my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 102 I'm Hurt Now, What Do You Want To Do To Me?
"Hey, woman, who made me like this yesterday? I'm weak now, you have to take care of me!" Guan Zichen choked and lay back on the sofa.

He really has no strength, not even the strength to fight.

"You can still quarrel with me if you are weak all over, anyway, you call someone to pick you up." She still has a lot of things to do today, and she has to go home tonight, how can she have time in the United States to take care of him!
"No one to fight." Guan Zichen replied dully, then fell silent, and collapsed on the sofa.

He also lives alone, although it's not far away, but at least it's because of her that he got hurt and caught a cold, and he would feel sorry for his face if she wasn't bad.

"Guan Zichen, you are really a rascal, you are the president of the Guan Group, and you are still one of the black bosses in Yecheng, how come no one beats you?"

Lan Mo yelled, threw herself on his side and rolled over on him.

Guan Zichen's eyes widened, "Hey, I'm hurt now, what do you want to do to me?" She wouldn't be so enthusiastic all of a sudden, right?

Lan Mo took out the phone from his pocket, and slapped him on the head again, "You dirty man! Do you think I'm as horny as you?"

"Lan Mo, you are the first woman who dared to hit me." Guan Zichen hummed weakly, and vowed again in his heart that when he recovered, he must cut off the little tiger's claws.

"Really? I'm so honored." Lan Mo flipped through the phone book of his mobile phone disapprovingly, and sat on the carpet beside the sofa.

There were black lines all over her face just after she opened it, and when she turned her head, Guan Zichen stared at her with a dazed expression, could it be that this guy really had a serious fever?

"Hey, why are your contacts all ABCD...how do you usually make calls?" Lan Mo was speechless, only ghosts could understand his phone book.

"I told you that no one is there." Someone's weak voice was definitely not pretending, his head was also dizzy, and he wanted to sleep again.

Lan Mo glanced back at him, saw his eyelids clenched, and finally plucked his hair.

Is she so unlucky?And she has to take care of her nemesis.

Most importantly, why should she take care of his dead stallion!
(End of this chapter)