I thought the other party was going to be angry, but after Nangong Zheng came back to his senses, his eyes were full of smiles, "What are you doing, pull up your trouser legs to see what you've been bumped into? They're all men, why are you so shy?"
Cang Lanxing: I really want to say that I am not a man, but when I got to my lips, I went back.
I feel that the uncle may prefer her now.
Under Nangong Zheng's insistence, Cang Lanxing's trouser legs were still rolled up.
This was the first time Nangong Zheng saw Cang Lanxing's legs.
The first impression is: Why is a boy's legs so radiant and fair, without even a hair on his legs
The second impression is: as soon as I rolled up the trouser legs, there was a faint but pleasant fragrance blowing over my face.
These legs are made of milk cake, right
Cang Lanxing's face became more and more red, and she no longer knew what to do. I can't kick the uncle away with one kick, right? Uncle is so nice, but she is reluctant to part with it. He could only press his lips tightly and did not speak.
At this moment, Nangong Zheng's ears were also red.
If I had known it would be like this
He was mentally prepared to pull it up again.
He coughed dryly to show his embarrassment. After seeing his calf, which was instantly red and blue, Nangong Zheng frowned and reprimanded with a little affection: "Why are you careless? You are so old that you don't look at the road when you walk."
Cang Lanxing's face at the moment was as if it had been boiled, scratching his neck that would itch when he told a lie, and said, "I was not careful."
Nangong Zheng sighed and asked, "Do you have medicine for iron damage?"
Cang Lanxing hurriedly tore off her trouser legs again, not letting him look at it again, and said: "It's okay, it's just a small injury. No need to apply medicine."
"How can you not apply medicine? This kind of bruise is easy to hurt the bone."
Canglan Xing was really about to die from the embarrassment of this atmosphere, and said quickly: "It's okay, it's really a trivial matter, I often bump into it, and it will be fine in a while. I will apply some medicine at night, and it will be fine tomorrow."
Nangong Zheng saw that he was uncomfortable, and secretly blamed himself for being too much. After all, he was a boy, and the Nangong family liked him so much now because they regarded him as their good buddy.
Since he is a buddy, since he is treated as his own younger brother, then he should act like an older brother.
So he nodded, and said: "Then you remember to apply the medicine, don't take it seriously, you know?"
"Yeah, got it, thank you uncle for your concern." Cang Lanxing hurriedly nodded in response.
"There's nothing here, I'll take you to another room."
Nangong Zheng was about to nod, but seeing that he was walking with a limp, he shook his head: "No need, your leg just bumped. Let's see next time."
Cang Lanxing felt relieved, "Then let's go downstairs."
I was thinking about what to do with the unpacked paintings in the study, and now I finally solved it. So Cang Lan Xing limped even more in front of Nan Gongzheng.
Seeing Cang Lanxing limping down, one arm was still held by Nan Gongzheng to prevent him from falling, Cang Mingya hurried over nervously and asked: "Xing Xing, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's just that I accidentally bumped my leg in the piano room just now."
"You child, why are you always acting frizzy?"
Cang Lanxing smiled awkwardly at his mother.
Cang Mingya suddenly thought of the painting she saw when she accidentally walked to the piano room that day, she suddenly understood, and said quickly: "Come down and sit down."