Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 138

Feng Yao put his arms around Ai Xiaoqi's slender waist, protected her little head with his hands, and kissed her passionately.

"Xiao Qi, I miss you so much. Please don't abandon me. How can I live without you?"

The lingering love expresses the longing for separation.

Ai Xiaoqi put her hands on Feng Yao's chest, but Feng Yao was still reluctant to let go.

Ai Xiaoqi lowered her head and unbuttoned Feng Yao's clothes: "Let me see the wound, why does it still hurt?"

Feng Yao's chest heaved, and he bent over obediently to cooperate, allowing Ai Xiaoqi to examine him more easily.

"Wife, do you want to see me?"

Ai Xiaoqi rolled her eyes at him.

His outer clothes were stripped off and his shirt slipped to the side. The snow-white gauze was stained with large amounts of blood. It must be because he didn't take his movements into consideration and the wound was strained and bleeding.

Feng Yao still moved forward, held Ai Xiaoqi's waist, and stuck to her closely.

Ai Xiaoqi frowned. The bow on the gauze was tied by herself a week ago, and the bloodstains were not just made there recently.

"Feng Yao, don't move. Didn't you change the medicine?" Ai Xiaoqi was a little angry.

Feng Yao faced Ai Xiaoqi with a smile and attacked her pink lips.

"No, I only want Xiaoqi to help me."

In the past, it was Liao Mang who helped him heal his injuries, but this time Feng Yao didn't need anyone else. He didn't care how the injury would develop. He wanted to keep this injury so that Ai Xiaoqi would feel sorry for him and come back to protect him.

Ai Xiaoqi said in a bad tone: "Have you taken medicine?"

Feng Yao shook his head in front of Ai Xiaoqi.

"Did you get an injection?"

Feng Yao shook his head.

Ai Xiaoqi was so angry that she burst into tears.

"You're an asshole."

Seeing Ai Xiaoqi crying again, Feng Yao anxiously took her into his arms and kissed her, trying his best to please her.

His heart, which was full of holes and as hard as iron, wanted to be comforted by Ai Xiaoqi's crying and felt distressed.

"Don't cry, I'm a bastard, I will listen to Xiaoqi obediently, Xiaoqi ignores me, I won't care whether I live or die."

The hot chest was filled with Ai Xiaoqi's tears, wet and itchy.

Feng Yao rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty.

Ai Xiaoqi gently stroked the scar on his waist: "Go lie down, I'll change the dressing for you."

"Ah."

Looking at the still inflamed wound, the situation is very bad.

Ai Xiaoqi rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Didn't you say that your life is valuable? Why don't you cherish it?"

Feng Yao acted pitifully and deceived Ai Xiaoqi into sympathizing with him.

"I'm injured, and there's no one around me. Life is meaningless."

Ai Xiaoqi knew that Feng Yao was trying to trick her, using a self-torture trick. How could he be alone? Wasn't Liao Mang a human being? Yuntian and the Feng family were probably driven out by him.

"Isn't Liao Mang a human?"

Feng Yao was acting coquettish and clingy today: "I want Xiaoqi, only Xiaoqi."

"I've been absent from class for a long time. If I continue like this, I'll fail the exam, and it will be very troublesome to retake it."

Feng Yao used his fingers to lift up Ai Xiaoqi's white T-shirt and gently stroked her slender waist.

"It's really far from here. I'll go back home and live there. Can Xiaoqi come home every day to accompany me?"

Ai Xiaoqi thought about what he was going to do, and her pretty face blushed slightly. She pushed Feng Yao's arm with her fingers.

"Don't make trouble."

Feng Yao held Ai Xiaoqi in his arms with his palm, and she groaned softly as if she had touched a wound.

"Xiaoqi, it hurts."

Ai Xiaoqi carefully touched Feng Yao's hot skin and coaxed him.

"This week, the wound needs to be dressed every day, and it needs to be treated for inflammation and observed. I will come to help you after school every day. You can't always stick to me and affect my studies."

Feng Yao asked beside him, "I miss you, can we video chat?"

"Noon is fine."

