Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

She did not respond, still looking at zero and Yan nuoqing left figure, as if the whole soul followed them. I can't turn my eyes.

"Well, well, are you ok?" He reached out and swayed in front of the wind.

She came back in a panic: "no, it's OK."

"Oh, I see you look dull. You look scared." The maid helped Qian Xi up from the ground.

"Ha ha, eh." She nodded out of her mind.

"Also, if I had been in a situation, let alone run away, I would have fainted there and been slaughtered by the dog. You are still very powerful. You have been running for such a long time."

Shallow Xi smiles but does not speak, this section of memory, is really not very happy.

"Well, go back and change your clothes."

Nodded, wind shallow Xi accompanied by the maid back to his own women's room, as for the Tibetan mastiff, presumably those mediocre people will find a way to get it, she had wanted to see him, but thinking, now Yan nuoqing with him, the doctor must also come, is not to go.

With the worry she never had, she went back to her room and changed her clothes. She sat on the bed and was silent for a long time. Her mind was full of pictures of him saving her.

After sitting in silence for a while, she couldn't bear it any more. She immediately got up and went out to find zero.

The Tibetan mastiff issue has been very noisy for a long time. Many people are talking about it. As soon as he sees the maid, Qian Xi asks if he knows where zero is.

You know, with his super invincible handsome appearance, zero becomes the focus of attention as soon as he arrives at Yan's home.

Soon she found zero's deacon room.

It's similar to a maid's room, but the position of Deacon is several classes higher than that of a maid or a maid. So it's also relatively luxurious.

"Kowtow, kowtow"

knock at the door.

"Who?" The sound of zero came from the room.

"It's me, the wind is shallow."

"Come in."

Shallow Xi this just presses the doorknob to go in, peered toward the room, zero sits in the sofa there, the room besides himself, no one, Yan nuoqing left? Has the doctor not come to see him, or has he already seen him?

By the way, she closed the door and walked towards him. The room was bigger than the maid's room, with better lighting and more comfortable. It was a bit like a room in a star hotel.

"Has yannuoqing gone yet?"

"Well."

"Did the doctor come to see you?" She stood in front of him and saw that he had changed his clothes and could not see the situation on his shoulders.

"Yes."

"Well, what's the result?" Qian Xi asked nervously, but she was afraid. If she was hurt, there was nothing to be afraid of. The most afraid one was because she was involved in other people's injury, which could not be made up. The pain was other people's pain, and the injury was other people's injury. I didn't know what I could do.

"What do you think?" With that, zero stood up, took a glass of water and handed it to Feng Qianxi.

He has been using the injured hand, and looks very flexible, shallow Xi took the water cup: "it's OK, the strength of the Tibetan mastiff, can almost crush human bones, teeth sharp bones can also pass through."

She thought his hand was going to be broken. It's great to see if it's broken. Her heart was also heavily relaxed.

"Sit down." He pointed at it and let the wind sit down.

Along, also sat to shallow Xi's side.

"Did the doctor say how long it would take? Did you disinfect it? If you're bitten, it's bad if there's a virus. "

Zero is smiling at her all the time.

Wind shallow Xi also Leng Leng looking at him: "why do you smile at me like this?" I'm not used to it. It's like he sees through his body and even his heart

"So worried?"

I thought he was going to say something. He immediately said, "you're hurt because of me. I don't worry about it. I'll become a wolf."

"So you came to thank me?" There was a little banter in his voice. He didn't look like an injured patient at all. On the contrary, he was pale and pale, like a man recovering from a serious illness.

Frowned, in the face of his so straightforward words, more or less not used to, but still nodded: "well." I don't want to thank him.

"And how are you going to thank me?"

"How do you want me to thank you?"

"Do you agree by example? Or... "His eyes under his glasses looked at her.

Shallow Xi forehead flashed a few black lines: "you don't make it, OK? I'm not short of one of the people who want to make a commitment to you. "

"That's all I want." The corners of his mouth curved.

Feng Mou a MI, she stretched out her hand to pull his collar, directly pulled him to own in front of, looking at him: "want me this? Are you sure? " At this moment, she was not afraid of him, nor did she avoid him, and even her face was close to his face.

"It's so initiative."

"Ha ha, don't men like to be more active?"

"Oh..." he sneered.

Shallow Xi stares at him: "why do you want to save me today?"

"With pleasure."

"But you put me in the mouth of the Tibetan mastiff first."

"That would be nice, too."

"You! You just... "Let her speechless, shallow Xi deep lock brow, close look at her:" I thank you very much, but this kind of game in the end to play when? "

"Do you think it's a game?"

She strained his collar, forced him close to his body, staring at him: "isn't it? Mr. zero. No, I should call you Mr. Nangong Jue. "

At the same time, she seemed to have planned it, and grabbed him by the collar, not letting him escape, and Kwai touched his glasses with the other hand.

Just as her fingertips touched his glasses

He quickly grasped the wrist of shallow Xi: "what do you call me?"

"Nangong Jue, President of Nangong." She said definitely and firmly.

Zero grabs her hand, presses her on the edge of the sofa and leans her body. The other big hand caresses her waist back and forth: "it's really sad that you look at me and call others."

"Stop acting. I know you must be Nangong Jue."

"Well? The more I say it, the more sad I am. " His big hand unscrupulously picked up the corner of her skirt and stroked her along her thigh

Shallow Xi slightly frowned and dodged: "if you are not Nangong Jue, why do you have to work so hard to cover up your identity?"

"Cover up your identity?" As he asked, he explored her with his hand, and along with his clothes he reached her waist and crotch. Instead of moving, he wandered around.