CEO addicted to tricking me

Su warm wants to give him a smile, but just involved, cheek pain.

She wrinkled with pain.

"You know it hurts?" Ming Ling also hate iron not to become steel, patted her head, "stupid dead." Say it, pull her to the car.

Ming Ling and Su warm up in the back seat, the driver drove away.

Su warm looked at him, saw Ming Ling hands pillow in the back of his head, is keeping eyes closed.

Su wenwarm hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't endure the psychological guilt, opened his mouth, "less, those Hotel waiters..." The waiters were still injured.

"Whatever they do." Ming Ling said casually, his eyes were lazy to open.

"They have broken their arms and may be disabled if they don't get treated in time." After the scene, Su wenwarm dared not underestimate the influence of Ming Ling. If he gave an order to forbid anyone to help the waiters and to treat them, they would have no way to do it. Only the waiting for them was disabled.

"That's what they deserve." Ming Ling takes it for granted.

He has always been clear about his kindness and resentment and clear rewards and punishments. In his dictionary of life, he must bear the consequences of doing something wrong.

He did things fruitlessly, sharp extreme, merciless, so people outside said he was cruel, cold blood ruthless.

Su warm sighed softly, "they are also anxious, that kind of scene can not bear, and they also do nothing bad should not be punished so much."

"You are stupid if they have said good things to you for them." Ming Ling opened his eyes and looked at her like an idiot.

Su admitted that she was stupid. "Just when I am stupid, you can call someone to call an ambulance." For him, it is just a telephone thing, but for those waiters, it is a life thing.

Ming Ling lifted his eyelids and looked at Su warm and ignored her.

He felt that the woman was almost ill in her head. He would like to be someone else. He hoped that the arrogant waiter died earlier before she could get rid of her anger. She was still thinking about them.

Seeing Ming Ling ignore her, Su is worried. He analyzes with Ming Ling, "they are not only themselves, they also have their own home, and their parents and mothers to take care of them, or some people have children to keep. Think about it. If the small child knows that his mother is disabled, how sad it is, it may also bring shadows to their future..."

Ming Ling saw her, and saw her anxious and supplicative eyes, which was really defeated to her.

I'm afraid he won't do anything to tell him so much. He will not be clean all the way.

"Old king." Ming Ling called the driver in front of him.

The driver immediately knew what to do, and called, "four darts, the master ordered, the bodyguard over the hotel was withdrawn, and, besides, several ambulances were called."

Su warm heard what the driver said to the people over there, she was relieved.

looked back at the mausoleum. He closed his eyes again. His beautiful face seemed to be very idle at the moment, and Su warm and warm sat down.

The car drove to Xishi villa, and Ming Ling grabbed her hand and strode into the house with her.

"Green bamboo, take the medicine box!" As soon as he enters the door, Ming Ling orders.

"Yes..." Green bamboo hurry to get the medicine box.

Ming Ling and Su warm just sat on the sofa, and the green bamboo took the medicine box.

"Let's go." The voice of the Ming mausoleum.

Green bamboo looked at Ming Ling in some fear, and then saw Su warm and warm. When he tried, she saw that the young master didn't want her help. She dropped her head and went back and went to other things.

Chengqi saw the young master in a dusty manner, so he didn't want to be disturbed. He quickly dismissed the servants around him, and he avoided himself, and ordered the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Ming Ling opened the medicine box, found alcohol in it, took off a package of cotton swabs, dipped in alcohol and said, "turn your face." An imperative tone.

Su warm a little surprised, Ming Ling to her face?

Well, such a daily life is the eldest master who is taken care of by servants. He doesn't do it normally!

Should I wipe her face?

Su warm some are flattered, some are not blessed to be.

"I, I'll come by myself..." Su was warm and awkward, reaching for the cotton swabs in his hand.

Ming Ling beat her hand down, "can you see it yourself, turn around!" This time, orders have been changed.

Although Su warm still some strange, but dare not repeatedly violate him, obediently will face over, close to him.

The monk Ming Ling, with his fingers like jade onion, touched her chin in one hand, and made her wound appear in front of him. He cleaned her face with a cotton swab in one hand, and watched the red and swollen palm print on her white face. She was angry and upset.

Her face was originally white and bright, without any blemish, and seemed comfortable, but now she was ruined by the sudden slap print.

"Damn liaohong, let's go! He dares to move my things! "Looking at the wound on her face, he had an abnormal anger in his heart. Under the anger, the strength of his hand was heavier.

"Hiss..." Su wennuan was hissed by his pain, and his body instinctively moved back.

But what he said just now made her heart ache more than the wound on her face.

Yes, in his eyes, she is just one of his many things.

It belongs to him, so no one is allowed to move.

His anger, he stood out for her, was only because someone dared to challenge his majesty.

Su wennuan, you were moved just now. Oh, you are beyond your capacity.

Don't forget, yesterday he also regardless of your body's scar, still wantonly bullies you.

He doesn't care whether you are in pain or not. You are just his goods for his entertainment. He can amuse you whenever he wants.

"I'll do it myself..." Su wennuan avoided his face and eyes, took the cotton swab in his hand, picked up a small mirror in the medicine box, and smeared it on himself.

Ming Ling saw that she hurt her, but she didn't continue to insist. She left the wound to herself. Only she could hold her grip and not hurt herself.

After all, the cold and the warm are aware of the pain.

Su wennuan detoxified her face and was about to put away the medicine box, but her hand was seized by Ming Ling.

She instinctively pulled her hand out. "What are you doing?" She was frightened. She thought he wanted to do something to her again.

I saw him with a domineering expression, overbearing said, "your hand, show me."

Seeing the red scab on the palm of her hand, which was obviously not new and old, was the reason why she cried yesterday.

Mingling's eyebrows wrinkled. She took out the gauze from the medicine box and cut a piece of it. She took her hand and was entangled by her. "I only know the pain, but I don't know how to deal with it. How did your mother teach you when you were a child?"

His good-looking face reproached, twisted a thick black sword eyebrow, handsome Yan showed anger.

He has a really bad temper.