How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1821 Sweet Marriage 382 Ever since I came in, you haven't even looked at me?
She has paid so much pain and forbearance for him, it is really reasonable for him to want to find the best doctor in the world to help her repair her skin.

She lowered her head, put her head against the mirror, closed her eyes and remained silent.

She knew that getting emotional at such a time was really unreasonable, but no matter how many times she tried to persuade herself in her heart, the invisible but heavy sense of oppression was still lingering.

After staying in the bathroom for a full two hours, when he came out, his fingers were slightly wrinkled due to being soaked in the water for a long time.

While sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, the bedroom door was pushed open. Nan Mubai was on the phone when he came in. He didn't seem to expect that she was in the bedroom. When he felt someone was there, the door was obviously paused.

The sentence, "Please contact James for me and ask him to set up the operation time..." before he could finish his sentence, he paused along with his movements.

In less than a second, his expression returned to normal, and he said quietly, 'I'll call you later' and hung up the phone.

Maybe it was a burst of memory, she just glanced at it so hastily at that time, but the name 'James' can still be remembered till now.

"Why take a shower at this time?" The man walked in slowly, raised his hand and took off his suit jacket slowly.

The scarlet marks on the shoulders of the white shirt were so abruptly reflected in her eyes.

It's not the imprint of red lips, but it's obviously the color of lipstick, which is very close to Rong Feifei's lip color in the photo.

Maybe it was accidentally wiped when I turned my head to talk to him, or maybe it was... intentional.

Hao Xiaoman frowned, with a perfunctory curve on his lips: "I'm going out for a drink with my second brother in a while."

The man turned around to pick up the home clothes, paused slightly, and looked down at her: "Didn't you see it yesterday?"

"Well, the second brother is having a party with his classmates tonight. I used to go to the second brother's school to look for him. I got acquainted with his friends after coming and going, so we used to get together."

"Including the one named Liu Cheng?"

"Maybe. There are many people outside. They seem to say whose house they are going to gather in. I didn't ask very clearly."

The man was quiet for a few seconds, and then he spoke again, his voice had unknowingly lowered: "Xiao Man."

"Ok?"

"Look up and look at me."

"..."

Hao Xiaoman paused when she wiped her hair, closed her eyes and took a deep breath while taking off the towel. When the towel was pulled off, she looked up at him as if nothing had happened, with a smile on her lips: " What's wrong?"

The man didn't speak, but his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes as deep as the sea just looked at her unblinkingly: "If I'm not mistaken, you haven't even looked at me since I came in?"

Hao Xiaoman's heart felt weak for a while when he was staring at him with obvious probing eyes, and the corner of his lips deepened almost instinctively: "It's not that I don't know you, do I have to keep staring at you since you entered the door? Don't think about it , I'm going to be late soon, so I won't talk to you for now."

As she spoke, she hurriedly got up to go to the cloakroom to find clothes, and when she passed him by, her arm was suddenly grabbed by him.

As if the chaotic beating heart in her chest was also grasped, she gathered her five fingers together until the nails sank deep into the palm, and a sharp pain came from the nerve endings, and she barely controlled the desire to throw him away. impulse.

Turning around, raising his head with a smile: "What's the matter? I have something to say when I come back, okay? I'm really late!"

(End of this chapter)