The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Song Jingchen heard her being cold and closed the door subconsciously.

It was only after closing that he realized something was wrong. He should have gone out and closed the door first.

But Shen Yijia stopped looking at him and turned around to get dressed.

Song Jingchen didn't know whether he should enter or exit.

Just as he lowered his eyes and wanted to control the wheelchair to turn his back to Shen Yijia, he suddenly smelled a faint bloody smell at the tip of his nose. Song Jingchen frowned, remembering his purpose for coming in.

"You... hurt?" The tone was serious.

Shen Yijia paused for a while, gritted her teeth and cursed Lin Shao, a traitor, who picked him up, she knew it earlier, she would... hum hum.

Thinking like this in her heart, Shen Yijia's hands moved a little faster, she put on her clothes, walked to Song Jingchen in a few steps, handed over her right palm weakly, and said aggrievedly, "It hurts."

After getting along for so long, Shen Yijia found out that Song Jingchen took her on. In order to avoid Song Jingchen's anger, she decisively acted first and acted pitifully.

How could Song Jingchen not be able to see through her little tricks, but he couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw the bloodstains on her fair palms that were extremely unsightly.

Forgetting the previous embarrassment, he stretched out his hand to gently support Shen Yijia's palm, and the inexplicable irritability in his heart surged again.

Song Jingchen closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he had regained his calm.

"Go and sit on the stool." Song Jingchen said softly.

Shen Yijia's obedient baby is very obedient.

Immediately, he sat upright and watched Song Jingchen with bright eyes as she took the medicine.

On the good medicine, in order to avoid getting wet, Song Jingchen even wrapped her with a cloth.

"Tie a bow, it looks good." Shen Yijia whispered her opinion.

Song Jingchen glanced at her, didn't say a word, silently untied the knot and tied it again.

Shen Yijia: "..."

You look good, I can bear it.

"Don't go up the mountain in the future." Song Jingchen lowered his eyes and said without looking at Shen Yijia's gnashing face.

"How about that..." Shen Yijia blurted out to refute, noticed that something was wrong with Song Jingchen, and reassured, "I'm not all right, this time I was careless, you just let me go, okay? I promise that I won't be hurt again in the future. Here it is. If there is another time, I will listen to you and never go again... No, there will be no next time, I swear."

Song Jingchen heard her tone and knew that he couldn't stop him, sighed, and raised his head to say something.

Because Shen Yijia was sitting slightly higher on the stool, Song Jingchen looked up and saw a small scratch that extended from Shen Yijia's collar to his chin, and his eyes narrowed.

He reached out and squeezed Shen Yijia's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

Shen Yijia secretly said something bad, blinked her eyes and squeezed out a drop of crocodile tears, looked at Song Jingchen pitifully, and did not speak.

Song Jingchen's movements suddenly eased, and he said resignedly: "Apply the medicine yourself or I will ask my mother to come in, you choose one."

"I choose you." Shen Yijia smiled pleasantly.

Song Jingchen: "..."

Suddenly, I remembered the scene I had seen before.

His face flushed red: "Then take the medicine yourself."

Turn around, go out, close the door, all in one go.

It looks more natural if the wheelchair doesn't hit the door.

Shen Yijia was so amused by his reaction that she couldn't help laughing.

(Ask for recommendation tickets and comments, is anyone watching. Anxiety liao...  

If I don't give a ticket, I will take Jia Jia and run away from home, leaving Lemon Chen with you.

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