The snow-white ankles are a little red and swollen. Obviously, the twists were not light just now. If the swelling is not quickly reduced, it would probably be inconvenient to walk tomorrow.

Song Baojun walked over and looked at Yun Qingni, stretched out his hand and smiled, "Would I be holding you back or carrying you?"

"Come on." Yun Qingni immediately chose the latter, with a bath towel around her body, so she had no worries to let Song Baojun hold her.

And being held is a bit ambiguous, making her feel like a wild cat in heat, who takes the initiative to deliver it to her for food.

Song Baojun walked to Yun Qingni and squatted on the ground. After Yun Qingni lay on his back, he slowly stood up, feeling the soft touch brought by the two plump balls behind him, and suddenly felt the feeling of distractedness.

Walking back to her bedroom with Yun Qingni on his back, Song Baojun carefully placed her on the bed, then squatted down and looked at her ankle and said, "It's already a little swollen, it hurts a lot, right?"

"It hurts very much." Yun Qingni nodded. The move before was really too terrifying.

"It's better to drink less alcohol in the future. Is there any ice in the refrigerator? I'll use it to give a cold compress."

"some."

"Okay, wait." Song Baojun got up and returned to the bathroom just now, found a clean towel, then took out the ice cubes from the refrigerator and wrapped them in a towel, and took them back and placed them on Yun Qingni's sprained ankle.

"Hiss." Yun Qingni couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when she was suddenly stuck on the ice pack.

Song Baojun pulled a stool from the side, then placed Yun Qingni's feet on top, and then placed the ice bag on his ankle, so he could not help Yun Qingni hold it. He smiled and said, "Let the ice bags reduce the swelling first, and help you massage them later. You should be able to walk tomorrow."

"Thank you." Yun Qingni nodded and thanked, then looked at Song Baojun curiously and asked, "Mr. Song understands quite well, have you learned medical skills?"

Song Baojun shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "I became a doctor after a long illness. I learned it after I twisted it a few times before."

In the past, I was often bullied in high school. There were several times when I was going down the stairs and those guys pushed him hard from behind, causing him to twist his feet. After I got home, my mother taught me, so I naturally learned it after teaching Song Baojun.

The two chatted together. After waiting for almost half an hour, Song Baojun took off the ice pack, then held Yun Qingni's feet and began to help massage.

With every force of Song Baojun's hand, Yun Qingni couldn't help but moan.

If someone stood outside the house at this moment, I would probably only think that the men and women in the house were fighting fiercely.

After nearly ten minutes of tossing, Song Baojun let go of Yun Qingni's ankle, rubbed his sore hands and said, "It should be no problem. This is my ancestral craft. Girl, you are so lucky to meet me."

"That little woman is really a great kindness and virtue that cannot be rewarded."

"Aren't there another sentence to agree with your body?"

"Can you repay you if you are a cow or a horse in the next life?" Yun Qingni rolled her eyes, charming and cute.

I have to say that the difference between beauties and ordinary women is that they are big. They are beautiful and pleasing to the eye when they are good-looking. No wonder so many men can tolerate the unreasonable trouble of beauties, but ignore those women with ordinary appearance.

Hearing Yun Qingni's answer, Song Baojun suddenly sighed with disappointment: "It's still your women who have a deep routine."

Yun Qingni couldn't help but giggle, and just as she was about to say something, the door outside was opened, and someone shouted, "Qingqing, are you going home?"

"My grandma is back." Hearing this somewhat old voice, Yun Qingni immediately showed joy and wanted to go out to pick up her grandmother, but her feet were inconvenient. She could only shout in the room: "Grandma, I'm in the room."

"Your grandma is back?" Song Baojun immediately stood up from the bed, looked at Yun Qingni and joked: "Do I want to hide under the bed, so that your grandma will not think I did to you?"

"Don't let's not have any silver here, my grandmother is very good." Yun Qingni was completely convinced by Song Baojun, and she could still tease her at this time.

The old lady outside quickly came over, carrying two bags of things in her hand. When she walked in, she was stunned when she saw Song Baojun, and then said in surprise: "Oh, it's Qingqing's boyfriend, right? Hello, hello, I'm her grandmother."

"Good grandma." Song Baojun didn't explain anything, he knew that explanation would only be more troublesome.

You are not someone else's boyfriend, what are you doing in someone else's boudoir in the middle of the night? What's more, Yun Qingni is wearing a bath towel and her two extremely sexy legs are exposed outside. Which man would be willing to miss such a scenery?

Yun Qingni looked at her grandmother and asked, "Grandma, aren't you still playing in your hometown? Why are you back at this time? It's so late now."

"You Uncle De happened to go back here, so I took his ride. I missed you after playing in my hometown for a few days. I was afraid that no one would cook at home to eat. Now the restaurants outside are not clean, such as gutter oil and artificial meat, which will cause people to get rid of." The old lady immediately started to mutter.

Song Baojun heard this chanting next to him and suddenly felt familiar.

Most of the elders in the family are like this and like to talk nonsense, but they are all for the sake of their younger generations.

