One-night Romance:Marrying a Stranger

Wen Li is pulled by Han Ximing to sit down, but he has nothing to do.

OK, Wenli leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.

Han Ximing squatted in front of her and reached for her ankle. Wen Li was surprised and took back her feet.

Han Ximing frowned, "little glass?"

Wen Li is not afraid of him, "don't touch me If you want to annoy me, you can continue to annoy me! "

Han Ximing naturally knew why she was so angry this time. She wants to keep the children, which is the crux between them. However, Han Ximing couldn't agree to her. As a result, this contradiction has become an irresolvable contradiction.

Han Ximing has no choice but to give up. He takes out the compressed biscuit from his bag and hands it to Wen Li.

"Eat something."

Wen Li took a look, "don't eat."

Han Ximing nodded, "I forgot, you don't like biscuits, you like to eat."

"Forget?"

Wen Li smiles with a thorn in his words. "What else do you remember? Also, my business is not so important You'd better forget it

Knowing that she did it on purpose, Han Ximing still felt uncomfortable.

"Xiao Li, do you have to talk like this?"

Wen Li was stunned and said, "I'll talk like this. If you don't like to listen, you can't listen. Or, I'll give you a suggestion You just let me go, so you'll never hear me

"No way."

Han Ximing almost gritted her teeth to say these two words.

"Hum." Wen Li cold hum, no longer pay attention to him.

Han Ximing said to Jingbo, "Hey, do you have rice over there?"

"Oh..."

Before Jingbo could speak, Quanzhen stood up, held the lunch box in his hand, and came over, "some, some, Professor Xia, you eat mine..."

Han Ximing took a look. It was unopened and clean.

It doesn't matter to him. Naturally, it's for Wenli. He reached for it and said, "thank you."

"You're welcome."

Quanzhen smile, handed over, at the foot of a Wai, "ouch."

"All right."

Han Ximing timely reached out to hold her, "your feet hurt, be careful."

Quanzhen's face turned red, his head lowered and he looked shy. "It's OK."

Han Ximing released her, went back to Wen Li and handed her the lunch box. "Xiao Li, it's not a biscuit Eat rice. "

"Bang."

Wen Li smiles and looks down at him. "It's really interesting. Do you think Can I eat this? " Han Ximing frowned, "what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

Wen Li stares at Quanzhen and takes back her sight.

"What do you say? Where did this come from? Your admirer gave it to you, and you gave it to me? You're not afraid of her sadness, are you? If she cries, do you still have to coax her? Tut, Professor Xia, your feet are worn out. If you send them back, don't give them to me. How inappropriate is that? "

"Wenli!"

Han Ximing couldn't listen any more and drank her up.

"You You talk to me. "

Wen Li Teng stood up and met his eyes. He didn't give in at all. "How can you say good things? Every word I say now is well said! Why don't you say what you don't want to hear? "

Han Ximing gritted her teeth. Forget it, she could only bear it.

He handed the lunch box over to him and said, "don't make any noise. Have a meal, will you?"

Wen Li just felt inexplicably upset, raised his hand to wave the lunch box and roared: "I said not to eat this kind of food, are you deaf? Don't bother, over and over again, you like to eat so much, you eat by yourself! What are you trying to force me to do

PA TA, Hua La, the box lunch spilled all over the floor.