Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Curled up in Han Jingting's arms like this, she felt like a little woman.

This is something Wen Ruosheng has never thought about, after all, it seems absurd for a while.

Looking at the weak Wen Ruosheng in his arms, Han Jingting developed a desire to protect, and wanted to just hold her in his arms and hug her tightly.

At this moment, Wen Ruosheng's fingers were still bleeding, which made Han Jingting quickly withdraw her thoughts, and carefully placed her on the sofa.

Wen Ruosheng wanted to twist his body, but Han Jingting pressed him down hard, and said in a low and rough voice, "Don't move."

Compared with the usual icy coldness, it seemed extraordinarily domineering now.

"Boss Han."

"Don't talk." Han Jingting opened the medicine box and carefully picked up the contents.

Regarding these disinfection measures, I have seen family doctors use them before, and I have some common sense, knowing how to do them.

Wen Ruosheng didn't dare to say anything, so he could only lie on the sofa carefully, looking at the beautiful ceiling above his head, his heart was pounding.

As Han Jingting slowly approached, this feeling made her unable to control the heat in her heart.

I just feel that the surrounding temperature is slowly rising.

Looking at Wen Ruosheng's flushed cheeks, Han Jingting didn't make a sound, and continued to move her hands, gently wiping her fingertips with the disinfectant.

"Hiss." Wen Ruosheng couldn't help but let out a sound.

This made Han Jingting pause, and swallowed abruptly.

With a little bit of wiping, Wen Ruosheng gradually got used to the pain, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and then slowly relaxed.

Finally, Han Jingting bound Wen Ruosheng's fingers with gauze.

After doing all this, Wen Ruosheng's cheeks turned redder.

Perhaps Han Jingting's actions just now were too intimate, which made her feel like her heart was about to jump out. If she didn't control it at this time, she might be embarrassed.

Han Jingting's condition was not very good either. Although he was focused on treating Wen Ruosheng's wound, his physical reaction could not be changed, and he had to admit that he was indeed a little moved.

I thought it was possible to hide this feeling in my heart, but Wen Ruosheng still noticed the strangeness under her body.

Wen Ruosheng stared blankly at Han Jingting in front of him, and his strange behavior at the moment, swallowed unconsciously.

Can't tell if I'm looking forward to it or worried.

The two have known each other for a long time, and that aspect may be better than their personality, which made Wen Ruosheng's heart rise in his throat.

Several times of Cheng Huan made Wen Ruosheng almost lose his mind, thinking that all of them were normal.

She hurriedly shook her head, looked at Han Jingting in front of her, and looked away.

"Thank you." Wen Ruosheng didn't know how to say this, but felt his cheeks were hot.

Han Jingting didn't speak, but looked at Wen Ruosheng's flustered face, and left her body.

Slowly put away the medicine box, but felt a little unwilling.

The previous few encounters were all accidents, only this time, Han Jingting was so moved that he wanted to get closer to Wen Ruosheng.

"I'd better clean up the kitchen." Wen Ruosheng said in a low voice.

Han Jingting grabbed Wen Ruosheng's wrist with a sharp look in his eyes: "It's already like this, so don't move around."

"But."

"It's nothing." Han Jingting's words did not allow Wen Ruosheng to resist at all.

Wen Ruosheng had no choice but to give up: "You haven't eaten yet."

As soon as the words fell, Han Jingting put the medicine box on the table: "Have you eaten?"

"Ah?" Wen Ruosheng raised his head hastily.

After working all day, I didn't bother to eat something, and my stomach was already hungry and screamed for change.

"Not hungry." Despite this, Wen Ruosheng still said firmly.

In the next second, Han Jingting could clearly hear her stomach growling.

Wen Ruosheng tried hard to hide the embarrassment at the moment, but unfortunately there was nothing he could do. He had already made such a sound, and there was really nothing he could do.

"Well, I feel a little sick to my stomach." Wen Ruosheng just found a reason and wanted to slip away.

Han Jingting didn't give her this chance, and grabbed her back: "Don't go anywhere until you're full."

After finishing speaking, she forcibly pulled Wen Ruosheng to walk outside.

Just like that, it was stuffed abruptly into the co-pilot.

Yes, it was stuffed in.

Wen Ruosheng looked at the man beside him blankly, without saying a word.

When the car stopped in front of a high-end restaurant, Han Jingting opened the door, and Wen Ruosheng hurriedly followed.

There are quite a lot of dishes on this table, and Chinese and Western food can be regarded as a combination.

Looking at the delicacies in front of him, Wen Ruosheng couldn't help swallowing.

When people are hungry, they really can't stand the temptation of this kind of food.

Han Jingting sat at the side, seeing Wen Ruosheng salivating, and secretly smiled inwardly.

"Come and sit." Han Jingting pointed to the chair opposite.

Wen Ruosheng pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Is there anyone else here?" Han Jingting frowned.

Seeing this, Wen Ruosheng didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly walked towards the dining table.

If it wasn't for sitting in front of Han Jingting, Wen Ruosheng would have already rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight hard, but because of face, he still tried to look like a little girl as much as possible.

Han Jingting snorted, and when the knife and fork in his hand was cutting the steak, there was no sound.

Han Jingting's table manners are impeccable.

Looking at himself again, Wen Ruosheng also felt that he was simply too rustic.

However, this did not affect her appetite. She hadn't eaten all day, and her stomach began to protest.

"In the future, your work will also include eating with me." Han Jingting said.

"what?"

"I don't like repeating it a second time." Han Jingting continued with the knife and fork in his hand.

Wen Ruosheng didn't hear Han Jingting's words, she just wanted to confirm whether what she heard was true?
The scene in front of me must not be a dream, right?
"I?"

Han Jingting knew that Wen Ruosheng heard it, and just wanted to get confirmation.

"Yes, you heard that right, this is also your future job, if you want to continue working by my side." Han Jingting said unhurriedly.

Wen Ruosheng's mood at the moment is extremely complicated. Her current work is already very tight, and being around Han Jingting every day makes her a little breathless.

Now inexplicably, there is another companion for dinner, it seems that apart from work, everything should be close together all the time.

"Mr. Han, will this be bad?" Wen Ruosheng asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Han Jingting raised his head and stared at Wen Ruosheng.

"No, I was just thinking about some occasions." Wen Ruosheng expressed his scruples.

After all, she was just an assistant beside Han Jingting, at most she was a personal one, not that honorable.