The first favorite of rebirth: Mr. President, borrow a marriage

Chapter 454 What about you, little heartless thing!
In the ward, with Anne and Mu Nianqing leaving, only Luozheng was left.

Luozheng supported the edge of the bed with one foot, feeling a little sore in his legs. He glanced at Bao Hancheng, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind, not knowing what it meant to stay behind.

After waiting for a while, Luozheng remained silent for a while, so she couldn't help being embarrassed, so she turned around and jumped out of the ward.

"ungrateful."

Suddenly, the man heard the movement, opened his abyss-like eyes, and said three words indifferently.

Luozheng was taken aback, then turned to meet the man: "What?"

"Didn't you hear me?"

Bao Hancheng leaned there, with a calm expression, and lightly reiterated: "It's about you, you little bastard!"

This time, Luozheng was sure that he had heard correctly, and felt a little annoyed for a moment, puffing up his mouth slightly, purely out of anger.

For a moment, I couldn't hold it back, and said back: "Yes, I just don't have a conscience, so you can think whatever you want."

"Ah."

The man chuckled lightly, without any emotion.

Immediately, the eyelids were lifted slightly, and the crow-black eyelashes were thick and slender, showing a touch of elegance, but the tone was mocking: "Miss Luo, is this the way you treat your benefactor? You really have no sincerity!"

After a pause, before the girl could answer, the man's voice turned cold: "That's right, for Miss Luo, seeing that I'm still alive, don't you feel... very regrettable?"

Luozheng could tell that the man meant something, he was mocking himself, biting his lip.

Then, in order not to lose control of his emotions, he turned his head away from the man: "I didn't think so, don't talk nonsense!"

"Do you think so, you know it in your heart."

Bao Hancheng spoke slowly, with a clear tone.

The atmosphere was a bit depressing, Luozheng wriggled her lips, trying to refute something... But when the words came to her lips, she felt that any justifications were futile.

Simply, with his arms on the medical curator, he jumped forward: "Since you don't believe what I said, it's fine if you don't say it. I came up to see you. After all...you saved me! Now, it's nothing to see you If you can hug left and right, it will be superfluous for me to stay..."

"Who said I'm fine?"

Looking at the girl like a rabbit, she was about to jump to the door of the ward, Bao Hancheng's handsome face sank, with a bit of admonishment: "I saved you, and your reward is to overturn my porridge?"

When mentioning Mu Nianqing's porridge, Luozheng stopped and turned around: "Do you dare to drink Mu Nianqing's porridge? Be careful to poison you to death!"

Bao Hancheng's expression was indifferent, and he asked lightly: "Whether the poison is poisoned or not is my business. Since you knocked it down, you should be responsible for the compensation! Otherwise, you want me to starve?"

Luozheng listened, feeling a little annoyed, thinking that not long ago, the eldest uncle brought his grandfather away and mentioned such a sentence.

During her hospitalization, her three meals a day will be sent to the hospital by servants from the Luo family.

Glancing at the man again, he said casually: "If you pay, you can pay, or just a bowl of porridge, and let someone make it for you."

"you do."

As soon as Luozheng finished speaking, the man followed with the word faint.

"what?"

For a moment, Luozheng thought she had heard wrong.

"What's the point of what others do? If you compensate yourself, you should do it yourself."

The man said it swearingly, as if that was the case.

However, Luozheng was inexplicably annoyed, she was simply irrational, and danced once: "I don't know how to make porridge..."

"study."

Bao Hancheng spoke concisely, as if he didn't see anything, the girl was reluctant.

"I'm a patient and I still need to take care of myself. You want me to learn how to cook porridge?"

(End of this chapter)