Chapter 93

She lowered her eyebrows and half squatted in front of Jiang shaoxun, picked up his bloody hand, and said in a thick nasal voice, "Why are you so careless? Does it hurt?"

The pain on the hand can endure, but Jiang shaoxun still frowns gently: "pain."

This sound of pain, make Changhuan more distressed, distressed to tears constantly from the cheek down.

Under the guidance of the medical staff, Changhuan carefully cleaned the glass slag on his palm. The glass slag picked out brought out blood beads. She sniffed: "you bear it, I'll take it easy."

He usually said this in her ear late at night, but today he heard her say it under such circumstances.

Jiang shaoxun low "Er" A: "you light point!"

Changhuan seems to think of something, holding Jiang shaoxun's hand also can't help but force up, all this time, and the mood to joke.

Some of her warm tears still fell on his palm, carefully bandaging his wound, which made Jiang shaoxun just want to hold her in his arms.

Jiang shaoxun waves impatiently, and Song Heng blasts out all the people in the lounge.

Just now, the people in the crew were not sure about the relationship between Changhuan and Jiang shaoxun, but now they can be completely sure. The boss has a crush on Nie Changhuan. As for Nie Changhuan's attitude, they don't know.

Chang Huan only paid attention to dressing Jiang shaoxun's wound, but didn't pay any attention at all. Now there are only two of them left in the rest room.

There were several scratched wounds on his palm. At first sight, he crushed the cup abruptly. Chang Huan could not help chattering: "where did my teacup provoke you?"

"The owner of the teacup has offended me."

Chang Huan was not happy with this. She pursed her lips and murmured, "it's you who provoked me. Am I just acting?"

He didn't want her to accept other people's flowers and didn't see him send them himself. The more she thought about it, the more unfair she felt. Indignantly, she bandaged Jiang shaoxun's hand and got up to leave.

But as soon as he got up, Jiang shaoxun took her hand and let her fall into his arms.

Chang Huan is stiff all over. She pushes Jiang shaoxun away: "someone... Don't do that."

"Just me and you."

Jiang shaoxun's voice, such as a subwoofer, rings in her ears. Chang Huan finds out that the only thing left in the rest room is her and Jiang shaoxun. Now... It's really hard to clear the relationship between her and Jiang shaoxun.

Changhuan seems to have sunk into the bottom of the sea, surrounded by the darkness that suffocates her.

Jiang shaoxun buttoned her waist and called out coldly: "Nie Changhuan."

Nie Changhuan looks at Jiang shaoxun with a complicated look. With a weak smile, he grabs the subtle folds of his shirt and says, "can you not say I'm your lover when exposed by the media?"

Jiang shaoxun's voice squeezed out from his teeth: "to be my lover is such a shame?"

Throughout Chengdu, I don't know how many women want to climb into his bed. He gives this love to Nie Changhuan. What else is she dissatisfied with?

Chang Huan was frightened by Jiang shaoxun's evil look. She didn't dare look into his eyes, but she still said, "I don't want him to be spurned."

It's a disgraceful thing to have a mother who is a lover.

Jiang shaoxun stares at Nie Changhuan's delicate side face. Lose lose, lose, lose every time.

His anger had nowhere to go, and his disappointment and ridiculous mood gradually turned into a cold smile on the corner of his lips: "DIU DIU is still small, send him to his parents' healthy family."

Changhuan suddenly raised his head, and his eyes seemed so incredible.

Four years ago, he was knocked out.

Four years later, he told her that he would give it to someone else's family.

She also thought that the love he gave to diliao these days was due to blood relationship and love from the heart, but who knows, he wanted to send diliao away.

Chang Huan clenches her teeth and is ruthless, as if to cut off all her love for Jiang shaoxun.

She is not angry, not angry, just smile, smile is very fake: "fourth brother, if you want to throw away, throw me away."

Jiang shaoxun grasped Changhuan's arm and was so evil that he wanted to tear her up: "do you care about throwing it?"

Arm is very painful, long Huan found that he or with the injured hand to grasp her arm, she nodded, firmly said: "yes."

She cares about losing her family and her children.

Her docile appearance, but said the most resolute words, Jiang shaoxun just want to tear her stubborn, he pushed her hard: "roll!"

Changhuan fell out of his arms in some confusion. She rubbed her arm that he had held hard, but found some blood stains on her clothes.

She looked at Jiang shaoxun's palm, and the blood had overflowed from the bandage.

If he doesn't care about her? Why bother to get hurt?

But he cares about her, but she doesn't feel that he cares.

Changhuan doesn't want to see him hurt his hand twice. He wants to say something nice, but Jiang shaoxun stands up and walks by her.

As soon as Jiang shaoxun left the rest room, without the strong pressure, Chang Huan held the table and sat down on the chair slowly.

In the air, Jiang shaoxun's cigarette smell is still fresh, but it gives her a cold feeling.

Sister Zhao came in from the rest room, but saw Changhuan leaning on the table, a decadent look. She sighed. She said what she should say to Changhuan, and advised what she should persuade. But she always did, and she didn't know what she was afraid of?

"Changhuan, it's wrong for you today. When people see the boss coming, they are all happy to welcome him. Your identity is even more special, but you stay away from him. Anyone will be unhappy."

Changhuan's heart is like a knife, but she doesn't say anything to defend herself.

If she is his girlfriend, she will greet him happily and even kiss him openly, but she is not. The relationship between lovers is like a wall between them.

Chang Huan didn't ask for anything, but she didn't know what it was after she knew that Diao Diao was his son.

Changhuan couldn't make today's film. She took up her job early. When she saw her son, her depressed heart was relieved.

DIU huantuo ran towards her, holding a bunch of tender lilies in his hand, and his childish face was full of warm smile: "Huanhuan, working hard, godmother and beautiful uncle took me to many places to play."

Changhuan looks at Ye Zhenzhen not far away and Gong Ze beside him. She is surprised that ye Zhenzhen knows Jiang shaoxun's friend.