The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Chapter 1608: Xia Wan'er 116

Xia Wan'er's thoughts were far away, and he didn't realize that the car started.

It wasn't until Qiao Mingye stuffed a grape in her mouth.

"What are you thinking about?" Qiao Mingye asked.

Xia Wan'er later realized that he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Qiao Mingye was imprisoned on his lap.

He was still holding the ointment in his other hand, and when she saw her moving, he grabbed it quickly, "Don't move, get the medicine."

Xia Wan'er lowered his head, only to find the small table next to him had the grapes he had peeled when He Xianrou came over.

It can be seen that Emperor Qiao Ying rarely did this kind of rough work, but Xia Wan'er saw it with his own eyes.

I thought he had peeled it for himself, but I didn't expect a lot of them, they were all placed in front of my eyes.

She took a soft bite in her mouth, which was sweet.

Seeing Qiao Mingye put his hands on his slender legs like a treasure, rubbing the medicine carefully upwards, worrying about hurting her.

She looks so distressed. She has lived so long in her past life, and has never seen it on anyone's face.

Bingbing's cool and comfortable touch was dissipated in her hand. She suddenly had the urge to cry, but she was afraid that if she burst into tears, everything would spread like a dream mirror.

Surrounded by the terrible silence, she could only hear her heartbeat getting more and more unstable.

"Mr. Qiao." She spoke up with courage, her voice was very low, and she was not sure whether Qiao Mingye could hear it.

But Qiao Mingye just heard it. He looked up slightly and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

"Why do you treat me so well?" Xia Waner bit his lip and stared at his eyes, fearing to see a hint of teasing in it.

Qiao Mingye was stunned and asked with a smile: "Mr. Qiao is very kind to Mrs. Qiao, isn't it right?"

His eyes are sincere, but Xia Wan'er's uneasiness is growing.

Her voice became smaller and smaller: "What if I am not Mrs. Joe? What if we don't have an engagement contract? If we divorce tomorrow?"

After listening, Qiao Mingye condensed his smile and reached out to touch the top of her head, with a certainty in her tone: "You can only be Mrs. Qiao."

Xia Waner hesitated: "But I used to be inferior, even--"

Qiao Mingye interrupted her: "But you are not the same as you."

Xia Wan'er: "What if I'm not Xia Wan'er?"

Qiao Mingye grabbed her wrist and said seriously: "But you are Xia Wan'er."

Xia Wan'er was stunned, and her face was a bit bleak. She felt her heart beating at this moment, and there was no sound. She said slowly, "I remember you said that I am more fun than Xia Wan'er before."

This sentence has always been a barrier in her heart.

"Well, you are not the same as the Xia Waner I knew before. What I like is you now. I want to marry, and I want to be with you all my life. Only you." Qiao Mingye took back her eyes and helped her gently The ointment on the face was gently rubbed and softly spoken.

Xia Wan'er stared at him: "When will you take me to see your uncle Fan and sister Fang." Especially Fang Wu, she must know something.

"Unfortunately, they went abroad, they will not be able to see them in a short time, and I will take you to see them later when they have a chance." My heart moves first, and you can stay out of the matter."

Xia Waner pursed her lips, and there was still no trace of blood on her face.

These short conversations have exhausted all the strength in her body.

But she still couldn't figure out Qiao Mingye, she never got the answer she wanted, and even more powerless, she didn't know what answer she wanted.

She messed up her mind.