia, do you have a conscience? Donât you think youâre an ungrateful person?â
âYingluo.â Chu Xia was really unable to refute.
She turned on the floor-to-ceiling fishing lamp and squatted down in front of Chi Xian.âLet me see Yingluo.â
Itâs really ...
A patch of bruises!
Chu Xiaâs heart ached and she reached out to touch it. how is it? Does it hurt? Itâs all swollen, Yingying!â
To her surprise, her wrist was grabbed by Chi zixianâs large hand before she could even touch his skin. He stared into Chu Xiaâs eyes and his throat tightened. what are you doing? â Do you think you can touch a manâs body as you please?â
Chu Xiaâs face turned red. what are you thinking? I just wanted to take a look at your injuries!â
âItâs fine.â
Chi zixian let go of Chu Xiaâs hand and began to button his shirt.
âItâs already so swollen, and you still say itâs fine!â
Chu Xia crawled over, reached out, and grabbed his shirt collar. donât force yourself! So what if he was injured? it wasnât something to be ashamed of! Did you apply the medicine? Let me see Yingluo.â
As Chu Xia spoke, she stuck her head out and peeked into the sink.
At that moment, Chi zixian could clearly feel his heart beating wildly because of her sudden approach.
Whatâs more, there was a layer of green flush on her cheeks.
âChi Linlin, Chu Xia!â
His throat tightened.
âNo, no, no! Itâs so swollen, we definitely have to put it on!â
However, Chu Xia did not have the time to care about that. As she spoke, she got up and rummaged through her first aid kit. Very quickly, she found some cotton and ointment before sitting down cross-legged in front of Chi zixian again.
âTake off your clothes!â
Chi Xianâs eyes darkened. do you know what youâre talking about? â
âHurry up! Stop being so wishy-washy!â
Seeing that he was not moving, Chu Xia was so anxious that she decided to do it herself.