Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1647 1686 Love and hate entanglement with the pillow person 5

"You have a count? I don't think you have a count at all!" Mr. Leng said sternly, "If your second uncle used the power of pardon to let you escape, you still don't know which military prison you are squatting in. Now you sit in the national defense. The Minister is healed and the scar is forgotten! And the soldiers who died, even if they were in the sky, they would regret that they were blind and became soldiers under your hands!"

When Leng Ye Su heard this, his brows furrowed, and his expression didn't know how gloomy he was. He allowed the blood on his forehead to flow down, "I won't forget, is there anything else to teach? If not, I will go back to sleep first. I'm a little sleepy after a busy day."

He looks like he doesn't get in at all. Leng Zong has something to teach him, but his son knows best, and he said it for nothing. When he waved his hand, his eyes fell on his forehead, and his voice slowed by two minutes. : "Go and deal with it yourself."

Leng Yesu left the study and went directly to the bedroom.

Xing Luo was shocked when he saw blood on his forehead, and hurriedly greeted him. He didn't dare to ask how he got it, and said directly, "Where is the first aid kit?"

Leng Ye Su gestured to the cabinet, his tall body sank into the sofa, his long legs overlapped, and his expression was extremely cold.

Xingluo found the first aid kit, held it and walked to him, swiftly handling the wound on his forehead.

The injury was smashed at first glance. There was a little soot on his hair. Xingluo could almost imagine that Uncle Leng was so furious when he smashed the ashtray on his head, distressed, but helpless.

"You bear it, I try to be lighter."

Leng Ye raised her eyes and glanced, the worry on her face was not pretending, her eyebrows were twisted into a ball, looking a little ugly.

"Okay, hurry up, a little hurt, harp."

Where is the small injury? Xingluo didn't say anything. After helping him stop the bleeding, she quickly took out the gauze, cut off a piece and pressed it on his forehead. After pulling the tape to fix it, she hesitated and said, "Tomorrow, I will leave."

It must be his father who told him to let her go, and then the father and son quarreled. His mouth was always poisonous, and there was almost no good temper. To her, I am afraid that facing his father would not be much better, so I was beaten?

When Leng Ye listened to it, the expression on his face was like a rush of rain and wind all over the building!

I squeezed her chin, no one can beat her domineering temper: "If you dare to step out of this manor for half a step, I will lock you in the basement just like my father treats a woman. There is no day for you, don't think I'm joking with you!"

Xing Luo's eyes were sour: "I don't want you to be embarrassed."

"Do you want me to be embarrassed, or do you want to leave Happy Life?"

Leng Yesu stared at her with cold eyes, as if he was about to pierce her whole person, Xingluo gently opened his hand holding her chin, and continued to treat the wound for him, moving cautiously, with a low voice: "I Why can't you wait to leave Xiaoyao to live?"

If she could, she wouldn't want to leave him half a step in her life.

Leng Ye didn't believe it, and she didn't feel ironic when she said this to a woman who had booked today's ticket and wanted to fly far! When she treated the wound for him, he pushed her onto the bed, forced her to sleep in ecstasy, and hugged her to sleep.

The arms are like steel, locked her waist all night, even when she is asleep.

She seemed to feel that she was not at ease in her sleep. Once she let go, she would fly away.

(End of this chapter)