Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

When she sighed for the third time, a head suddenly fell on her shoulder.

She turned her head and saw that she was a man with very long eyelashes. Well, the skin was so white and white, so tender and tender.

She poked the head: "Sir."

The other party didn't move.

She poked again: "Sir."

He still doesn't move.

She poked hard: "Sir."

He moved and rubbed, brushing his eyelashes around her neck.

Itchy.

Chen Xiangtai touched his neck.

Is this fainted or asleep?

She pushed him, a little louder: "Sir."

The gentleman murmured.

She leaned over to listen.

Oh, I fell asleep because he was grinding his teeth.

In hospitals, such tired and collapsed family members are very common. According to the rules, the family members of the patient cannot be allowed to sleep in the hospital corridor. However, Chen Xiangtai feels that these family members are pitiful.

She supported the family member's head and let him lie down. The hospital was full of air-conditioning. She went to find two newspapers and covered them on the family members.

He turned over, the newspaper fell to the floor, and at the same time, the phone in his pocket fell on the chair.

Chen Xiangtai glanced at the phone on the chair. By coincidence, the phone in the photo sent to her with Ms. Tan was a model. She picked up the newspaper and covered "Sleeping Beauty" and his phone.

Lu Xinglan had a dream.

He dreamed of a spooky wood and a rabbit as tall as him.

The rabbit chased him behind.

"You stop!"

"You are not allowed to run!"

"This forest is mine. You can't go if I don't let you go."

He asked the rabbit: "Then how do you let me go?"

The rabbit said: "You let me take a bite."

He hesitated for a moment, and stretched a finger over.

The rabbit suddenly rushed over, pressed him to the ground, grinned his rabbit teeth, and said viciously, "I want to eat your carrots."

"I do not have--"

The rabbit nibble on his mouth.

"Xinglan."

"Xinglan!"

Lu Xinglan turned over.

Yao Tourmaline kicked over: "Lu Xinglan!"

He opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered: "Hmm..." His eyes were sleepy and there were pressure marks on his face.

Yao Tourmaline looked very hot: "Let you guard your sister, it would be nice for you to sleep here!"

He sat up, straightened his tie, and yawned, "Then I will go home and sleep."

Yao Tourmaline: "..."

She shouldn't wake him up and let others pick it up.

Lu Xinglan licked his lips, then licked again, a little dry.

At this point, the streets of Pullman are brightly lit.

On the VIP passage of the airport, there are two groups of people, standing on each side.

The group on the left is mostly Chinese.

"Brother Xiong, which road is on the opposite side?" Such a pomp.

Brother Xiong put his pockets in his hands and glanced at the opposite side: "Our earth emperor."

Oh, it's Master Xiao Zhi.

The guy on the right has all skin tones.

"Kun, why are the bear and tiger gang members here?"

A Kun ignored those people: "Don't worry about them."

At this moment, at the turn of the passage, the Chinese ran into the black.

One spoke English, very mad: "Don't you have eyes?"

One spoke Chinese and was very irritable: "You are blind!"

The English-speaking one howled in Chinese: "What did you say?"

The Chinese-speaking one shouted in English: "You say it again."

When they didn't agree, the two of them were about to fight.

Brother Xiong ordered his people: "Don't make trouble."

Kun also said to his people: "Come back."

The two who had almost gotten to work then converged, one to the left and the other to the right, their eyes clashing.

In addition to the two gangs who picked up the sword, there were also two people who were picked up.

Su Qinghou sat on the left hand side of the cabin aisle: "Pulman is here."

There is a big temperature difference between Pullman and the Imperial Capital, and here is the season of autumn wind.

Jiang Zhi sat on the right, and he unfastened his seat belt: "I know." His forehead was sweaty, and he stumbled when he unfastened the seat belt. Looking closely, his hands were shaking slightly. Zhou Xufang has no news yet, and his calmness on the surface is fake, and he almost can't breathe in panic.

Su Qinghou put on sunglasses, got up, walked quickly under his feet, with a cynical look on his face, hiding all his emotions under his eyes: "Then do you know whose site is here?"

Jiang Zhi walked in front, he put on the trench coat and turned his head back: "Want to retaliate against me?"

Su Qinghou was one or two meters away from him, walking behind: "What do you think?"

In the imperial capital, it was Jiang Zhi who had the upper hand, and when he arrived at Pullman, he had the final say.

He walked slowly, and there was something in his words: "Pulman is no one cares about, and it is common to die occasionally."

Jiang Zhi stopped and faced him: "Save Zhou Xufang first. After she returns safely, you can ask for anything." On one point, he emphasized, "Except for Zhou Xufang and my life."

These two are his bottom line.

Su Qinghou hugged his hand, so he looked at him in his spare time: "Are you begging me?"

Jiang Zhi licked his teeth and put his hands in his pockets. The cold sweat never stopped: "Yes."

Zhou Xufang is fierce, but it is because he wants him, so he has to bow his head.

Su Qinghou stepped forward and looked at Jiang Zhi wearing sunglasses: "Then please beg me."

The guy who can make an inch.

Jiang Zhi blew the broken hair on his forehead, admitting his fate: "Please." Don't ask him, as long as Zhou Xufang is okay, there is nothing he can't do.

Su Qinghou smiled, and Jiang Zhi’s beautiful cold face was reflected in the sunglasses: "I suddenly found that playing with you is more interesting than playing with Zhou Xufang." He liked this feeling of revenge, and the less happy others were. The happier he is.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

damn thing!