Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

Xi Jiu used 50% of his strength in that kick. Even Cheng Yan, who has practiced ancient martial arts since childhood, was kicked half of his life.

Ruan Qi glanced at the woman who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and said worriedly, "Jiujiu, will something happen?"

After all, it was the Police Department, if Cheng Yan countered Xi Jiu's defense, it would be troublesome.

"The kick is on the acupuncture point, and it won't leave any internal injuries. Don't worry, baby."

Xi Jiu asked Mo Lan to cover the little girl's face with her coat, and then quickly left the police station with her in her arms.

The black Rolls-Royce started slowly.

Sitting opposite Ruan Qi, Xi Jiu carefully helped her roll up her trouser legs.

The little girl's skin was milky white and shiny, and there were two big blobs of bruise, black and purple on her knees, which looked extremely terrifying.

Xi Jiu pursed her lips in distress, her handsome features tensed up.

He touched his knee carefully with his fingers.

Ruan Qi flinched in pain, and let out a small hiss.

Xi Jiu's expression was extremely ugly, he knelt on one knee on the car mat, hugged the little girl in his arms and kissed her.

"Baby, your knee is hit a bit badly, you need to rub it away immediately. It may hurt when you rub it, baby bear with it, and go back and buy you something delicious, huh?"

Ruan Qi was amused by Xi Jiu's tone as if coaxing a child.

"Jiujiu, don't worry about rubbing, I'm not afraid of pain. I was beaten by my master since I was a child, so I don't pay attention to such a small injury!~"

The little girl raised her eyebrows in a particularly airy manner, as if being beaten up by her master since she was a child is something she is very proud of.

Xi Jiu couldn't laugh or cry when she looked at her girlfriend who felt superior even when she was beaten.

He took out a bottle of medicated oil from the storage box, poured it into his palm and rubbed it vigorously.

"Baby, hold on."

The hot big hands that were rubbed were attached to the girl Wu Qing's knees, and they were rubbed vigorously one by one.

Xi Jiu tried her best to hold back her strength, but Ruan Qi still retracted her leg in pain, but was firmly held down by the man kneeling on the car mat.

The tearful little girl hugged his neck in pain, and bit the man's earlobe as if venting.

Immediately, Xi Jiu seemed to be stimulated by a lion, and his body tensed up.

He took a deep breath, rolled his sexy Adam's apple gently, and said hoarsely, "Baby, let go."

Ruan Xiaoqi, like a little milk cat holding a small dried fish, immediately loosened the man's earlobe obediently, and then buried her small face in his neck aggrievedly.

The little girl's breath was hot and humid, with her own milky fragrance, all sprinkled on the man's most sensitive neck.

Xi Jiu felt uncomfortable from being teased, and her self-control was frantically swinging on the verge of collapse.

His pitch-black eyes were fixed on the little girl's Wu Qing's knee, but countless charming images flashed in his mind.

The hungry lion slowly woke up.

But the little white rabbit didn't know anything. He hugged the lion's neck and counted the hairs on the lion's head with great interest.

When she counted to the ninety-eighth, she finally remembered Cheng Yan who she had forgotten.

"Jiujiu, do you know Cheng Yan?"

"I don't know." Xi Jiu replied without thinking.

"Don't know?" Ruan Qi blinked suspiciously, "Cheng Yan is that Miss Cheng just now, don't you know Jiujiu?"

Xi Jiu stopped rubbing her hands on her knees and thought about it seriously.

Then shook his head: "I really don't know."

"..." Ruan Qi was silent for a moment, then held the man's head with her hands, and said worriedly, "Jiujiu, you won't lose your memory, right? Cheng Yan gave you medicine, why don't you know him? "