Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

Soon, Zhang Xiaoxiao realized that he didn't have an inch on his body. The most fatal thing is that Ling Chen appeared in her room at this time.

"Uncle, you... I..." Zhang Xiaoxiao blushed and hesitated at a loss.

Ling Chen pondered for a moment, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. After waking up, he stood outside the window for a long time. His heart was dominated by fear, and he didn't dare to face Zhang Xiaoxiao. He was afraid that she would ignore him after she woke up.

"You were drugged in the bar last night... I couldn't help it..." Ling Chen bit his teeth and told Zhang Xiaoxiao the truth. The flicker of his eyes betrayed his fear.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was stunned for a while, and her memory gradually came back. Last night, it seemed that she drank too much in the bar and took a glass of wine handed over by others... Then she couldn't remember.

But the pain under her body reminds Zhang Xiaoxiao that she was really handled by Ling Chen last night.

Ashamed or annoyed, Zhang Xiaoxiao buried his head in the quilt and burst into tears.

Ling Chen's pupil shrinks and quickly steps forward to hold Zhang Xiaoxiao's shoulder. She wants to comfort her, but Zhang Xiaoxiao dodges back and dodges.

The big hand froze in the air for a long time. Finally, Ling Chencai put it away and bit his teeth. He seriously vowed to the crying little girl: "don't worry, I will be responsible for you." Then he ran away and left the room.

be responsible for? After Ling Chen left, Zhang Xiaoxiao raised his head in a daze and looked at the direction where he disappeared at the door. Uncle just said to her... Should he be responsible for her? Zhang Xiaoxiao bit his lip.

However, uncle doesn't like her... Just because of what happened with her, I want to be responsible out of responsibility.

Obviously, she was lucky that she was careless and didn't lose her life outside. As for responsibility... He doesn't like himself. Why should she be responsible for herself??

Zhang Xiaoxiao thought more and more wronged. He flattened his mouth, sobbed, and cried low again.

Du Zetang's ward welcomed an uninvited guest early in the morning - a man sitting beside his bed with a resentful face

"I said Chen, did I owe you money or something? I turned a cold face at me all morning." Du Zetang rubbed his hair impatiently.

This man, who was sleeping soundly in the morning, broke in and woke him up. He didn't care about anything, but he looked like he was going to eat himself.

"Let's see if you're well." Ling Chen doesn't turn his head uneasily and tells a lie at will.

"Hiss." Du Zetang sniffed. It was obvious that the lie was a failure.

"When were you so kind and willing to come to see me?" If he remembered correctly, Ling Chen never stepped into his ward except the day he was injured and entered the hospital.

Ling Chen flings an eye knife coldly, and Du Zetang immediately and honestly shudders.

"Why, quarreled with the little wild cat?" Du Zetang asked tentatively. Only the little wild cat can make Ling Chen so angry.

Ling Chen snorted stiffly and didn't mean to tell Du Zetang. In fact, it was because he didn't dare to go back to face Zhang Xiaoxiao that he ran out and threw Du Zetang a look you didn't know.

"No." Du Zetang rubbed his chin and said to himself.

"What shouldn't?"

"Didn't you kill the kitten last night? Normally, you should have sex with her now... "Du Zetang suddenly realized something and covered his mouth.

Sure enough, when Ling Chen heard this, a sharp look swept over. Du Zetang wanted to immediately jump out of the hospital with his injured leg.

"Xiao Mingyuan told you?" Ling Chen narrowed her eyes and asked dangerously.

Uh huh, Du Zetang nodded like smashing garlic, resolutely betrayed his teammates, and waved his hand: "I didn't ask anything. He told me himself."

Ling Chen sneered at the corners of his mouth. Very good. He was worried that no one would operate. At the same time, Xiao Mingyuan, who was lying at home, gave an inspiration and sneezed greatly.

Ling family.

Chen Ou sat apologetically in front of Zhang Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I played too crazy last night... I forgot you."

Zhang Xiaoxiao gently shook his head and bitter face: "Ou ou, what should I do, what should I do?"

Chen Ou sighed and held Zhang Xiaoxiao's shoulder: "Xiaoxiao, don't worry. Your uncle said he would be responsible for you. You don't like him. You can do what you want."

Zhang Xiaoxiao frowned and shook his head. No, it's not. She likes uncle. That's right, but what she wants is that she and uncle are happy, not tied to him because of responsibility.

Chen Ou's eyes turned: "Xiaoxiao, why don't you think so? Anyway, your uncle is so handsome and you like him so much. You don't suffer for giving such a handsome man for the first time, do you?"

After being teased by Chen ou, Zhang Xiaoxiao's sad mood became better and forced out a smile: "yes, I don't suffer anyway."

airport.

Ling Chen looked down at the time and frowned. Why is it so slow?

"Little dust!" Just thinking, suddenly a thin female voice came from a distance, accompanied by a rhythmic beat of high-heeled shoes on the ground.

Ling Chen's green tendons jumped on his forehead and turned to look at the direction of the sound - a strange sister dressed in pompous loosened the suitcase she was carrying and was about to pounce on her.

Ling Chen coughed softly. At the moment when the woman was about to meet her, her left foot moved slightly and leaned to the left.

"Ah, ah," Ling Meimei threw herself into the air, lost her balance, and was about to fall to the ground. Annan behind her looked like he was quick, and reached out to hold Ling Meimei.

Ling Meimei finally stood firm and broke away from Annan. Alas, she rushed up with a grin to rub Ling Chen's face.

Ling Chen frowned and clenched her fist, but she didn't resist and let the woman hold it.

"Xiaochenchen, you are so skilled that you dare to escape from your sister's arms!" Ling Meimei narrows her eyes dangerously.

Ling Chen picked her eyebrows and brushed away Ling Meimei's disorderly hands. A touch of disgust appeared on her face. Coldly, she threw out two words: "disgusting."

Ling Meimei was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up to settle with Ling Chen, but Annan held back her smile.

"Miss Ling, you've just come back. You're very tired." He cleverly shifted the subject.

Sure enough, Ling Meimei heard what he said, shook her hand, shrugged her mouth, and looked very pitiful: "yes, the plane is still late. I'm tired to death. I can't even hug my brother when I come back." With that, her beautiful eyes stared at Ling Chen again.