"Wanqing, have you been here for a long time?"

"It's not long." Ye Wanqing saw his right hand, his eyes suddenly opened wide, his face was shocked, nervous and heartbroken, as if he couldn't help but rush towards him, his hand was about to touch the plywood on his wrist, but he was afraid that he would not dare to touch it.

"What's wrong with your hand? How did you get hurt?"

"It's just a fall."

Yes, Deng Qingjiang did not tell anyone the real reason for the injury to his hand, but only said that it was a fall.

At the Academy of Fine Arts, there is still a short distance from the gate. At that time, it was also the afternoon class time, and there were not many people entering and leaving, and no one could see that scene at all.

The old man who was guarding the gate saw them, but he was a little far away and could not see Jiang Xiao's movements clearly.

What's more, Jiang Xiao immediately took two steps after hurting him.

She was moving too fast.

Even Deng Qingjiang felt a little disbelief when he thought about it afterwards.

She was able to fold his hand so quickly and accurately.

Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao, isn’t this a doubt? Her changes are really too big compared to those told by the villagers.

What boxing did Meng Xinian teach her?

What is Meng Xinian teaching her boxing skills?

A normal girl, you won’t know how to do it.

Anyway, in Deng Qingjiang's opinion, Jiang Xiao has many doubts.

He didn't want to startle the attack. He swallowed it up first, and waited for him to check it slowly and check it one by one, so that Jiang Xiao had no way to escape in the future.

Thinking of this, the anger that had originally surged due to the pain in his hands was suppressed by Deng Qingjiang again.

"Oh my God, why are you so careless?" Ye Wanqing looked so distressed that she was about to cry. "Does it hurt? Can I swear to you?"

Deng Qingjiang wanted to laugh when he heard this.

So naive and naive.

Such injuries can stop the pain if she blows her? She thinks she is coaxing a three-year-old child?

However, such a naive and childish trick made Deng Qingjiang laugh.

He reached out and touched her hand, and smiled and said, "No need, use painkillers. Wanqing, sit down, don't worry, I'll be fine after three or four months."

Looking at Ye Wanqing's beautiful face and delicate figure, Deng Qingjiang began to think about it.

He injured one hand, could he still do such a good thing with her?

What if she struggles?

The girl Ye Wanqing has always been willing to have an ambiguous relationship with him, but Deng Qingjiang is not sure whether she is really willing to live a happy life under him and break through that relationship with him.

"It will take three or four months to get better?" Ye Wanqing sat opposite him, his eyes slightly red, "What should you do? It must be very inconvenient in life."

When she said this, she directly ignored Deng Qingjiang's wife.

Deng Qingjiang's heart moved and immediately said, "It's really inconvenient. Otherwise, I'll find a house to live in. If you have time, come and help me?"

Seeing that Ye Wanqing was a little stunned, he immediately retreated and said, "But, I guess you shouldn't want it. Yes, how can you, a little girl, take care of my daily life? You're so wronged."

"Don't feel wronged..." Ye Wanqing bit her lower lip and said, "That's right, the houses for rent here are very old, and I don't know if you can't live there."

Deng Qingjiang understood what she meant, and was very generous, and said directly: "Then buy it, buy a small house, and I will give it to you in the future. Didn't you say that you are helpless in the capital? If you give you a house, you have your own home."
Chapter completed!