Chapter 347

She didn't like to be seen crying. He wiped the tears on his face with a paper towel, adjusted his breath, calmed his mood, and then turned the door open and walked out of the room.

But as soon as she opened the door, she ran into a man.

Qiao bao'er instinctively pushes open each other's chest, takes a step back, raises her head, her red eyes with some surprise and shock greet the man in front of her.

Junzhimu seems to be surprised when he sees her crying red rabbit eyes.

"Joe, why are your eyes so red?" Lu Qinan came up behind him and asked naturally.

The voice broke the strange silence.

Qiao bao'er turned her head and didn't look at Jun Zhimu in front of her. Her vision was a little evasive. She closed the door, leaned over him and quickly passed him.

Jun's Mu stretches his hand consciousness to grab her wrist, but Qiao bao'er's eyes are obviously dissatisfied and shakes his hand to get rid of him.

Junzhimu saw that she hated herself so much, and his attitude made him feel uneasy. He pulled her into his arms.

Qiao bao'er's cheek bumps into his strong chest again, and what comes is his unique cool and thin breath.

She's familiar with his strength and his bondage.

But now her whole body's cells are rejecting this kind of closeness. She doesn't want to get close to him. She doesn't want to get close to him any more. This young master of the royal family is very repulsive.

Qiao bao'er has never been a obedient woman. Her tense face, instead of yelling, clenched her lips. She didn't want to communicate with him a word. Her hands struggled to push him away.

Jun Zhimu looked down at her face and saw her every tiny expression clearly. He locked her in his arms more and more stubbornly, like fighting against fate. He was very strong and a little nervous.

In this way, the two did not speak, they stood in front of the ward constantly struggling to entangle.

Looking at their embarrassing situation, Lu Qinan immediately regretted that he should not have come.

It seems that junzhimu's cold face obviously bears some emotions. In Lu Qinan's opinion, junzhimu is very patient with Qiao bao'er. If it is someone else, she will not be allowed to struggle.

Just as Lu Qinan was murmuring in his heart, he was suddenly surprised. He looked at Jun Zhimu and held up the rebellious woman with his arms.

Qiao bao'er seemed unable to suppress her emotion, and finally said angrily, "let me go --"

With her fists in her hands, she pounded him on the shoulder and pushed him.

"Let go of me!"

"I don't want you to care, let go, don't touch me!"

"The shepherd of the king!" The more she scolded, the more angry she was. How she beat him, there was no response. He didn't stop until Joe was angry and yelled his name.

The corridor of the hospital echoed Qiao bao'er's angry curse. Many patients, doctors and nurses around looked at them curiously. Qiao bao'er's face was very embarrassed. She tried to push him angrily.

This time, Qiao Baoer broke away easily and stood on the floor.

Junzhimu had planned to let her down, otherwise she could not get away so easily. His expression was very cold. She was close to him. Qiao bao'er didn't say one more word to him, but turned around and walked away.

Junzhimu stands in the same place.

Lu Qinan walked to him carefully. He guessed that Qiao bao'er might be angry because he knew that junzhimu pretended to be amnesia and cheated her.

He just wanted to say something, but Jun Zhimu, who was beside him, said in an ambiguous tone, "go and have a look at her neck injury."

Lu Qinan hesitated for a second before he realized that there was a scar on the left side of Qiao bao'er's neck. He noticed it yesterday. He joked and asked her who hurt her. Qiao bao'er didn't say. She asked her to take medicine, but she didn't answer.

Maybe just now Jun Zhimu wanted to take her to deal with the wound.

Qiao bao'er's neck injury doesn't look serious. It's scarred and will be fine soon. Lu Qinan looked around at the man and hesitated to remind him, "Zhimu, please explain to her. She should understand..."

"Is it?"

Jun Zhimu's face was as cold as frost. He walked towards the elevator. He looked straight ahead. His deep eyes had never been so confused and uneasy