"You have classes on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, but only in the morning. Can you come and stay with me in the afternoon?"

"Ah... Uncle, you checked it so clearly?"

Feng Yao chuckled: "Do you really think I'm too old? I'm only twenty-two years old."

Ai Xiaoqi also laughed.

I stretched out my index finger and casually tapped his chest.

"That card, was it you who gave me?"

Feng Yao nodded: "Do you like it?"

Ai Xiaoqi nodded.

"I want to be your clingy dog, hold you in my arms, love you deeply, and protect you. Please don't abandon me, okay?"

"see your performance."

Feng Yao immediately stated: "I will listen to Xiaoqi."

Ai Xiaoqi was coaxed into throwing herself into Feng Yao's arms, drawing circles on Feng Yao's chest with her fingers.

"So great, but you don't ask for anything in return?"

Feng Yao hugged Ai Xiaoqi tightly: "Who said I don't want anything in return?"

"what do you want?"

"I want Xiaoqi to love me."

Ai Xiaoqi's face was thick and hot, and Feng Yao felt the temperature on his chest.

"Xiao Qi, are you shy?"

"Don't say that anymore..."

"If I don't tell you, how would you know?"

Feng Yao chuckled and pulled the wound, which felt like it was being torn apart, but he still refused to let go.

Ai Xiaoqi said nothing and reached out to touch the scar on Feng Yao's waist.

"Xiao Qi, we are married. The marriage certificate is in the drawer."

Ai Xiaoqi lay motionless in Feng Yao's arms.

"Well, didn't we agree on this...it's fake."

Feng Yao didn't care about Ai Xiaoqi's attitude and said to himself: "Xiaoqi, I want to be with you, just like a husband and wife. I'm over 22 years old, I'm old, and I don't want to wait any longer."

Ai Xiaoqi thought to himself: "Men only think about this. Once they have eaten it, they don't want to be human anymore."

He pressed the edge of Feng Yao's wound mischievously.

"Are you sure you can?"

Feng Yao gasped, it really hurt.

"Yeah, I'll be well again soon."

Ai Xiaoqi stood up, sat on a chair beside her, opened the drawer, and opened the little red notebook.

Inside were selfies of her and Feng Yao. She was pretty and delicate, leaning on Feng Yao's shoulder. Feng Yao's doting expression was overflowing from the notebook, and his eyes were full of her.

Feng Yao, who was lying on the bed, turned his head to look at her: "Xiao Qi, whatever kind of wedding you want, I will arrange it."

Ai Xiaoqi didn't take her eyes off the marriage certificate: "No need."

Feng Yao looked at her obsessively.

"I want to give it to you."

Ai Xiaoqi smiled gently: "Having you is enough."

A light pink pigeon egg is solemnly worn on Ai Xiaoqi's middle finger.

"This is the engagement ring I give you. I only give it to my wife Xiaoqi. No matter whether you are rich or poor, healthy or sick, I will stay by your side for the rest of your life. I hope you will always love me."

Feng Yao's eyes were full of tenderness as he swore solemnly.

Ai Xiaoqi picked it up casually and held it in his hand to admire it.

"Expensive?"

Feng Yao looked at Ai Xiaoqi eagerly: "Give Xiaoqi the best."

Ai Xiaoqi flipped her palm and put the ring into her pocket.

"Xiao Qi doesn't want anyone to know that we are together?"

"No, I was afraid it would get damaged in a fight."

……

early morning

After Ai Xiaoqi came back from Feng Yao, she first went to the Qishiji Security Company, which was the converted football field.

Entering from the side door is the martial arts equipment room, which is the training ground prepared by Li Wenchang for Millie.

In the corner is Millie's lounge.

Ai Xiaoqi reached out and touched the equipment around him and was about to go find Li Wenchang.

Millie's door suddenly opened and Millie walked out.

Seeing Ai Xiaoqi in front of him, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly closed the door of the rest room and stammered.

"Qi, Sister Qi, why are you here?" She was obviously guilty.

"Is there anyone inside?" Ai Xiaoqi pretended to test casually.

Millie's tone of voice changed: "No, I slept here yesterday."