She closed her eyes, aggrieved and played with a harmless little temper, a distressing little temper.

The man's thin lips pursed a faint arc, "You said, are you sure it's not you?" ”

"You say me!" The girl pushed him, was hugged by him, bowed her head and kissed her hair,

"It's not safe outside, don't worry me. I want my woman to wake up in my bed every day, I want to exercise my boyfriend's rights, and I also want to fulfill my boyfriend's obligations, promise me, huh? ”

At night, he opened his brown eyes, his curly eyelashes flickered a few times, and he looked up at him, "You calculate me, you want to sleep with me." ”

"Hmm." The man bent down and kissed her on the lips, and finally the thin lips fell on her smooth forehead, "I want to sleep with you, it's a fact,"

When the girl glared at him slightly angrily, she continued, "I also want to take care of you, I want to dry your long hair every day, I want to see your face when I wake up at sunrise, I want to kiss your lips before I go to bed, I want to sleep with you in my arms at night, and I promise me at night." ”

Her eyelashes twitched, her brown eyes staring at his deep eyes, and her heart was shocked.

He wasn't lying.

"But you haven't fallen in love with me yet." She closed her eyes, not daring to look at him.

His eyes were very dark, like ink, and like an ancient well, which made people unprobeable depth, and there was a dark tide surging in it, she couldn't see it clearly, and she didn't dare to see it clearly, she was afraid that once she was trapped in it, she would never be able to get out again.

"What is love at night." The man hugged her, his eyes fixed on her.

"What is love?" She opened her eyes, stared blankly ahead, and muttered to herself, "Love is crazy enough to kill people without blinking, love is surging jealousy, love is a tragic betrayal." She lowered her face and smiled faintly, "Love, it's really a bad thing." ”

The man hugged her arm tightly, his eyes locked on her dazed little face, "Who told you that love is this?" ”

Yezi frowned and raised his face to look at him, "Do you still need to tell me?" Your Miss Bai is really good,"

She lowered her face and leaned against him, her delicate little face was cold, "I'm thinking, if I wasn't smart, I guess I wouldn't have survived, she was really ruthless." ”

Bo Qiyan's eyebrows tightened, "I'm still investigating this matter, you rest first, and I'll have someone send a change of clothes." ”

Yezi nodded.

He obviously didn't want to talk about it anymore, she let go of him and leaned back against the head of the bed, "Help me get the bed down, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while." ”

Bo Chuyan looked at her hair and face clean, and raised her eyebrows.

When he carried her to the hospital, her long black hair, her face and body were dyed with blood, but now she was refreshing, and even her hair was fluffy and fragrant.

"Who washed your hair?"

"Leng Siche asked the caregiver to help, and after the examination, there was blood on his body, which was very uncomfortable." She lay down and closed her eyes after speaking, "I'm sleepy, you can rest for a while, it's late." ”

It was now nearly eight o'clock, and she had endured such a scene again, and she had slept very early in the past, but now she was even more tired, and she almost closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The man squinted his eyes slightly, walked into the bathroom, washed his hands, returned to the bedside, helped her cover the quilt, leaned over and kissed her on the eyebrows, and then turned around and closed the door, letting the bodyguards guard the door, and walked to the dean's office.

In the corridor, the man recalled Leng Siche that the little woman blurted out at the end.

He remembered that before, she called him Dean Leng.