Seeing that the cold beauty had been walking so hard, Zheng Yuan no longer hesitated, so he stepped forward and hugged her.

He is so loving.

The cold beauty was startled and struggled hard: "What are you doing? Let me go."

This was the first time she was hugged by a man and princess in her life, so she felt very uncomfortable.

And she hates men touching themselves casually.

What's more, she doesn't have much affection for this man.

"Of course I'm doing good things, and I can't watch a girl walking with a sprained foot." Zheng Yuan said angrily.

The cold beauty calmed down and held back her anger and said, "I'm fine, let me go."

However, she didn't believe that Zheng Yuan had the intention to do good deeds, and she guessed that 90% of him wanted to take advantage of him.

She really wanted to slap him away.

Zheng Yuan said readily: "No problem, I am the one who cares the most about the opinions of beautiful women."

Even though he said that, he still took four or five steps more before he could let her down.

However, at this time, we had already arrived at the car.

The cold beauty felt a dark thread popping up on her head for a few days.

She took out the key and opened the door, then sat in the cab.

Just as she was about to fasten her safety gear, Zheng Yuan stretched out her head: "You can't drive a car like this. If you don't mind, let me help you drive a car."

The cold beauty looked down at her right foot. It was so painful that she could not step on the brakes at all. This was a very dangerous thing.

After thinking about it, she said, "Please trouble you."

As he said that, he slowly got up and moved to the passenger cab.

Zheng Yuan got into the car, and then friendlyly extended his right hand to the cold beauty: "Hello, my name is Zheng Yuan."

The cold beauty politely shook hands with Zheng Yuan: "Ling Aotong."

"Ling Aotong, this name is good." Zheng Yuan praised.

"Thanks."

At this moment, Zheng Yuan broke into the natural body fragrance radiated from Ling Aotong's body.

Because it is in the sealed car, the fragrance is particularly clear.

After taking a deep breath, he drove the car.

About an hour later, Zheng Yuan carried Ling Aotong back to the purple villa.

When the car was parked in the carport, the cold beauty glanced at Zheng Yuan: "Thank you."

Zheng Yuan smiled and said, "You're welcome."

The two opened the car door together and walked out of the car.

Afterwards, Zheng Yuan walked towards the cold beauty.

Ling Aotong shouted: "Stop, I don't need you to hug you."

Zheng Yuan couldn't help laughing. He suddenly realized that Ling Aotong was quite cute, and people couldn't help but want to tease her: "Don't be so sensitive, okay? I don't plan to hug you. You are so heavy, I think you don't need to spend any effort."

""Ling Aotong had a urge to curse.

"I can carry you, right?" Zheng Yuan blinked and smiled in a hint.

"No." Ling Aotong couldn't help but take a step back.

"Then I'll take a step back and help you."

"I really don't need it anymore. I can leave by myself." Ling Aotong said and got off by himself.

However, just two steps were enough to make you scream out in pain.

"If I don't let me help, I can only hold it and let me watch a big beauty," Zheng Yuan followed and said casually.

Ling Aotong had no way to deal with him: "Okay, stop talking, let you help me."

To be honest, this is the first time she has no choice but to a man.

Since she grew up, she has never taken it seriously no matter which man she is.

As long as she glared at her, her natural cold temperament would be released, and the men would immediately feel ashamed and leave with great tact.

However, no matter how she glared at Zheng Yuan, he didn't take it seriously and still did whatever he wanted.

Should he say he is confident or thick-skinned?

"This is an obedient good boy. Do you know that if you walk with injuries like this, you will definitely swollen into pig's trotter tomorrow." Zheng Yuan said, and went over to hold her right arm.

Ling Aotong was shocked: "Don't scare me."

Although she has never cared about her beauty and ugliness, she couldn't help but feel a little scared when she thought of her feet swollen into a big ball.

“I’ve never been scary.”

While talking, the two of them slowly walked towards the building.

After entering the living room, Ling Aotong turned on the lights casually.

Zheng Yuan helped her to the sofa and sat down.

"Please trouble you, there is a drink in the refrigerator, you can get it yourself." Ling Aotong said.

"No, I'm not thirsty now."

Zheng Yuan said, squatted down, picked up Ling Aotong's feet, and took off her shoes and socks.

Ling Aotong was startled and said vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

"Of course it depends on how your foot hurts."

Soon, Zheng Yuan took off her socks.

Ling Aotong's feet are as white and beautiful as other places in her, round and smooth, and very delicate, just like carved from white jade.

Zheng Yuan secretly praised: "This Ling Aotong is indeed perfect everywhere, and even her feet are the best among the best."

Fortunately, he is not a foot fetishist, otherwise he wouldn't be able to help but eat it now.

His eyes only fell on Ling Aotong's ankles.

Her ankles are now red and swollen.

Seeing Zheng Yuan's eyes clear, Ling Aotong's heart changed his mind and said to himself: "He doesn't look like a pervert."

Although she doesn't say it, she also knows in her heart that her feet are very beautiful. Most men will feel certain desires when they see it.

At this time, Zheng Yuan reached out and pinched it lightly.

Ling Aotong suddenly felt an indescribable pain and couldn't help saying, "Be gentle."

Zheng Yuan frowned: "I am very injured. If I don't treat it in time, it will take at least half a month to walk."

"It's so serious." Ling Aotong was startled.

She didn't want to sit and lie down for half a month, as that would be too boring.

"Then please take me to the hospital."

"Why are you going to the hospital?" Zheng Yuan asked in confusion.

Ling Aotong was a little speechless: "If you don't go to the hospital, who will help me treat my feet?"

She felt that Zheng Yuan’s brain was a little inflexible.

Zheng Yuan grinned and said, "Of course I'm here to help you."

Ling Aotong was quite surprised: "Are you a doctor?"

"Why, don't I look like it?" Zheng Yuan smiled.

Ling Aotong shook his head: "Not at all."

Zheng Yuan said: "You are called looking at people with tinted glasses."

He sat down on the other side of the sofa, then patted his thighs, and said, "Put your feet here, I'll give you acupuncture and massage now."

"Are you really a doctor?" Ling Aotong still held a hint of suspicion.

Zheng Yuan despised: "Why are you so suspicious? Hurry up, my time is very precious."

Without saying a word, he picked up Ling Aotong's feet.
Chapter completed!