Why are men so playful?

Le Xiaocha thought that the senior students liked him. Although he never said those three words to himself, they should be a pair in terms of their relationship, but he never thought that when he went to Japan, he couldn't help getting into trouble with other women and buying big ones to give away small ones.

Can not say not sad, not sad, but also not to the point where life is worse than death.

Besides, that lowesh, she's just a very ordinary poor student. The women around him are like flowers. What kind of women don't have? Why did he come to provoke her?

Even if he occasionally wants to eat fans, after so long, he should be tired of himself.

But for now, the man seems to enjoy her days as a servant in his house.

Le Xiaocha is in a restless mood all day today. She always feels worried about gain and loss. The longer she gets along with him, the more involuntarily her heart becomes. She is really worried about whether she can keep her heart at that time.

Le Xiaocha is in the kitchen and is absentmindedly cooking.

Since he came here to help the servant, the man must come back to eat on time three meals a day.

She never knew that her cooking was so good that a man who was very picky about food could like her cooking.

The last dish was served. The time was just right. There was a sound of opening the door outside the door. He should be back.

Le Xiaocha's lips unconsciously raised a smile. Obviously, this has become a habit.

She put the food on the table, and then came to the hall. When she saw loewech's face, the smile on her face froze.

"Did you fight with someone?" Looking at the red and swollen bruise on his face, Le Xiaocha's heart trembled. His face should have been punched by someone, and he wanted to look very serious. One eye was black.

"I didn't fight with anyone. I was beaten by someone. It hurts..." Lo Huaixi threw himself on the sofa and grinned, as if he really hurt.

"You were beaten? I have boiled eggs just now. I'll bring them to you to remove blood stasis. " Le Xiaocha was a little flustered. She hurried to find the medicine box and suddenly remembered that she had got boiled eggs when she was cooking. She hurried into the kitchen and was ready to take boiled eggs to help him disperse the silt.

"My head is dizzy. Help me." With half narrowed eyes, loewech leaned weakly on the sofa. Seeing that she had cooked the boiled egg, of course he wouldn't do it himself.

"Who gave you such a heavy hand? How could you let others beat you?" Isn't he great? How could you be beaten so badly? When Le Xiaocha saw him like this, he felt a pain in his heart. Where did he refuse him? He carefully picked up eggs to help him apply noodles.

"He is a patient and I am a doctor. How can I do something to the patient?" The faint fragrance of a girl floated from her, which made him want to hold her. However, he also knew that he could not do so for the time being, which would only scare her away. He wanted to be patient. He pretended to be very poor and said.

"It turned out that you were beaten by a patient. You must be in pain. Your injury is so strong that it makes your face so swollen." I don't know that the man in front of me is thinking about touching himself at the moment, Le Xiaocha said sympathetically.

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