东汉大酒店的旁边不远处,有着一家中餐馆,杜承直接打包了一些饭菜,又特意吩咐厨师做了一份银耳红枣汤与一份黑糯米补血*,对于补血拥有着很强的效果.

After packing, Du Cheng returned directly to the Eastern Han Hotel.

Although Du Cheng had been out for nearly an hour, the three rooms of the Flying Eagle Mercenaries were still very quiet. Without a task, no one walked out of the door.

不过,这种隐忍对于一个佣兵组织来说,根本就不算什么,一般,隐忍的耐心程度基本就是与生命的长久挂勾的,而一个极懂隐忍的佣兵.无疑会活的更久一些.

When Du Cheng returned to the suite, Han Zhiqi was quietly leaning against the bed. Although her face had recovered slightly from before, she still looked very pale.

Du Cheng put his own food outside, then entered Han Zhiqi's room with tremella and red date soup and black glutinous rice blood-enhancing porridge.

Du Cheng first put the Tremella red date soup aside because it took a longer period of time to keep the Tremella red date soup and it would be better to drink it cooler. The black glutinous rice blood-replenishing porridge is just the opposite, so you need to drink it while you are in the money.

Therefore, after putting the blood-enhancing porridge on the head of the bed, Du Cheng directly stretched out his hand to Han Zhiqi's small hand that was tightly tied to him and gently untied it.

Because it was tied a little tightly, after the telephone line was untied, there were obviously a few traces on Han Zhiqi's little hand.

Han Zhiqi wanted to do something, but because she was tied up for a long time, her fingers were a little stiff because she was inconvenient to move.

"Eat something to replenish blood, it will be good for your health."

After untiing the tie, Du Cheng directly brought the blood porridge to Han Zhiqi and said softly.

韩智琪是一个聪明的女孩,她知道杜承如荼真的要对她怎么样的话,完全不必要在这里面下什各萄,而且,从杜承的表现来看,的确是不像要对她图谋不轨,否则的话,一个下午那么长的时间,杜承想要做什么都足够的.

这个想法让韩智琪放松了许多,而且仔细回想起来,似乎除了自已挣扎的时候对方跟自已有身体接触之外,在别的时候,对方似乎比君子还要更君子一些.

更何况,她的确是失血过多,所以,韩智琪没有拒绝,只是,她想要去接过杜承递来的补血粥与调羹的时候,却是现自已的双手还没有完全恢复过来,接过调羹的时候,更是手中一滑,那就么掉落到了被子上面.

看到这一幕,杜承知道韩智琪恐怕是需要一会儿时间才可以恢复手上的血气的,所以,杜承也没有多想什么,捡起了被子上面的调羹之后,掀开了补血粥的盖子,然后轻轻的舀起了一调羹的黑糯米被血粥,递向了韩智琪的嘴边.

Du Cheng knew that Han Zhiqi was the one who was harming her, so Du Cheng could only make up for the guilt in his heart.

Moreover, if you drink this black glutinous rice blood-replenishing porridge with hot water, you can better promote blood circulation and generate blood. Han Zhiqi's hands are tender, and if she waits for her hands to recover, she doesn't know when she will wait.

看着杜承那认真的眼神,韩智琪先是一愣,眼神也渐渐的变的有些复杂「她想拒绝,但是已经一天没有吃东西的她,再加上失血过多,最终还是无法抵抗的住那香气腾腾的补血粥的*惑,轻轻的张开了小嘴.

Of course, this also has something to do with Han Zhiqi's relaxation, especially Du Cheng's serious and gentle eyes made her feel more at ease.

Although it was the first time to feed someone food, Du Cheng's movements were not awkward, but instead seemed a little gentle.

Feeling Du Cheng's tenderness, Han Zhiqi suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart, which made her look secretly at Du Chengchu, and looked at the face of the first man who saw her naked body. She remembered the scene when she was in the bathroom before. There was a few more blush on her pale pretty face.

However, Du Cheng still wore a sun hat and sunglasses on his face, and the hat was pressed down very low, and Li Enhui could only see half of Du Cheng's face clearly.

Before he knew it, Han Zhiqi had drunk the entire bowl of blood-enhancing porridge at some point and was replenished with energy. Although it might not be possible to produce blood immediately, Han Zhiqi's pretty face was obviously a bit more blushing on her pretty face.

After feeding the blood-replenishing porridge, Han Zhiqi realized that her little hands had already recovered their blood, which made Han Zhiqi's pretty face with a little blushing a little more.