"Okay, OK, I understand. By the way, grandma, please help him clean up the guest room? It's not convenient for me to twist my feet." Yun Qingni pointed at her feet and said.

The old lady glanced at Yun Qingni's swollen ankle, and suddenly felt a little distressed. She glared at her granddaughter and blamed her: "I'm so adult and so careless. Look at who dares to marry you in the future."

"It's best if no one marrys me, I'll accompany my grandmother." Yun Qingni smiled and didn't care about her grandmother's blame at all.

"Hmph." The old lady snorted coldly and expressed her dissatisfaction, then put down her things and looked at Song Baojun and said, "Young man, then you can wait, grandma will clean up your room first."

"Grandma, my name is Song Baojun. Just call me Xiao Song, I will help you clean up." Song Baojun quickly introduced himself and wanted to follow the old lady to help.

After all, the old man is old, so how could Song Baojun have the courage to let the old man work alone?

The old lady originally wanted to refuse, but the quilt in the guest room was placed on the cabinet, and she couldn't reach it alone, so she took Song Baojun to the next room.

When he walked to the guest room, the old lady asked Song Baojun to help take out the quilts, and said while cleaning up, "Xiao Song, I'm really troubled you. My granddaughter is not very sensible. Since you are all together, I'll trouble you to take care of her in the future. This child has been uneasy since childhood."

"Where, Qingni is much more mature than me." Song Baojun smiled beside him, and he had a good impression of the kind old lady.

"That girl looks mature and she doesn't know anything about housework, but she can't blame her. When she was a child, her mother died of illness. Her father is a rough man and she can't teach her daughter at all."

"Her grandparents also passed away early, and my wife was in poor health. She passed away a few years ago. Now I am the only elder in the family who is with this girl. If I am no longer here in a few years, this girl will be very lonely."

"So, since you are together, then you should treat Yun Yatou well. That child is very pitiful."

The old lady started muttering while cleaning up. Song Baojun listened silently beside her, nodded and agreed.

It is really hard for him to refuse such a request.

After the old lady helped to clean up the room, Song Baojun went to the bathroom next to wash up.

The old lady went back to Yun Qingni's boudoir, closed the door with her backhand and sat next to Yun Qingni's bed, looking mysterious.

Yun Qingni was suddenly confused and looked at her grandmother with wide eyes and asked, "Grandma, don't you go to bed, what are you doing when you come back? Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes." The old lady nodded, hesitated for a while before asking in a low voice: "If grandma didn't come back just now, would you two have to sleep together?"

Yun Qingni's face suddenly turned like a chicken blood injection, and she blushed and quickly explained: "It's nothing, grandma, you're thinking too much."

"Then have you ever slept?" the old lady asked persistently.

"No."

"Is that so? That's good." The old lady then breathed a sigh of relief, holding Yun Qingni's little hand and said, "Grandma has lived a lifetime and has seen too many people. She still sees people very accurately. Your boyfriend should be a person who values ​​friendship. Such people are usually very good."

Yun Qingni nodded immediately and agreed with his grandmother's words.

What kind of person Song Baojun is? Baihuashu Company knows very well. Have he been helping Baihuashu Company so few times during this period?

It can be said that without Song Baojun's help, the White Birch Company might have gone bankrupt. It would have been like now, recruiting people to expand every day, and the company is booming and business is becoming more and more prosperous.

"But." The old lady suddenly changed her tone and said, "No matter how good a man is, he is also a man. So as a girl, you have to learn to be reserved, otherwise men will not cherish them if they get it too easily. Do you understand?"

Yun Qingni was immediately amazed and laughed. She gently pushed her grandmother with her hands and said helplessly: "I know, I know, you old man, hurry up and rest, it's so late."

"Remember grandma's words. Grandma is a veteran. It's definitely right to listen to grandma's words." The old lady reminded her while getting up.

Yun Qingni could only nod and said yes, then turned off the lights and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the two people sleeping in their respective rooms were knocked on the door and called out for breakfast by the old lady.

The two got up, washed up, then served on the table and started to have breakfast. After breakfast, they said hello to the old lady and left the villa.

In the past night, Yun Qingni's feet had recovered and she was still limping when walking, but there was no big impact.

When the two returned to the car, Yun Qingni asked, "Then will I drive back to Xingang?"

Song Baojun shook his head and said, "Just put me down on the other side of Dongjiang Road in front. I won't go back to Xingang to work today, go home to rest."

The work in Xingang has been handled almost the same, and the remaining work is done at home, so he is too lazy to stay in Xingang all day.

"Okay." Yun Qingni started the car directly and sent Song Baojun to Dongjiang Road in accordance with Song Baojun's request, and turned around and drove back to Xingang.

Song Baojun, who got off the bus, chose to go home directly. It was still early, and when he returned home, he was having breakfast at home.

"Where did you go yesterday? Why didn't you come back to sleep?" Song Shixian, who was holding a bowl of fried noodles, asked with a raised eyebrow when she saw Song Baojun coming back.
Chapter completed!