Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

"Hey me! My hand hurts." As he spoke, he pointed to his right shoulder with his left hand.

Tian Lingxin paused for the hand holding the vegetables, and when he turned his head to look at the pitiful man, he immediately felt a pain in the ass.

This man treated her like that this morning, but I have never seen him say it hurts. Now...

However, when I saw his pale face, my heart couldn't help softening.

In the end, I took the bowl and fed him like serving the old man.

However, this old man is not easy to serve...

"Excuse me, it's too hot, my mouth hurts..."

"Pinch some green vegetables, no green onions..."

"Everyone says no vegetable leaves..."

This damned man, she thinks he really deserves a beating.

Fortunately, just when Tian Lingxin couldn't bear it any longer, a servant came to report that Yu Xiaoyao was here, so he didn't get mad.

After the man was full and went out to the living room, Tian Lingxin received a call from Jia Xiaoyu, and settled for a hasty breakfast without cleaning it up, anyway, there was a servant.

He went back to his room, took his bag and hurried out the door. ,

However, just as she left the villa on a motorcycle, a van stopped outside the iron gate.

I saw a middle-aged man holding a bouquet of lilies and handing it to the guard.

When the servant came in with the big bouquet of flowers, Leng Xuanhan had just changed his medicine and was wearing the belt of his nightgown.

However, with a sharp eye, he spotted the large bouquet of flowers in the hands of the servant who walked in from the door.

lily?

No need to think about it, the one that flashed in his head was naturally that Xiao Yufeng, and Junyi's face darkened in an instant.

"Master, the flower shop just sent flowers, saying they are for the young lady."

As soon as he caught Leng Xuanhan's sight, the servant stepped forward and said.

When Yu Xiaoyao swept the bouquet of flowers, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and with a smile on his handsome face, he stretched out his hand and pushed the glasses on his face.

"Not bad! The lily in the morning is quite artistic."

However, as soon as Yu Xiaoyao's words fell, the bouquet of lilies, which was still held in the servant's arms, was grabbed by a handful, and thrown directly into the trash basket in the corner.

"In the future, no matter who sends flowers to Young Madam, they will just throw them in the trash can, do you hear me?" The deep voice sounded a little gloomy.

"It's the young master!" The servant quickly nodded and said yes, then retreated.

Leng Xuanhan felt that the previous good mood seemed to be ruined by that bouquet of flowers, and his heart felt a little sour.

However, the handsome face has already recovered its indifferent calm, except for the pair of deep black pupils that shimmered and flickered.

"Tsk tsk, what a waste, what a bouquet of lilies, you just ruined it like that." The magnetic voice said a little jokingly.

As for Leng Xuanhan who heard the words, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, he turned his head, and a cold light flickered.

"What? You like it very much? Yes, I remember that I seem to have the phone number of your wife's senior. Give me a call. I believe that every morning, you will appreciate such an artistic lily as you wish."

The expression on Yu Xiaoyao's face paused slightly, but his sharp eyes under the glasses shone with an inexplicable luster, staring at Haoyou who was drinking tea indifferently for a while.

"Xuan, have you fallen in love with her? I have never seen you have such a big reaction. If it is true, then don't let other men take advantage of it. You can't always be passive when it comes to feelings. The best way is to cut the mess quickly."

For her, is he really... in love with her? ? ?