Li Moyun nodded solemnly: "do you mean Huo Xuezhen? She's an artist under my command, so it's inevitable to have contact with her? Do you want to be jealous? "

Sukman raised her head and would not admit that she was jealous.

"Who's jealous? I don't like you!"

“……”

The original good mood disappeared.

The man released her chin and left the bathroom door with a gloomy face, leaving the embarrassed sukeman in the bathroom.

Sukeman locked the door of the bathroom and began to take off her wet clothes. She decided to take a bath first and not catch a cold.

After Li Moyun came out of the bathroom, he sat on the double bed in the bedroom smoking. The blood on his hand had dried up, but it seemed a little scary, but he couldn't care so much. Thinking that the woman just said she didn't like him, he was very upset and wanted to get mad.

Sukman took a bath, changed his bathrobe and came out before the man was asleep.

She stood at the door of the bathroom and found that a lot of cigarette ends were lost at the man's feet, and his hand was still injured. Why did he smoke so much.

"I hurt my hand, and I smoke!" Regardless of the man's cold face, she took the cigarette from his hand and pressed it into the ashtray. Then she squatted down, grabbed his injured hand and looked at it: "I'll get the medicine. Wait a minute."

At the moment when she got up, the man took her hand, frowned and asked, "since you don't like me, why do you care about me so much, sukeman? You make me think you like me!"

Sukeman's heart tightened and he laughed: "even in the face of a stranger who is injured, I will help him with the medicine."

“……”

After a while, sukeman found a cotton swab and medicine from home, cleaned his wound first, and then applied the medicine.

"How did you get this injury?" It's not a fight with Li mochuan, is it? Sukoman's eyelids jumped.

The man's eyes fixed on her, the corner of his mouth with a smile of self mockery, since don't like him, why care about his life!

He got up and went to the bathroom, leaving her a cold figure.

Sukeman couldn't help shaking his head. He just wiped the medicine and went to take a bath. It's better not to take the medicine!

While the man was in the middle of the shower, sukman dried his hair and lay down in bed.

By the time Li Moyun came out of the bath, sukeman had fallen asleep. She went to work during the day and was tossed by a man for so long at night. Sukeman was already tired, so she fell asleep as soon as she went to bed.

Li Moyun dried his hair, lifted the quilt and got into the bed. Even if the woman fell asleep, he couldn't do anything beyond it. Even if he wanted to do something with her, he still didn't have the courage to force her.

He thinks that left love is something that happens when you love me. If you rely on strength, you will only make each other uncomfortable. Although he endured very hard, he didn't mean to touch her.

He closed his eyes and tried to ignore the influence of the woman beside him.

During the morning meal, sukeman specially glanced at his hand, as if the injury on his hand had not been cured.

Looking back, she ate her breakfast quietly.

The man suddenly put down his spoon and gracefully wiped his mouth: "get ready, we will fly to Qinghai later."

Su Keman Leng next: "want to go on a business trip?"

Is this too sudden? I didn't see him mention it last night, did I?

He nodded, "yes."

Although sukeman felt that something happened suddenly, she was just an errand runner. She did what her boss said.

"How many days on business?" She decided to take some clothes with her.

"Two or three days." He estimated that it would be two or three days, and the exact number of days would not be known until the past.

"Well, I'll go up and pack up some clothes for changing. Mr. Li will wait a moment." Suchman got up and went upstairs.

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