"Grandma, don't worry, since he was injured for me, I'll go upstairs now to help him with medicine."

When Mrs. Han heard this, her heart suddenly bloomed with flowers.

Her family is lonely and wants to drug that disobedient stinky boy in person!

Isn't this a godsend for the stinky boy to explain up close that he can't do that.

That's great.

Old Lady Han paused her scurrying body and replied with a smile.

"Lonely, grandma knows that you are a good girl with a good heart. As you said, I'm going to get you a medical kit right now. ”

Before Mrs. Han could say anything, she ran away like a monkey that had gotten a banana.

Ye Lone: "......"

How did she feel a bad premonition!

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Upstairs.

Han Qi stretched out his long arm and opened the door neatly.

Upon entering the room, he calmly took off the suit that was clinging to his wound.

His face was expressionless, his thick sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his thin lips were pursed into a coastline.

At the same time, with the sound of tears separating the fabric and flesh, the black shirt and tailored suit were simply thrown on the ground.

There was obviously some terrifying horror behind him, but the hard muscle lines of his body still exuded an alluring aura.

Bang bang bang.

The torn clothes hit the ground, and there was a knock at the door.

Han Qi put one hand in his pocket and opened the door with an indifferent expression.

After seeing the people outside the room, the indifference on his face was no longer there, and an ice cube face rose to the floor.

"How are you!"

Han Qi frowned, looked at Ye Lone, and asked coldly.

Ye was lonely and froze for a second.

I'm afraid this guy is dying of shameless narcissism again.

Then Ye Lao calmed his mood, patted the medicine box in his hand, and replied calmly.

"I'm here to medicate you, after all, you were injured because of me, and I don't want to owe anyone a favor."

Han Qi looked at Ye Liao and snorted mockingly.

Then, he stretched out his strong elbow and pulled Ye Liao into the room.

The door slammed shut.

Ye Lao was confused by Han Qi's sudden movements.

She first steadied her stumbling body, and then said with a slight annoyance.

"Han Qi, what are you going to do! Since you don't want to take the drug, forget it. ”

Ye Lonely walked a few steps forward and put the medicine box in his hand on the wine shelf.

Then he turned around, opened the door, and headed out.

However, two hands like iron pincers suddenly pressed Ye Lone's thin shoulders.

The iron tongs lifted it hard, and Ye Lonely was pressed behind the door in a daze.

Mom, what is this Han Qi doing naked? He's not going to kiss her again!

Could it be that he is really addicted to kissing her?

The most important thing is that every time she kisses her, he really thinks he is a domineering president?

Ye Lonely was stunned, fluttering his eyes from time to time, and watched Han Qi's face continue to approach her.

Until, a whirling stream of hot air sprayed on her lips.

Ye Lao instinctively turned his face away.

The heat stopped in Ye Lao's ears because of this, but a sneering and mocking voice also fell into her ears.

"What? Do you think I'm going to kiss you again? Aren't you tired of telling me that you use such a despicable method to seduce me every time? ”

Ye Lone's mind suddenly returned, and she wanted to refute it.

Han Qi let go of Ye Lone, took a step back, and raised the volume of sarcasm.

"Heh, medicated? Can you find a better reason? You think I'm here to help you for your safety. ”

At this point, a sneer slipped across Han Qi's face.

"Don't think too much, I'm just afraid that my grandmother will be sad later, so I will help you by the way, otherwise I will save you, why!"