How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1948 Sweet Marriage Chapter 509 A part-time worker dares to disobey the boss's order.

The next moment, Deng Meng sneered and said, "Hey, isn't this your young man from Peking University? Is this a hero here to save the beauty?"

Hao Xiaoman was stunned, and stood up too. She didn't have a telescope at hand, and although she was far away, she could vaguely make out the tall, straight and solemn figure.

It's really Beifanhang!

She frowned in displeasure, looked away, and fell on the face of the masked man: "You told him our location?"

The man didn't even bother to look at her, and turned the fish over with a blank expression: "It's not that Mr. Peking is scary. He asked me where you are. Do you think I dare not answer?"

Saying such 'spineless' words in such a blatant and cool tone, Hao Xiaoman couldn't tell whether he really 'dare not' or was mocking her for a while.

The propeller of the helicopter brought up a storm that covered the sky and snow, Hao Xiaoman shrank back and sat back.

The sound of the man stepping on the snow and approaching step by step was close at hand.

Finally, he finally stood still in front of her.

"I heard that you are sick." The icy cold voice was connected with the wind and snow between heaven and earth.

Hao Xiaoman calmed down, raised his head and gave him a polite smile: "Thank you for your concern, I'm much better now, you don't need to come here on purpose, we're going back soon."

The man didn't speak, and half knelt down in front of her, took off the gloves on his hands, and tried her forehead.

His hands were as cold as ever, as if someone grabbed a handful of ice and snow and stuck it to his forehead, Hao Xiaoman couldn't help shaking.

"You have a high fever." The voice became more and more serious.

Hao Xiaoman lowered his head and said 'hmm': "I've already taken the medicine, and I'm almost back to normal. It's because your hands are too cold that it seems..."

Before he finished speaking, the man took out a paper bag from nowhere, poured out a few pills of unknown medicine and handed it to her, then turned his head to look at Deng Meng and the masked man on the other side: "Water. "

Deng Meng rolled her eyes and didn't move.

She has a grudge against the Bei family, so it's fine if she doesn't want to listen to Bei Fanxing's orders, but she didn't expect the man beside her, a part-time worker in Bei Fanxing's hands, to dare to disobey the boss's orders.

As if he didn't hear it at all, he grilled fish there by himself.

Deng Meng thought for a while, forget it, after all, she wanted to give Xiaoman medicine, she couldn't vent her anger on Xiaoman's body for the sake of her own breath, and got up to get water.

If I knew it earlier, I would have bought some effective medicine, so that my illness would not be cured after procrastinating for such a long time.

……

The medicine brought by Beifanxing was indeed effective. After Hao Xiaoman finished taking it, he went into the tent and took a nap for an hour. So hot.

Bei Fanxing sat beside her and flipped through a book. Seeing that she was awake, he closed the book casually, poured out some abalone porridge from the thermos and handed it over: "Drink some porridge."

Hao Xiaoman bit his lip, and silently reached out to take it: "Thank you."

The porridge tasted good. She hadn't eaten much in the past few days. Now that the fever subsided, she was really hungry. Now she had a big appetite, and quickly finished a bowl of porridge.

From beginning to end, the man only said that sentence, three words.

While she was eating the porridge, the man's gaze quietly fell on her, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

When she was eating porridge, she could still pretend not to see it, but now that she was done drinking, she felt uncomfortable being stared at by his overly focused eyes, she coughed softly, and had nothing to say: "Where are Deng Meng and the others?"

(End of this chapter)