Chapter 807
Yemo frowned slightly, and gasped hissingly: "Well, be gentle."

Well, well, it's still that precious young master.

Xiaobai dragged his hand to his mouth, and blew gently, delicately and gently, Yemo's eyes were full of love that couldn't be melted away.

Xiaobai applied medicine to him while blowing air, looked up at him, her concern was palpable, filling Yemo's heart, she asked him softly, "Will this be better? It won't hurt so much, right?"

Yemo's brows were still knit together: "Well...it still hurts..."

Yemo's eyes said that he needs to be kissed and hugged so that it won't hurt, Xiaobai pouted, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand lightly: "Does this still hurt?"

Yemo pointed to the corner of his mouth: "I hope this is the one that got hurt."

Xiaobai ignored someone who took advantage of the fire and continued to give him medicine carefully. The scenery along the way is beautiful, the sky is so high, so far and so blue, which makes people yearn for it and make people linger on it. The place is a good place, but there are not so many people. good.

Xiaobai gave him good medicine, glanced at Pei Yi in front of him, and whispered: "I didn't even know that all your bodyguards are equipped with guns."

Yemo reached out and ruffled her hair: "How can I protect me with bare hands if I'm not worthy of a gun?"

"Aren't guns banned? Are you not a ZF official?"

He smiled: "Anyway, you just need to know that my guns are legal."

Xiaobai raised his eyes and said to Pei Yi, "Send your boss back to the hotel."

Ye Mo clasped his fingers tightly with her, and looked at her with raised eyebrows: "I want to live in a work shed with you."

Xiaobai watched the scenery outside the window slowly receding behind him, and said softly: "You are injured, and you are not used to living in that kind of poor place, so don't wrong yourself."

In front of the magnificent hotel, Pei Yi stopped the car slowly, and got out of the car with Emily.

Yemo's palm was warm, wide and strong, and he held her tender white hand in the palm. There was a space where her ring finger was. Yemo felt very uncomfortable in his eyes. His voice was low and sexy: "Ah Bai, stay, eh?"

It was like a cicada's wing gently falling on her heart. When the wind blew, the cicada's wing fluttered gently, making her feel itchy.

The little person in her mind jumped out to reason with her, Yemo was injured because of you, although the injury was so slight that it could be ignored, but the so-called courtesy is light and affection is heavy, um, you have to stay with her.

"Hmm..." She responded lightly.

It was night, the wind was bright and the moon was bright, and the air in southern cities was filled with sweetness. The pace of life here was very slow, so it was a good place for retirement.

Xiaobai was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom of the ultra-luxurious presidential suite, enjoying the service of pinching her feet by the super-high-standard head of the Ye Family.

Xiaobai swiped his phone, drank milk, and acted like a mistress, sometimes instructing Yemo which side was heavier and which side was lighter like a country. Yemo was willing to be enslaved by her, and the corners of his mouth kept smiling.

Yemo's hand squeezed to the wrong place, Xiaobai knocked off his hand and tried to chat with him.

(End of this chapter)

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