Wen Li scratched his head and added tremblingly The dream lover of thousands of girls? "

"Oh."

Han Ximing's reaction is still light and asks, "what about you? And the man of your dreams? "

"Ah?"

Wen Li was shocked, and her pink lips were slightly open.

This

Who can tell her that she's not dreaming? Even if she meets the president, is she being teased by him now?

Hum!

As soon as Wen Li's face shakes, she doesn't care how noble his identity is. In short, she can't tease her!

"Excuse me, please. I'm going home." Wen Li calm face, not happy to stare at him.

Han Ximing's eyes moved down and fell on her limping ankle.

He slightly bent down, the next second, he picked up Wenli.

"Ah..." Wen Li is shocked, and his body is already in his arms. "What are you doing?"

"Go home."

Han Ximing dropped her eyes and said, "don't move, or I'll handcuff you Take you to the police station! Forget about touching porcelain? "

"Well --" Wen Li was stunned and did not dare to move any more.

Han Ximing took Wenli into the car and said, "drive."

"Yes."

"Let go." Wen Li frowned, far away from Han Ximing.

Han Ximing's thick eyebrows are locked. What's wrong with Xiao Li?

"You..."

Before he spoke, Chen Ziang turned to Wen Li and said, "Hello, long time no see."

"Well?" Wen Li was surprised, "Sir, who are you?"

"Er..." Chen Zi'ang was stunned and looked at Han Ximing.

Wen Li leaned over and stared at Chen Ziang, "I'll have a good look Are you a regular customer of Gordon? "

Han Ximing, frowning and gloomy, drags Wenli and roars, "sit down!"

"Ah..." Wen Li is in pain. She bumps her back against her back and stares at Han Ximing.

But in contact with his cold eyes, there was a chill in his neck, and he immediately shrunk his neck and sat down honestly.

Along the way, it was unusually quiet.

Piansheng, Wenli can't stand being so quiet.

She scratched her head and went to see Han Ximing, "Hello, sir Do you want to be so mean? "

"Well?" Han Ximing's eyes were not smiling. "How do you say that?"

"That's right, I've touched porcelain..." Wen Li shriveled his mouth, "but didn't I succeed?"

"Oh." Han Ximing said faintly, "failed to touch porcelain I'm guilty of the same thing. "

“.... Bang You're welcome, Wenli.

"What are you doing with me? What crime have I committed? Sir, you are so busy. Why spend your energy on me? Also, you are superior, do not know the suffering of the people, right? Do you think I'd like to touch porcelain? But for poverty, who wants to do this? "

"Poor?"

Han Ximing raises her voice and leans towards Wen Li.

“....” Wen Li swallowed his saliva subconsciously, "what do you want to do?"

"Poor?" Han Ximing frowned, "Why are you poor?"

Huh?

Wen Li is at a loss. Poverty means poverty. Why?

Her eyes turned, her mouth suddenly shriveled and she began to cry.

"Wow Sir, please forgive me! I'm not a criminal. I'm forced by life when I touch porcelain. How can I know that I'm so unlucky that I bumped into you for the first time? You have a lot of money, please bypass me this time! "

Tears come, blink, look at Han Ximing pitifully.

Bang

Han Ximing hooked his lips. Although he didn't know what happened to Xiao Li, he was as lovely as before.

The car drove into the inner yard and stopped at the gate of his yard.

"Here you are, sir."

"Well."

Han Ximing pushes the door open and gets out of the car. He goes to Wenli, opens the door and leans down.

The voice was soft and gentle. "I'll hold you."

“....” Wenli is dull. What happened to her.

Han Ximing, holding Wenli in her arms, goes all the way to the porch and goes directly to the second floor and his master bedroom.

"Sneeze!"

As soon as she went in, Wenli couldn't help sneezing.

Han Ximing looked down at the man in her arms and frowned, "what's the matter?"

"Ha ha." Wen Lishan said with a smile, "it's so cold here."

Han Ximing holds her, walks to the sofa and puts her down. Knead her head, "the air conditioner is too big. I'll adjust it and sit still."

“.... Oh Wen Li nods, what does this man mean?

Didn't you bring her back for questioning? Why so gentle?Before long, the air conditioning in the room was not so good.

Dada

On the mahogany floor, there were footsteps. Han Ximing came back with a medicine box in his hand. Wen Li is a little nervous, subconsciously clenched the palm of his hand, "you're back."

"Well."

Han Ximing nodded slightly, squatted in front of her, opened the medicine box, and took out the medicine oil and bandage from it.

He pours the oil in his palm, grabs Wenli's foot and takes off her shoes.

"Ah..." Wenli face a hot, embarrassed to retract, "no, no need."

"Don't move."

Han Ximing twisted her eyebrows and sipped, "my ankle is swollen, don't you know?"

“.... Oh Wen Lishan nodded, more and more did not understand his intention.

The palm of Han Ximing's hand is close to her swollen ankle, and her strength is just good. She kneads and kneads.

"Hiss..." Wen Li pain straight frown, "pain."

"Well." Han Ximing frowned and nodded, "it's a little painful. Bear it If it's too light, the oil can't get into the vein, and it doesn't work. "

"Oh." Wen Li looked at him, "Sir, you Is it always so good for prisoners? "

Han Ximing didn't speak, but the action on her hand stopped and continued.

He smeared the oil, picked up the elastic bandage and wrapped it around Wen Li's injured ankle one by one, explaining, "this will relieve the injury But you have to be careful when you walk. "

After thinking about it, he said, "don't walk around these two days, just stay in the room."

“....”

Wen Li's mouth widened in amazement and pointed to the room, "Sir, don't you want me to stay here all the time? This... "

This room is a man's bedroom. She has a bad feeling.

"Where do you live?"

Sure enough, Han Ximing micro hook lips, "this is my room, of course, I also live here."

"Ha?" Wen Li was excited and stood up, "don't be kidding! You, you are a man

"Yes."

Han Ximing looked at her with a solemn face. "It's yours Men. "

"Well?"

Wen Li was stunned and pointed to him, "no, I just touched a porcelain, but I didn't succeed! What kind of new punishment is this? If I touch a porcelain, will I sleep with you? "

"Sit down."

Han Ximing raised her hand and pressed her back to the sofa, "doesn't her foot hurt? Stand up and do what? "

“....” Wen Li is speechless. She's going crazy! Why is this man so strange?