"You have a break. If you can, it's better to drink this one too.

However, Du Cheng did not seem to have any strange expressions between Han Zhiqi's expressions. He just took the tremite and red date soup beside him, put it on the bedside table next to the bedside, said something, got up and walked outward.

At this time, Han Zhiqi was basically sure that Du Cheng was really not malicious.

"Why did he show up in my room and why?"

However, she was extremely curious about Du Cheng's appearance in her room.

Du Cheng took a plane to Beijing early in the morning, and had nothing to eat, and then came directly to South Korea. It can be said that Du Cheng had not eaten for more than a day.

Just like the wind blows the clouds, Du Chengdu quickly settled the packed supper, then moved a piece of sand from the side, and then sat down against the wall next to it. As long as the other party had any movement, Du Cheng could at least be alert as soon as possible.

In the room, Zhong Zhiqi, who had been hungry for a day, took half an hour to rest, and then picked up the bowl of tremella that Du Cheng had packed for her and started drinking.

At the beginning, Han Zhiqi also felt it, but after about half an hour, Han Zhiqi's pretty face suddenly turned red, and became more and more red. She wanted to struggle to get up, but she realized that as long as she tried hard, her feet were being thrust by something, and she felt like she was thrusting her feet, bursting with pain.

However, for that extremely shameful thing, how dare Han Zhiqi call Du Cheng? She had to endure the pain and gently move it towards the edge of the bed.

After finally moving to the edge of the bed, Han Zhiqi's heart relaxed a little. However, when she moved her legs out of the bed, she realized that her body was still naked. Fortunately, with a bath towel, Han Zhiqi moved her body hard and let the bath towel wrap her body around, and then she gently got out of the bed.

The injured foot hit the ground, and Han Zhiqi suddenly felt an extremely painful feeling, and she almost fell to the ground, which made her dare not walk with the injured foot. After gritting her teeth, she directly held the wall and jumped gently towards the bathroom with her left foot.

However, her body, which had just been injured and she had shed so much blood, how could she have the strength to jump? Before she could jump two steps, Han Zhiqi felt her feet soft and she fell down so directly and obliquely.

Fortunately, there was a soft blanket on the floor in the room. Han Zhiqi would not hurt much if she bumped her, but the real pain was her injured foot. Because when she was depressed, the injured right foot hit the floor directly. Suddenly, an extremely strong tingling and heartache made her finally recover some bloody face turned pale again, and a layer of cold sweat was added to her delicate forehead.

Just when Han Zhiqiyuan was suffering from epilepsy, a powerful arm picked her up directly from the floor.

Han Zhiqi was shocked at first. When the person she was holding her was Du Cheng, she felt relieved inexplicably.

Du Cheng had actually known Han Zhiqi's actions for a long time, and he had roughly guessed what Han Zhiqi wanted to do. However, although Han Zhiqi was inconvenient, how could Du Cheng ask for help with that kind of thing? So Du Cheng pretended that he had not appeared. It was not until Han Zhiqi fell that Du Cheng hurriedly walked in.

"Are you okay?

Looking at Han Zhiqi, whose pretty face turned pale due to the intense pain, Du Cheng asked quickly.

"Pain d"

It would be fine if Du Cheng didn't ask. After asking this, Han Zhiqi, who was so distressed that she felt heartbroken, was like a small boat drifting to find the shore port. She responded with a sob. Her eyes, which were originally lively, were already red with pain, filled with rain and fog.

However, Han Zhiqi was tough. In the pain before, a few girls would endure it as hard as she did, especially the heart-wrenching pain, which was definitely not something that ordinary girls could tolerate.

At this moment, Han Zhiqi seemed to have found a vent of pain. Coupled with the previous complaint, she was a little choked, and then she started crying.

Seeing Han Zhiqi being tortured like this by the wound on his foot, Du Cheng felt even more guilty. However, under such circumstances, he was not easy to do anything, so he could only hold Han Zhiqi like that.

However, although Du Cheng felt guilty, he could still feel the softness of Han Zhiqi's delicate body through a layer of bath towel, as if he was holding a piece of soft jade in his arms, which was very comfortable.

And when Han Zhiqi started crying like this, she stopped quickly because she had to sit on something more important.

Looking at Han Zhiqi's eagerness to speak and his pretty face blushing again, Du Cheng didn't say much, and hugged Han Zhiqi's soft body and walked towards the bathroom room.
Chapter completed!