Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye's face flushed red, this posture is too... what is it! He was sitting, and he was being held like this, like a hug. What's more, she had to stand on tiptoe. If she didn't maintain her balance, she would really sit on the man's lap. .

   "Let go!"

"Hey, if I could let go, do you think I'd still not let go by now?" The man's voice was hoarse, he suddenly reached out and stroked her face from her eyes, with a complicated expression, "Han Xiaoye, what are you doing with this woman? Good? What do you think you're good at? You have a bad temper, like a stone in a ditch. You're not that pretty. Your figure used to be just a flat-bottomed washboard, but now it's just three layers of tires. You don't even have it at all. What do you think you are good for? You can let the Lord fight with others for you? "

   "I didn't let you fight again." Han Xiaoye was even more depressed, who did she provoke? She was dragged here inexplicably, her mobile phone was confiscated, and she was despised from head to toe by him. Who is she looking for?

  Han Xiaoye is very stuffed.

   She has grown a bit of flesh recently, but only a little, not a lot. It's dead, the lower abdomen is not flat with those abdominal muscles, how come there are only three layers of tires?

   Speaking of temperament, she doesn't say how temperamental she is, and she doesn't look like a shrew when she says it?

   "You didn't let the lord fight, who the **** made him like to kneel in front of you and wag his tail to beg for mercy?"

  Han Xiaoye was stunned, "I didn't mean that."

   "I know you're not, you did nothing wrong, you just don't like me."

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye didn't know what to say.

  There is only one heart in a person, she has someone she likes, how could she like another one? Isn't that what green tea is?

   She gritted her teeth and said, "Yes. I don't like you."

   The man's peach blossom eyes swayed violently. She clearly saw the pain. Suddenly, he raised his rosy lips, his eyes were clearly complicated, and he lowered his head and laughed. The bitterness and inability to resist in the laughter are mixed with contradictions. His eyes stared straight at her, the light in his eyes was amazing, as if something had been decided.

   "Han Xiaoye, you are so **** cruel!"

  "..." Han Xiaoye felt very uncomfortable and moved his mouth, "I'm sorry."

   "Don't say sorry to me, I'll feel sorry for myself." The unruly man hugged her tightly, his wrists tucked together, suddenly, he stretched out his hand and slapped a knife on the back of Han Xiaoye's neck unexpectedly.

  Han Xiaoye had a pain in his neck and looked at him in disbelief. The next second, he fell into boundless darkness——

   Quan Ronglian picked up the limp and walked upstairs.

   The housekeeper saw it and hurried forward, "Young Master Quan, why don't I carry this young lady up..."

   Before he could finish speaking, a sharp gaze swept over him, and the butler was so frightened that his back was wet with cold sweat, and the rest of the words were swallowed into his throat.

After    Quan Ronglian glanced at him, she went up with the person in her arms. After putting the person on the big bed in the bedroom on the second floor, he stood there quietly and watched for a while.

  The sleeping person is extremely peaceful, with thin pink lips and long eyelashes, and can't see the weird elves when they wake up, and they are full of tricks. It looks like a cute doll.

   He half-kneeled by the bed, took off the shoes of the person on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and then stood up.

   Just then, his cell phone rang.

   He hung up the phone quickly and ruthlessly, not wanting any noise to disturb the sleeping person. Although he knew that even if the phone rang, the person sleeping on the bed would not wake up.

   Quan Ronglian stood by the bed and watched for a while, then went out and closed the bedroom door. To the overwhelmed butler standing at the entrance of the stairs, he said hoarsely, "Go find an orthopaedic doctor."

   "Uh." Although the housekeeper was curious about what his young master was looking for a doctor for, he didn't dare to ask, and went to do it respectfully, "Okay."

   Half an hour later, the doctor came in a hurry.

   As soon as he came in, he saw a row of men in black and a man with a powerful aura sitting on the sofa. His legs trembled, "Young Master Quan."

   "Help me see someone."

   The man sitting on the sofa stood up and took him up to the second floor.

  He went upstairs. The person on the bed was sleeping peacefully. He turned on the light and pulled out the sleeping person's right hand, "See if it's broken."

   "I'll check it." The doctor squatted in front of the bed, checked it out, and concluded, "No, it's just a muscle and bone injury, so it looks so red. Put some ointment on it and it will be fine."

   He took out the spare ointment from the medicine box he brought and was about to wrap it up. Quan Ronglian took one step ahead of him, "I'll come. You tell me how to pack."

   The butler's jaw dropped in shock, and he couldn't help but look at Han Xiaoye a few more times.

  Who is this woman?

   The young master, who has always been insensitive to women, actually treats her like this...so...how do you say it? It's like being a baby.

   The one who made him break his eyes was still behind. The tall and unruly man squatted down naturally for fear of bending over to apply the ointment and hurting her hand, "Tell me, what to do."

Not only the housekeeper was stunned, but the doctor was also stunned. He was stunned for a while, until he was given an impatient look by the man, and then he reacted and said quickly, "Just apply the ointment to the injured area of ​​this young lady, and then use gauze. Wrap it up so the ointment doesn't fall out."

Quan Ronglian always wraps herself with a piece of cloth, but she takes Han Xiaoye very seriously. Although her movements are a bit clumsy, she tries her best to keep her hands light and her eyes down, as if she really does what the housekeeper thinks. , treat the sleepy person on the bed as a baby that will shatter at the touch of a touch.

   "Okay." He turned around, "Just like this?"

   "The medicine needs to be changed once a day, and it will be healed within a week." It was just a minor problem with a sprained finger. Otherwise, it is impossible to do surgery, right? Small problems like this don't need to see a doctor at all, just go to the pharmacy to buy a plaster, and you don't even need to buy a plaster.

  The doctor was sullen and did not dare to show it on his face.

   "Put the medicine down and let him give you the money." Quan Ronglian said without even looking at him.

   "Okay." The doctor followed the housekeeper out. Before going out, the two of them peeked at Han Xiaoye on the bed with similarities and differences.

   They were mainly too shocked. They really didn't understand why such an ordinary-looking little woman could make this turbulent man look like a baby.

   But it was only a glance, they quickly looked away, for fear of being discovered.

   As soon as the two went out, Quan Ronglian's cell phone rang again. The caller ID is still the same person.