Chapter 341: The Medicine Man of the Chaebol Princess (31)
Li Meng felt cold.
Cold?
She tugged at the quilt, her pale fingers, fragile as glass.
She looked at it in horror herself.
I can only pull the quilt a little bit to cover my body.
A beautiful and noble girl, she doesn't notice the danger in the shadows at all.
Her long eyelashes covered her eyes, her beautiful jaw was too delicate, her lips were light, and her complexion was like porcelain.
This frighteningly fragile beauty.
There was a huge impact that made the teenager can't help but look at her for a long time.
Finally, he adjusted his slightly heavy breathing.
only to come out slowly.
Lu Jiangshu walked to the side of the bed, revealing his habitual mask.
"The little princess is awake, what do you want to eat, my brother will let someone make it for you."
She is still in the Li family's house.
Everything here is what she is used to and comfortable with.
Lu Jiangshu was going to move out, but he didn't know why, but he suddenly changed his attention and continued to live in Li's house.
Maybe I'm worried that she won't adapt to the soil.
Let's die.
This idea is not an exaggeration, after all, Li Meng lives carefully.
Maybe you can move and die.
Li Meng found out that the male protagonist was coming, and she had an extra love-hate task, and she began to get busy again.
After all, minus 10,000 horror dreams.
It aroused her unprecedented thoughts of struggle.
Therefore, multiple tasks are equal to multiple points, although it is a little more difficult.
She still didn't complain.
Verbal expression of hatred, simple.
So she looked at him silently, a look of resentment.
Lu Jiangshu also looked at her silently, and the two looked at each other for a while.
Finally, Li Meng tentatively spoke, "I ......"
Then she had cramps.
There was a sharp pain in the calf, and the meridians in the feet twitched.
She felt that this broken body was not worthy of life, so she was cremated directly.
Just when Li Meng was tormented by cramps and loved and hated.
A warm palm, suddenly pressed down on her cramps, and began to massage her.
The strength of the fingers is unusually comfortable, and the kneading is just right.
The cramps were just a sudden, and they recovered quickly.
Li Meng found that the male protagonist's hand was placed on her calf, kneading it up little by little.
Although she understood that he was helping.
But why is this action so ambiguous?
Lu Jiangshu squatted seriously on the side of the bed, his fingers still unhurriedly kneading her cramps.
His beautiful eyelashes hung low, his thin lips slightly hooked, and a smile never faded.
"Are you better?"
Lu Jiangshu asked softly.
Li Meng felt that he had to scold him, ungrateful.
But as a vicious female partner, you can't have a conscience.
So she coldly rolled her eyes, "Let go, don't touch me." ”
Prompt tone: "Hate him." ”
Li Meng was dazed for a moment, oh, isn't the tone vicious enough?
Lu Jiangshu's movements paused, and then he was just about to let go.
I heard the girl's voice ringing calmly.
"I hate you."
Straightforward and simple.
Prompt satisfied: "Correct. ”
Li Meng: It's so simple, she understands.
Then she continued to glance at the task, intending to follow the chime to complete the task.
In this way, you can ensure that your points will not be deducted because of your unprofessionalism.
And the young man squatting beside her, the smile on the corner of his mouth still exists, but he slightly sideways his eyes, and his eyes gradually darkened.
And his fingers, lightly resting on her calves, seemed to be intentional.
His fingertips slid down slightly.
The girl's skin began to tremble, and she was afraid of itching.
And I'm afraid of pain, too.
Lu Jiangshu thought indifferently, his fingers clasped her ankles, and his strength increased little by little.
How much force does it take to break a person's foot?
As if he wanted to slow down someone's guard, he whispered: "It's okay to hate me, anyway, I did do bad things, and you hate ......"
Tone: "Love him." ”
Li Meng reacted a little timely for a while, "What? ”
Prompt tone: "Didn't you hate?" Love him at once, and that's how the love-hate mix goes. ”
Li Meng: "......"
It's too urgent.
However, in the prompt sound, her mind did not go through it.
Lu Jiangshu's chirping was also automatically ignored by her, she was afraid that the other party would affect her performance, so she reached out and slapped him on the mouth.
"Don't nag, listen to me."
Lu Jiangshu: "......"
And his fingers were already tense, and he was about to suddenly exert himself.
But the girl said neatly, "I love you." ”
Lu Jiangshu: "......"