Chapter 143: The Little Fat Man Is the Devil!
Xia Qing didn't stop.
I cut off the curtains, looked at the ward again, and pushed the coffee table at an angle.
This is not enough, seeing the man's beautiful face that is about to collapse, Xia Qing suddenly stepped forward and stabbed Pei Zhengyang's trouser leg with a knife.
Pei Zhengyang's breathing was unsteady, his chest was heaving, and his aching forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Xia Qing didn't seem to see it, and slashed down with a knife, tearing off half of Pei Zhengyang's trouser leg.
The man couldn't bear it, "Lin Xiaqing!" ”
Just by spitting out these three words, Pei Zhengyang felt more pain in his chest.
Xia Qing showed a gentle smile at Pei Zhengyang, his black peach blossom eyes were full of harmlessness, and he said to Pei Zhengyang word by word, "I change the conditions, the second young man is not allowed to touch everything in this ward during his hospitalization, let alone change the ward, is it feasible?" ”
Pei Zhengyang took a deep breath and pressed the tip of his tongue against his back molars, "Are you sure?" I will only promise you one condition, don't waste it. ”
"It's something I need to think about if the waves are not wasted, and I don't have to worry about it." Xia Qing looked at Pei Zhengyang's uncomfortable appearance, and the unhappy mood just now was finally relieved.
"Thirty million!" Pei Zhengyang gritted his teeth.
"I'm not short of money." These days have been busy taking care of Xiong Xiong, Xia Qing has not had time to deal with the matter of shares, and heard from Midsummer Trust that there are several documents that need to be signed by her before they can be fully effective.
When those contracts come into effect, she will be short of money with five percent of Pei's shares?
Joke!
Pei Zhengyang took a deep breath, "Change again." ”
"You said that Grandpa Pei thought that I had a life-saving grace for you, if I accidentally bumped the old mansion somewhere, the old man probably won't blame me, right?" Xia Qing asked the man on the hospital bed with a sincere face.
One sentence made Pei Zhengyang shudder.
He knows a little bit about this little fat man these days, he doesn't agree today, he doesn't know what she will toss the old mansion into, he endured the hospital and passed, but what about the old mansion?
How could he endure it!
Pei Zhengyang never thought in his life that he would be threatened by a little fat man and had no choice, but he owed her a great favor, she was still Xiong Xiong's biological mother, and she couldn't do anything.
Closing his eyes fiercely, Pei Zhengyang opened his beautiful peach blossom eyes again, "Okay." ”
"That's really thank you." Xia Qing said this in his mouth, but he glanced at the man unceremoniously in his eyes, with a deep disgust.
Pei Zhengyang was swept by this look and felt uncomfortable, but when he lowered his head, he cut the quilt with a knife, and when he looked up, he saw the curtain that had been cut in half diagonally, and the coffee table on the side was crooked, and even the apple basket of the same size was half of it put in by her at some point.
Uncomfortable.
Pei Zhengyang was very uncomfortable, he wanted to close his eyes, but his mind was full of oblique or crooked things in this room, and in the end, he had no choice but to keep his eyes on Xia Qing's face.
The little fat man has no advantages, but he just looks symmetrical.
The eyes are symmetrical, the flesh and face are symmetrical, and the chest is ...... The degree of symmetry is more than that of ordinary people, and the legs are evenly fat, which is very eye-catching.
Pei Zhengyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xia Qing seemed to see the man's intentions, and the big eyes that were sparkling with water gave Pei Zhengyang a Wink without warning.
In order to avoid thinking about this terrible room, Pei Zhengyang's whole mind was on Xia Qing's body, and he was suddenly Winked, and his heart jumped inexplicably, as if he was electrocuted.
The next moment, he saw Xia Qing put down his hair, and then split it in half vertically from the middle, tied up half of it, and draped it down in half.
Pei Zhengyang, "......"
Pei Zhengyang, who thought he was lucky to survive on the operating table, felt that he was about to die of myocardial infarction at this moment.
This little fat man is the devil!