Before dark, Quan Moting's car was parked at the gate of Zijin Garden.

  The man almost got out of the car, and the two guys who had been waiting in Zijinyuan for a long time greeted them one after the other.

  Fu Caian took the lead in taking Quan Moting's jacket and chatted diligently, "Second brother, is this trip going well?"

   "Aren't you talking nonsense? The second brother goes out, so it must be smooth."

  The Great Demon King was wearing a delicate black suit, his fingertips brushed his neckline, and he slowly unbuttoned the top button. The black gem cufflinks were dyed with a charming luster.

   is also like his swaying handsome face.

   "How is she doing now?" Quan Moting's thin lips moved slightly, and his dark and deep phoenix eyes showed no starlight.

   Fu Yanang touched his nose and touched Nanfeng with his elbow.

  Nanfeng cleared his throat and reluctantly said weakly, "The situation, no, it's not particularly good, but it has stabilized."

   Quan Moting heard the key words and raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, "Tell the truth."

   "Second brother, let's put it this way, my sister-in-law suffered a severe whiplash, and she was still soaked in the river for a long time, so she had a high fever when she was rescued. Now the fever has subsided, but she has not woken up yet."

   As for those wounds, even if Fu Caian didn't say anything, Quan Moting could imagine what would happen in the hands of those people.

Seeing that Quan Moting didn't say anything, Fu Siang simply spoke up boldly, "Second brother, it's not me who said that you shouldn't have cooperated with Luo Xie from the beginning, he can harm his sister-in-law like this, he clearly didn't put you in the In the eyes, how can a person with such a well-deserved deed be able to accomplish anything."

  Since Fu Yanang opened his mouth, Nan Feng couldn't help but say something from his heart.

   "Second brother, it's obvious that Luo Xie has bad intentions. Once sister-in-law finds out about your deal with Luo Xie, she will definitely be angry."

   is any woman, designed by her husband and others.

   almost got caught.

   Whoever knew it would be **** to death.

   Quan Moting was obviously unmoved, glanced at Fu Sianang, and said lightly, "As long as you don't talk much, she will never know."

   They said this as if no one else was there, and didn't even notice a shaky woman standing at the corner upstairs.

  Su Qingqing was leaning against the wall with one hand, her face was pale and her limbs were weak, Quan Moting's words echoed in her ears, she could hear her being distracted, and her throat was so dry that she couldn't make any sound at all.

   She has always known that this man is very thoughtful, and the city is very deep, and the calm on the surface is just to cover up the real undercurrent.

  You can get along day and night, under the same roof, even if you can't deliver your sincerity, there can still be a little warmth between each other.

   At least, Su Qingqing feels that there is no love between men and women, and there can be a trace of goodwill.

   Even when Su Qingqing opened her eyes, all she thought of was Quan Moting's face.

  How ridiculous, how ridiculous.

   "Sister-in-law, where have you been and when did you wake up?"

  Lan Qiongqiong came out of her room, just in time to meet Su Qingqing returning in despair, her expression was extremely desperate, and she couldn't help but groan in her heart.

   "Sister-in-law~"

   She called out again, and what came up was Su Qingqing's calm and sad eyes.

   Hearing her weak, "I'm a little hungry, please ask Qiongqiong to ask Aunt Fu to cook me some porridge."

   "Okay, sister-in-law, I'll help you go back to your room first."

  Su Qingqing nodded, accepting Lan Qiongqiong's "diligence" with pleasure, not the slightest surprise at her sudden obedience.

   Soon, Lan Qiongqiong left the room on the front foot, and Quan Moting led Nanfeng in the back foot.

   He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and his long legs were straight and strong. His handsome face could not hide his tiredness, but it never affected his elegant and charming temperament.

   "Nanfeng, show her another look."

   Quan Moting naturally walked towards Su Qingqing, his narrow and deep phoenix eyes locked on her bloodless and pale face, and the ink-colored pupils were full of worry.

   "The fever has subsided, there is nothing serious, but the body is relatively weak and needs to be taken care of."

  Nanfeng didn't notice the embarrassment in the air, and grinned with big white teeth.

   "Sister-in-law, don't worry, with me here, I promise to treat your injury well. In less than three months, your skin will definitely..."

  Su Qingqing said without a smile, "Smooth as ever, right?"

   Nanfeng had already told her once when we first met.

   It’s just that the situation is different, the position is different, and the mentality is different.

  Nanfeng scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Look at my memory, then my sister-in-law has a good rest, I... will not disturb the second brother and sister-in-law."

   This guy can't do anything else, his eyesight is not bad at last, and the person who just finished the speech has disappeared without a trace.

   "How are you feeling now?"

  The man naturally stretched his hand to Su Qingqing's cheek.

  Su Qingqing's eyes flickered slightly, she recognized her face subconsciously, and said in a light tone, "In addition to pain, it still hurts."

   "In my impression, you are not that easy to show weakness. If it really hurts, let Nanfeng prescribe some painkillers."

   Su Qingqing heard these words and thought it was ridiculous. Second Master Quan was so smart, couldn't he hear what she meant?

   It’s not that you don’t understand, it’s deliberately pretending you don’t understand.

   Even if he pretended to be confused, Su Qingqing would not pierce the last layer of window paper.

   "Forget the painkillers. If you take too much, there will be side effects. Now I just want to eat something and get a good night's sleep."

  Su Qingqing sighed silently, her eyes gradually became cold, and she woke up after a sleep, maybe everything will be different, but not necessarily.

  The woman lowered her head and leaned aside, her mood was low, she rarely spoke, and looked petite, weak and aggrieved.

   Quan Moting just thought she was frightened and suffered, and lowered her voice to coax her, "Okay, you can sleep at ease, I'll accompany you."

   "Second Master, has nothing to do?" Su Qingqing's tone was slightly cold, and it was difficult to hide her displeasure and anger in her words.

   "That, brother, the porridge is ready, do you want to eat it now, sister-in-law?"

  Lan Qiongqiong was standing at the door with the porridge in her hand. She didn't enter, and she didn't enter. Her little face the size of her palm was wrinkled, for fear of breaking in by mistake and being silenced by one of them.

   woo woo woo, so scary.

  Brother Ting is scary enough on weekdays, but sister-in-law looks weird today.

   It’s like… I feel like a different person.

   Quan Moting got up and walked to the door, naturally took the porridge on the tray, "Qiongqiong, I'm here, you go back to do your homework first."

   Quan Moting was very calm, and sent Lan Qiongqiong casually, and then he slowly spooned the porridge to his mouth and blew.

   After the porridge was not so hot, it was extremely gentle and brought to Su Qingqing's dry lips.

  The man was not in a hurry to answer her question, his voice became more provocative, "Try the taste, if you like it, you can eat more, I'll feed you."

   "You don't have to worry about these little things, Second Master. I have hands and feet myself, so I won't have to stretch out my hands and eat to open my mouth."