Clinging President – My Girl, I Want You

Wen Yan tightly clenched his fist, because Bai Huanhuan's words, but has scruples, is afraid that she really under the anger does not pay attention to oneself.

Shao Junxian opened his mouth and broke the silence.

"As far as I know, you should have a family?"

Wen Yan heard this, the heart is like a sharp thorn across the general, the pain is severe.

How long has she known this neighbor and told others everything?

Shao Jun saw that he did not answer, and continued: "I know you used to be with her, but now you have suspended animation. I believe you should know her character very well. She can't rob other people's husbands!"

"It's not up to you, an outsider, to judge me and her."

Wen Yan suppresses his anger. His voice is so low and terrible that he looks like a wounded lion roaring.

"In the future, stay away from her. Even if she is not with me, someone else will take my place. You, don't even think about it. "

Wen Yan left this sentence and turned to leave without looking back.

Shao Jun deeply looks at his back, eyes color gradually deep.

Bai Huanhuan went home and locked himself in his bedroom for a long time, but he didn't wait for Wen Yan to come back.

She quietly to Shao Junfa information, only to learn that he left the next door very early, but did not come back.

Where can he go?

She can't rest assured that he is in a very unstable mood.

She called Gu Hanzhou and learned that he did not go to the group.

At that moment, she was upset.

She went out to look for it quickly, but she couldn't find it in many places.

At last, the phone rings. It's Wen Yan's number.

"Wen Yan, you are..."

Before she had finished her words, she was interrupted by the other party.

"Hello, are you a friend of the owner of the mobile phone?"

"I am. Who are you?"

"I'm from the boxing center. He ran here without saying a word to challenge our coach. Our coach was all down and he wouldn't go. Is he sick? What's wrong with him? He lost his cell phone on the ground, I I have no choice but to call someone. If you can't take it, I'll I'll call the police. "

"I'll be right there!"

Bai Huanhuan asked for the address and took a taxi.

Because I got out of the car and walked too fast, my foot hurt faintly.

She came to the boxing house and saw people looking at each other.

On the challenge arena, Wen Yan was sweating like a rain, his whole body was wet, and he was fighting with others with boxing gloves on his hands.

And under the stage did a row of black and blue, even wearing a helmet also did not help.

When the curator saw Bai Huanhuan, he immediately stepped forward and said, "are you here to take people?"

"How long has he been fighting?"

"Dutchman has been an hour. Will anyone come to learn boxing? You see, he beat us to practice together

Bai Huanhuan heard the speech, and his heart trembled fiercely.

He didn't want an hour. Was it his own?

She was in a hurry and rushed directly to the challenge arena. No one could stop her.

Wen Yan clenched his fist and filled up his strength. Facing the other side's face was a hard blow.

But I don't want to Before the punch was dropped, a figure suddenly rushed through his eyes.

When he saw her face, he trembled and instinctively closed his fist.

And the other side takes advantage of this opportunity, a blow to come over.

Wen Yan leaned over and directly took Bai Huanhuan into his arms and got a strong blow with his back.

They hit the guardrail and were bounced back.

He fell to the ground and gasped.

And she fell firmly in his arms.

It was as if he had been fished out of the water. It was so wet that her clothes were wet.

His chest heaved rapidly and his breath was hot.

The first thing she did was open his gloves.

The moment she took it off, she was in tears.

It's all blood

The blood had dyed the gauze red. It was all over the glove.

Even It's all in the fabric.

"Do you want to be disabled, not this hand? You have nothing to lose your temper. Are you sick? "

"Get up, go to the hospital, you bastard, get up..."

He's exhausted. He's been fighting for an hour, and he's exhausted.

But because of the anger in my heart, I have been holding on till now.

And because of her presence, all his anger vanished in an instant.

It turns out that He supported hard, not to vent, but to wait for her to find himself.

Bai Huanhuan's appearance is like the last straw crushing the camel.

At the moment, he didn't go into a coma, and he was good.

No matter how strong Bai Huanhuan is, he can't carry an adult man.

She tugged at his left hand desperately, trying to pull him up, but not at all."Wenyan, get up, get up --"

she cried.

He lifted his eyelids, sweat blurred vision, her outline is also blurred.

He weakly raised his right hand, put it on her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Hold her tightly with his last strength.

"I I also want to come back early to wash vegetables, cook and cook soup for you. I'm afraid you are hungry and have a stomachache. But You don't seem to care for me at all. You haven't been waiting for me at home. If you're not good, you're not good at all. "

"Wen Yan, it's not the time to talk about this. Let's go to the hospital. Will you get up?"

"I don't want to do anything now, holding you I'm already satisfied. "

"You..."

Bai Huanhuan doesn't know what mood it is at the moment.

Is it heartbreaking or touching?

She looked at the tired Wen Yan, tears like rain.

"You cry Are you crying for me? Don't you love me? Why do you cry? "

"Shut up."

She wiped the corner of her eyes, then looked at the curator viciously: "do you want to help? Can you escape responsibility if something goes wrong? "

When the curator heard this, he nodded helplessly. Did he provoke both sexes?

Finally, he was sent to the hospital. The doctor saw his hand injury and his eyebrows were almost knotted.

"If it goes on like this, sooner or later, my boy, you haven't been so serious before. It's only a few days. Why doesn't your right hand kiss you? With a girlfriend, you are very arrogant... "

Bai Huanhuan was stunned when he heard this.

And the curator is a man. He quickly understands the sudden yellow accent and tries to suppress his smile.

"Doctor, you talk a lot."

Bai Huanhuan also reacted, and her face turned red instantly.

The old doctor looks kind and looks like an old fairy. Why is he so rude?

The doctor glared: "am I wrong? And you, you should take good care of your family and the wound. If it goes on like this, it will be abandoned sooner or later. "

"I I see. "

"Does he listen to his daughter-in-law?" The doctor asked as he bandaged.

"This..."

How does she know? It's about Christie?

When she really didn't know how to answer, Wen said, "listen to her."

"That's good, man. It's right to listen to her daughter-in-law. Is he good, little girl

"Er..." Bai Huanhuan continued to be speechless.

"Good to her."

"Where are you?" Bai Huanhuan said discontentedly.