"Teacher, little love."

Tang Weixiao raised his head and grinned when he saw that it was Hua Lao and Ying Xiaoai.

Pooh hee

Ying Xiaoai didn't resist it and laughed directly.

This expression, coupled with that hurt very artistic cat face, how a funny!

Tang Xiaowei some puzzled, "little love, what are you laughing at?"

Old Hua stares at Ying Xiaoai, who stops laughing immediately.

Standing on the side, like a little daughter-in-law.

Seeing Ying Xiaoai's cute appearance, and then thinking of the ferocity of a big man that night, Tang Xiaowei got goose bumps all over.

Beauty, you still don't pretend to be cute, this image, really has a sense of disobedience.

Seeing that Ying Xiaoai didn't answer herself, Tang Weixiao no longer asked.

But to see Xianghua old, "teacher, how did you come?"

"I heard that you had an accident. I'll come and see how serious it is."

Tang Wei small with a pen hand swing, "it's OK, the car when accidentally fell."

Hua Lao's face sank in an instant, "what kind of car to race! It doesn't matter

Tang Xiaowei sticks out her tongue. She always likes racing, OK.

Nothing happened before. This time it was just framed.

It's just that she won't tell Mr. Hua about it, so he won't worry about it.

"Teacher, little love, sit down."

Ying Xiaoai sits down smartly, upright and dignified, and looks like a lady.

She looked at the smiling face painted by Tang Xiaowei, and she wanted to smile again.

How can this little man look like brother Lin?

He painted brother Lin on his feet, and the one at the bottom drew his head to the bottom of his feet

Ying Pei Lin is more and more cruel!

Seeing her eyes shining and forgetting the business, Hua gave her a dignified look.

Ying Xiaoai understood immediately and took out a bottle of ointment.

"Young master, this is our winner's ancestral ointment. It's very effective to remove scars. If you rub it on your face every day, you'll get better soon."

Then he put the ointment into Tang Wei's hand.

Feeling that her face injury is so serious that one bottle may not be enough, Ying Xiaoai takes out another bottle to show her care.

"One bottle may not be enough. If you use two, I'll bring it to you."

Tang Xiaowei is stunned. She has seen this ointment a lot. Xiao Lin smears it all over her body.

But what does Ying Xiaoai mean? One bottle is not enough for two bottles?

Is her face so badly hurt?

Xiao Lin didn't say that her face was just scratched a little, and it would be OK in two days.

"My face is badly hurt?"

Tang Wei asked.

Ying Xiaoai frowned. "In fact, it's not very serious. Two bottles should be enough."

"Do you have a mirror?"

She hasn't looked in the mirror for two days. Xiao Lin won't let her.

Ying Xiaoai quickly takes out the make-up mirror from the bag and hands it to Tang Weixiao.

"Ah --"

when Xiao Lin walked out of the elevator with hot soup, he heard Tang Weixiao's scream of crying God.

Scared him to rush to the past, that speed, meteor chase the moon also can't catch up with.

"Little!"

He suddenly opened the door and saw Tang Weixiao jump up somehow, pedaling a plaster leg, and then hopping around on the bed.

I'm screaming.

I don't know how she did it.

His left hand, who had already untied the bandage, held a small mirror and kept looking at his face.

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