Beloved of Bossy President

Dongfang Chen stops and looks back at Yu Feifan on the hospital bed. His eyes can't say he likes it or he hates it. He just knows that she is malicious to Mingke, and his heart is suddenly tired.

"Dongfangchen, you like Feifan. You like her, don't you?" Beiming Daidai stared at his side face, afraid to see the same disappointment in his eyes.

So many people, only Dongfang Chen to Feifan elder sister is good, if even he also to Feifan elder sister disappointed, Feifan elder sister can rely on who?

Dongfang Chen doesn't speak. He just looks at Yu Feifan who has fainted. His eyes are a little complicated, and he can't tell what it's like.

Like it or not, at this moment, he can't say.

"Don't give up on her." Beiming Daidai still stared at him and said in a low voice, "don't give up on her. Can you give her another chance? Maybe Maybe she can get better, dongfangchen, isn't it better now? It's time for her to give up on her boss. Later Will you take good care of her in the future? "

Dongfang Chen doesn't speak, just stares at Yu Feifan tightly. The two tears in the corner of his eyes still make him sad.

He always looks like a playboy. He laughs heartlessly because he knows that the woman he likes has no intention of him. Since she likes Beiming night, he can only stand by and watch her quietly.

As for himself, if he can't get a woman he likes, it doesn't make any difference to him who he is with.

However, now he suddenly felt that his obsession in the past few years was a bit ridiculous. It was because of her grace and kindness that he liked her, as well as her sensibility?

And now? Where is the elegant, sensible and kind Yu Feifan?

But he finally just sighed and left the ward. When Beiming Daidai thought that even he gave up, dongfangchen returned with the doctor and nurse.

He went to the bedside and picked up Yu Feifan. He looked back at the doctor and said, "give her a new bed and take good care of her."

"I see, master Dongfang."

Mingke led Beiming night back to the room and rolled up his sleeve. As soon as he saw the big palm, his eyes sank.

The hospital bed was made of steel plate. When he punched it down, the boards on the top were broken, and the steel plates were beaten out of shape, with a big hole in the middle.

She didn't want to evaluate how powerful his blow was. All she knew was that he was a man of flesh and blood.

Taking out the medicine box from the drawer, she pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, took his big palm, picked up the pliers and carefully picked out the wooden thorns that had penetrated into his skin and flesh one by one.

Look, heroes are not so good. They are powerful in front of people and powerful in back of people Well, it's not necessary to clean up.

"What expression?" Beiming night is busy staring at her face, shaking her head and sighing. Is this a silent reproach?

Mingke glanced up at him, then lowered her head and continued to pick thorns for him. Suddenly she thought of something. She paused and asked curiously, "you said you didn't have a girlfriend before?"

"Doubt?" He picked eyebrows, the color of the eyes is not so good-looking.

She shook her head. What's the need for the president of Beiming university to cheat her, saying no is no, it's not worth doubting: "I'm just thinking, every time you show off your hero, who will clean up these for you?"

Gently shook down his big palm, this thorn son one by one, countless, still don't know when can pick out.

"Liancheng." He returned at will.

"The captain of the company will pick on you?" I don't believe it when I kill her. How can that guy have such good patience.

"He's only in charge of medicine." The night of the northern underworld hummed. When it was suppurated, I went to doctor yang to scrape it. Everything came out. How could space time make such a fuss.

However, there is a little girl around him to toss, this feeling is very good, because it feels good, he will not refuse.

Mingke just laughs. I can imagine how rude Beiming Liancheng was when he took medicine for him, but "You two seem to have a good relationship."

It's true. At least she knows that Beiming Liancheng is really loyal to his boss.

"Make do." He hummed again.

"Don't move, I can't see."

"Don't do it if you can't see. Do something else."

"I don't want to do it with the disabled."

"Who said to do that with you?" When he was stunned in the northern night, his forehead suddenly turned black: "who is the disabled, make it clear? Do you want to try the power of the disabled? "

"Well, some people think they are disabled."

“……”

It's really troublesome to pick up the thorn. It's even more than 5 p.m. until Beiming Liancheng comes to find them to eat hot pot. Mingke is still picking up the thorn with the big palm of Beiming night.

"It's so much trouble for a little thing." Seeing the interaction between the two people, Beiming Liancheng immediately looked contemptuous: "when it's suppurated, go to Doctor Yang and shave it, everything will come out."

It takes so much time and energy. Only a woman can do such a thing.Beiming night, who was already comfortable in bed, glanced at him and disdained to say: "red eye disease? You can find a woman to pick on yourself. "

Beiming Liancheng doesn't care about him. Since there is a woman, this guy is a little invincible.

Look down on them this kind of single, boring!

"All right." Mingke breathes a sigh and finally succeeds. He quickly takes the medicine and smears it on Beiming night's big palm.

In addition to being pierced with a lot of wooden thorns, he was also scratched by steel plate. If these wounds fall on himself, I don't know what the pain will be like. This guy didn't even frown. It's really non-human.

Finally, even the medicine is good, Beiming night just turned down from the bed, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, immediately turned to the bathroom.

Lying for hours, I can't hold it.

But Beiming Liancheng looked at the tweezers on the short table, and suddenly he was a little reluctant.

Mingke was just about to take back the tweezers when he packed up the medicine. Suddenly, he strode over and sat down on the seat where Beiming night had just opened. He held out his big palm to her.

"What to do..." Her words haven't spoken, attention has already fallen on his palm.

After a moment's silence, he picked up the tweezers on one side, lifted his big palm, and began to pick up the thorn carefully.

It turns out that there are so many non-human beings living around. In the past, why didn't she find out?

The back of the hand is full of thorns, so many She breathed a sigh. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this bowl of rice for a while.

It's hard for him not to hum all day long at least dozens of spikes. If it was her, she would have to howl all day long?

"Don't move. It will hurt if you make a mistake." See him want to change posture, she busy way.

The soft little hand holds his big palm. This serious and devout attitude is like taking care of his big palm as a treasure.

Beiming Liancheng's eyes softened without being aware of it. In fact, he really didn't care about it, but he suddenly wanted to taste the taste of a little woman waiting on him.

So when he came out of the bathroom on the night of the northern night, he saw Lian Cheng sitting on the bed, enjoying his woman's service.

His thick eyebrows twist up, but before his attack, the northern city of Liancheng brings up the beautiful thin lips and says with a smile: "the eldest woman, don't be white."