I'm nice please be nice to me

Chapter 13
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"I'm sorry." This time, Han Dong really apologized to Xiao Nuo sincerely.

Xiao Nuo put down the pen in his hand, not writing anything in his little notebook.

He walked up to Han Dong, stretched out his hand, gently unbuttoned Han Dong's coat, and then took off his coat.

The medicinal wine was poured on the soft and slender hands, and evenly spread on the large bruise on Han Dong's back.

Pain, accompanied by a cold feeling, spread from the back to the cranial nerves.

"What are you doing..."

A voice shouted angrily.

Immediately afterwards, Mengmeng rushed in with a bad face.

When Han Dong saw it, he knew that Mengmeng had misunderstood something...

Hastily explained: "Mengmeng, don't get me wrong, I'm injured, and Xiao Nuo is helping me with the medicine."

Mengmeng originally came to look for Han Dong, but she knocked and rang the doorbell at the gate, but no one came out to open the door for him after a long time.

She went home and took the key to Han Dong's house, opened the door and walked in.

No one on the first floor.

There was no one on the second floor.

The third floor was even more empty.

She went directly to the attic, and before he reached Han Dong's room, she saw Han Dong's shirtless body from afar, and Xiao Nuo was gently stroking Han Dong's back with his hand.

She thought about it all of a sudden, so he yelled angrily, and then rushed in.

He could see the bruise on Han Dong's back at a glance.

Regardless of what other people said, he exclaimed to himself, "Brother Xiaodong, you're hurt..."

While speaking, she squeezed forward, and directly hit the medicine bottle in Xiao Nuo's hand: "I'll come..."

Xiao Nuo was at a loss, and smiled awkwardly.

Then he picked up the small notebook on the bed, and walked out of Han Dong's room silently.

"Xiao Nuo..."

Han Dong wanted to call him back, but she couldn't hear her...

Han Dong could only watch her go downstairs silently.

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"Hey...hey...are you a woman? Can you be gentle...it hurts..."

A pampered rich daughter like Mengmeng knows how to apply medicine, and Han Dong bared her teeth and screamed again and again.

"I'm not a woman, I'm not a woman, and I didn't kick someone out, did I?"

"You ghost, you saved my life? You came here to give me medicine... Can you speak without thorns..."

Mengmeng said aggrievedly: "Brother Xiaodong, I didn't target him. I also know that he saved you. I should thank her. However, when I thought about whether you belong to him or not to me, I would..."

Han Dong said: "What are you doing... Even if you were there at the time, could you have saved me?"

"It can't be saved, but I will fight him desperately..."

"You'd better save it... come to me for something..."

Mengmeng said: "My mother has a social event tonight, so she won't come back to eat tonight, I'll give you a chance today, let's take Miss Ben out to eat!"

"I said my aunt, I can't do it today, I have an appointment tonight. You should stay and eat with Xiao Nuo?"

"I don't? Xiao Nuo is as cool as a fairy, and he doesn't answer me even if I say ten words."

Han Dong said: "You are discriminating against the disabled, I won't play with you..."

Mengmeng shook Han Dong's arm: "Oh brother Xiaodong, it's not that I don't want to accompany Xiao Nuo, it's just that Xiao Nuo is too bored, I want to chat with him and I have to write, there are many words, I can't write, you just forgive me?"

Han Dongdao: "We are a few old men gathering, why do you have to join in the fun as a girl..."

Mengmeng said: "Miss Ben just wants to have dinner with you, is it that difficult?"

Han Dong smiled slightly: "Hehe, you ghost, if you want to seek revenge from Ziyang, just say so.

Mengmeng blushed: "That's not true! I'm afraid that people will take their family members with them. Your old man will be alone. At that time, people will love each other, and your old man will not even have anyone to talk to."

Han Dong smiled bitterly and said, "Hehe, then I would like to thank the eldest lady for being willing to accompany us foolish gentlemen to have dinner?"

Mengmeng said playfully: "Hmph, thank you for the excuse. But don't tell your friend that I'm going with you."

"Okay, my eldest lady, I will listen to you, okay?"

"It's almost there."

"Then I'll take a shower first, and you go get Xiao Nuo a takeaway. I want something delicious, or I won't take you there..."

Mengmeng stomped her feet, pouted her mouth and said, "Mmm... ok..."

This girl Mengmeng is really likable, she is still as lively as a little girl at 27, I really don't know what kind of man can handle such a rich lady.

Suddenly, Han Dong's heart moved. He seemed to have thought of something in the moment just now.

But that thought was too fast, it passed in a flash, and there was no time for Han Dong to think about it.

Han Dong sat in the bathtub and tried hard to think about it. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh, jumped out of the bathtub, grabbed the towel beside him, wrapped it around him indiscriminately, and ran out of the bathroom in a few steps...

Mengmeng is a girl next door with a distinct personality and clear love and hate.

Han Dong just thought of this. If he added a character like Mengmeng to his story, it might make the novel full of blood and masculinity more interesting.

When boys write stories, most of them fight and kill.

If the girl's soft side is added in it, the content of the novel will be richer and more eye-catching.

This is what is missing in Han Dong's novels. How can a good narrative novel lack such a person?
Han Dong sat naked next to the computer like a madman, typing quickly on the computer keyboard.

One by one naughty words kept beating in the Word document, leaving row after row of clear marks.

At this moment, Han Dong has completely integrated himself into these lines of text. He has forgotten where he is, and he has even forgotten his name. He wants to write out the most primitive desire in his heart...

Han Dong used to be alone, and writing was his greatest joy in life. He liked to regard himself as the protagonist in the story.

Temporarily forget everything in the world, put your whole soul in the story, let yourself fully integrate into the story, at that moment, he is his own hero.

At that moment, there were no more obscene eyes from the world.

At that moment, there is no gap between people.

He is a story, an immortal legend.

In Han Dong's eyes, these so-called words seem to have been given life, presenting a tactful love scene in front of Han Dong's eyes, and Han Dong is indeed shuttling between reality and fantasy. The little girl next door is so charming and charming in Han Dong's illusory world...

Suddenly, a small white hand stretched out from behind and grabbed the monitor. Before Han Dong could react, that hand had already put the notebook together.

(End of this chapter)