"Meng Ye. ”

Outside the abandoned factory, a man in a black hoodie crushed a yellow-haired gangster over-the-shoulder under his feet, his elbow pressed his neck, and when he saw Meng Zixiao's figure, he bowed his head respectfully and said hello.

The man lowered his eyes with a cold face, and the handkerchief carefully wiped his fingers back and forth, "Aze, there is another upstairs, according to the old rules." ”

Hearing this, Aze put on a hoodie, and a wicked smile appeared on his face, "Don't worry, Master Meng." ”

Aze has no father or mother, and has been by his side since he was a child, and the 20-year tacit understanding allows the two to understand the meaning with just a simple look.

Without further words, Mencius walked to the car and met the girl's teary eyes.

The apricot eyes are clear, the eyebrows are picturesque, but there are a few bruises on the white cheeks, and the bloody skin has already rubbed out of the neck.

"I'll take you to the hospital first. Meng Zixiao took out the medical kit from the trunk of the car, took out iodine wine and gauze, and planned to clean her wounds first.

The man's fingers swept over her wrist, and a cool and tingling feeling came to her heart, Xia Xiaoyu couldn't help but gasp and forcibly didn't shout, and her little hand tightly grasped the corner of his clothes.

Even if he was just tugging on his clothes, Meng Zixiao could clearly feel the girl's nervousness and fear, and the strength of his hands couldn't help but decrease a little.

With the gentle strength of the man, the tingling pain in the wrist gradually weakened, and suddenly Meng Zixiao exclaimed with a force, "Meng Zixiao, you are lighter!"

"Lighter?" Mencius Xiao's tail voice was slightly raised, and the resonance of the nasal cavity had a charming tone, but the tone was still a little angry, "If I am lighter, you won't go to your heart, and this time you have to remember it for a long time." ”

Snorting aggrievedly, Xia Xiaoyu gently pulled the corner of his clothes, "Why don't you send me home in the future?"

Her careful thinking seemed to be quickly exposed, Meng Zixiao leaned close to her eyelashes and trembled slightly, and a cotton swab dipped in iodine wine in her hand wiped the bruises on her cheeks, "I'm your boss, not your driver." ”

…… The routine failed.

Seeing the loss in Xia Xiaoyu's eyes, he got a little closer, his thin lips close to the tips of her ears, as if every word rubbed against the tips of her soft ears, "But in case you run around, it's better to send you home." ”

She lowered her head slightly and buried her head in the man's neck, smelling the woody scent on his body, her heartbeat instantly accelerated, and even her breathing became a little heavier.

"However, as a reward, your wages ...... Give me half of it every month. ”

？？？

She is already the least earned intern in Dingyou, and Meng Zixiao still has to deduct her pitiful internship salary?

And the lion opened his mouth to ask for half of it!

"Brother Zixiao~ Don't be like this~ It's not easy for people to make money!" The little hand let go of the corner of his clothes, and instead hugged his neck, and got a little closer to him, and instantly the tip of their noses rubbed lightly.

A wisp of crimson stained her cheeks, her hand gently rubbed the back of Meng Zixiao's neck, and said in a milky voice: "Brother Zixiao~I like you very much~"

Brother Zixiao?

Like?

Is it so easy for this little guy to say what he likes?

Looking at the cute and foul little guy in front of him, Meng Zixiao's eyes were smeared with deep and shallow emotions, but they fluctuated without leaving a trace.

"Be nice, I'll take you to the hospital now. ”

After changing his mood, he lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch, it was getting late and late, and it seemed that he had to send her to the hospital to bandage her pancreas quickly, otherwise it would be troublesome if it caused a serious infection.

“…… I don't want to go to the hospital. Xia Xiaoyu didn't let go of him, she was still nestled in his arms, she had already been poisoned and cleaned up her wounds just now, and she didn't want to go to the hospital anymore. This month, she has already gone once, and her heart is extremely resistant.

But Meng Zixiao's serious and cold appearance made her dare not resist.

"Forget it, let's go......"

"That's good. ”

After a second, she changed her mind again—

"I don't want to be good...... Let's not go. ”

"I can't help you. ”