More than tempted for you

Chapter 1195 Are you injured?
After parking the car, she was still dawdling in the car and refused to get out of the car. The man swayed, walked slowly, and pressed his hand on the door handle.

Xiaobai hadn't unlocked it yet, so he put his hand on his forehead and smiled guiltily.

He's mouthing 'open'...

Xiaobai shook his head, the man pulled the door forcefully, his eyes darkened: "Quickly open the door..."

Xiaobai just reached out to open the door, his hand was still covering his forehead, and when he got out of the car, he immediately burrowed into his arms: "I'm hungry, go back and eat."

The man pulled her hand away, and the bright red wound on her forehead was immediately exposed. Xiaobai hurried to strike first: "It really wasn't Ye Heng who hit him. I didn't stand firm when I hit him. I hit him by myself. Yemo, you can't really be angry at the crown and become a beauty, or all your patience will be in vain."

Yemo pulled her into the house with a black face: "It seems that the bump is not painful enough, you are still so lively."

Xiao Bai was dragged inside by him, Aunt Wu brought soup to the table, Xiao Zhuang saw his sister was injured and went home again, and was just about to come to comfort her, but was stopped by his brother-in-law overbearingly: "you eat first, I will give her Eat after taking the medicine."

Xiaozhuang was bitter, but he was a good boy who listened to his brother-in-law. If his brother-in-law told him to eat, he could only eat.

Aunt Wu put the medicine box in front of them and fled to the dining room to eat.

Yemo dipped iodophor with a cotton swab and rubbed it on her forehead, his voice was both reproachful and pampering: "Does it hurt?"

Xiaobai feels wronged: "It hurts...it hurts."

Yemo pinched her mouth: "Are you still impulsive in the future?"

Xiaobai said stiffly: "I'm still impulsive."

The man's cotton swab became heavier by two points: "Yeheng didn't hit you, but I wanted to hit you."

Xiaobai looked like he was about to cry: "I went through life and death for you outside, and you still want to beat me? Yemo, where's your conscience? Doesn't it hurt?"

Yemo was indifferent to her exaggerated and dramatic performance. He picked up the gauze at the side with a cold face, stuck it to her forehead, and tore off two more pieces and told her to stick them on.

Looking at her with deep eyes: "If you dare to be so impulsive and hurt yourself, I will not show mercy."

He pulled her up, and Xiao Bai said relentlessly, "You still want to hit me? How are you going to hit me?"

Ye Mo's palm just landed on her buttocks, and this palm attracted the eyes of the dining crowd at the dinner table. Xiaobai blushed, a little bit annoyed: "You dare to hit me? Do you dare to hit me for real?" ?”

Yemo held her in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Next time you dare to mess around, I'll take off your pants and spank your ass."

Xiaobai's ears turned red immediately, and he murmured and curled up in his arms, arguing, "How dare you?"

The man licked her earlobe lightly, and it was hot on the tip of his tongue. He snorted lightly: "Look at me, dare I."

Xiaobai's whole body turned red, and he quickly stretched out his hand to push him: "Eat, eat."

The meal was also a torment, Xiaozhuang and Aunt Wu kept glancing over, as if hesitating to speak, Xiaobai took two bites of the meal in a hurry, and then dragged Yemo upstairs.

"Go see your son first."

Yemo had little interest in his son, but she forcibly dragged him into the nursery. The six-month-old child had already begun to babble, and seemed to know someone.

It was the time when he was the cutest and the softest, and he was so white and pink that it was hard to put it down.

Li Baoer said more than once, let your Yaner go to shoot milk powder and diaper commercials, and I promise that he can support your whole family by himself.

(End of this chapter)