Chapter 11: Anger Me, Good for You?
Jin Hanchen's nervousness made An Zuo feel very ironic. She looked up at him, pursed her lips and smiled, laughing at herself.
"Disturb Mr. Jin's errands, and naturally take a lesson! Not to mention this bit of blood, even if I get another shot, I deserve it! ”
After finishing speaking, An Zuo realized what he had said, and he couldn't wait to put his tongue. Head bite off!
After the reunion, both of them tacitly agreed not to mention this past, why didn't they hold back this time? Didn't hold back?
Jin Hanchen's back stiffened, and the five fingers of his right hand were curled up, trembling. The shaking is so unnatural. On the resolute and timeless face, the thin lips were pursed, as if he was restraining something.
An Zuo was afraid of retaliation again, racked his brains to remedy, and couldn't wait.
"That...... It was an auditory hallucination, and I didn't say anything! Really, I ...... Yes! ”
Before the words fell, Jin Hanchen suddenly bumped into him and pressed An Zuo. On the wall, leaning over and sealing her lips.
The hot temperature, the scorching breath, and the breath that belonged to Jin Hanchen went straight into An Zuo's nose, invading her reason.
That's. Night, he is also like this, fierce and crazy mouth to stop her. Let her indulge, let her mistakenly think that love is coming.
However, the next day, he used the cold gunfire to burst the bubble of her sweet dream!
"Hmm...... Put...... Not...... Let go of ......"
An Zuo was embarrassed to refuse, struggling. But Jin Hanchen took advantage of the moment when she opened her mouth to make more inches.
"The medicine kit is coming......" Sanko hurried over, stunned by the scene in front of him.
God, what did he see?
The big boss of the Buddhist system, even forced his mouth to be a little girl?
Too...... It's so exciting. Exploded!
Jin Hanchen, who was disturbed, sideways to protect An Zuo from being seen. His eyes as cold as frost turned into knives and flew directly towards Sanko.
"Put things down, get out!"
Sankoh, who felt that his personal safety was threatened, rolled numbly. There were only two people left in the office, Jin Hanchen and An Zuo, and the atmosphere was awkward.
"Treat the wound first!"
An Zuo, who was adjusting his breathing, was not hypocritical, shook off Jin Hanchen's outstretched hand, walked straight to the sofa, and skillfully rummaged for medicine.
"I'm a doctor and I can handle it myself. Is there a mirror? ”
After speaking, he thought of Jin Hanchen's temper and was worried that he would get angry again. An Zuo changed his words again and again.
"You can do it without a mirror, and the phone has a camera......"
Jin Hanchen pursed his lips and was silent, his eagle eyes stared at the wound on An's left forehead, his face was gloomy and terrifying. He walked over with long legs, and couldn't help but take the things in An's left hand, and said in an irrefutable tone.
"I'm coming!"
The mouth just now was embarrassing enough, An Zuo didn't want to have any physical contact with this man again, so he mustered up the courage to refuse.
"I can do it myself!"
"It's good for you to provoke me?" Jin Hanchen stared at An Zuo closely, very unhappy with her resistance.
Under the eyes of Ru Torch, An Zuo compromised.
After a simple treatment, Jin Hanchen directly picked up An Zuo and strode out. An Zuo only had time to exclaim, and the whole person was already in Jin Hanchen's powerful arm.
"Hey, what are you going to do?"
"Go to the hospital!"
"What are you going to do in the hospital?"
"Treat the wound!"
Nima! It's just a little bit of skin, is it necessary to go to the hospital? Is it necessary?
Why are you being held?
"I said it's okay, let me down!"
An Zuo was angry and annoyed, and his voice couldn't help but be a little louder. Suddenly heard the sound of something hitting the floor, and only then did he realize that he had become the focus of attention. An Zuo was embarrassed and lowered his voice.
"Jin Hanchen, you let me down first!"
"If you want me to blow up the welfare home, just come down!"