President Ling got slapped in the face again today

After helping him to paint the wound on his face, she raised his hand again, the skin on the back of the hand was even broken, and the red and swollen wound was glowing scarlet,

He Dongwei soaked up some lotion, gave Ling Li a soft blow, and then said: "I broke my knee when I was young, and when my father gave me the medicine, he liked to give me a blow. It didn't help at all, but after he finished playing, he really felt much better, and I realized later that its effect was in my heart, and the feeling of being rare could heal the pain."

"Ah Li, don't keep saying that you are fine. No matter how powerful you are, you are still bleeding and growing flesh. How can you be fine? I also know that fighting is wrong, but I don't know the whole story. It is wrong to persuade people not to fight. Li is definitely not a person who strikes casually, it must be because the other party has done too much, so he can't help but do it, in my opinion, this is justice, but...Ah Li, I don't want to see you get hurt."

Ling Li held her hand in turn, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a warm sea flashed in his eyes: "Well, I won't do it next time, there is no random fight, I am doing what is right."

Next time he would definitely be able to beat someone flying and not let himself get hurt at all.

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The next day, Ling Li went to the night shift, and when he came out to take out the trash, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He opened it and saw that it was a text message from He Dongwei: [Look at the other side! 】

He looked up at the 24-hour convenience store across the road, and He Dongwei was waving at him through the glass barrier,

Still holding a paintbrush in her hand, she breathed heavily against the glass barrier and quickly wrote three large letters and numbers "W-4-U" (I'll wait for you) on it with her fingers.

Although her breath was loud, she was afraid that she might not be able to see clearly, so she wrote each letter in a very large size. When she wrote U, there was not enough space, so she made several slurs intermittently.

Ling Li only felt that her expression was too cute, and she was huddled in a corner in a white furry coat, waiting for someone to lead her home.

At about ten o'clock, Ling Li purposely bypassed the front door of the convenience store and quietly entered through the side door.
He Dongwei has been painting with her head down and didn't notice the condition of her back. Ling Li looked behind her for a long time before she said with a smile: "Does it look good?"

He Dongwei seemed to be responding to her inner question, and answered unabashedly: "Hee hee, it looks good."

"A real person looks better", he said this while bending over, almost close to He Dongwei's ear.

He Dongwei turned around suddenly, and shouted in surprise: "Ah Li? Why did you come out?",
"You... don't you get off work at twelve o'clock?" Seeing that Ling Li had changed back into her clothes, she couldn't help asking curiously.

Ling Li: "The manager allows me to leave work early." After he finished his simple explanation, he turned his eyes to the painting on the table.

He Dongwei deliberately explained: "I painted Brother Feng well, right?"

Ling Li also deliberately continued: "Well, the tiger father has no dogs, and he has seven or eight parts of my heroic appearance."

"Hahaha..." He Dongwei was the first to confess, "Okay, this is you, don't let Brother Feng hear what you said just now, otherwise he will have trouble with you for three days and three nights",
She took out several drawings from the bottom, and boredly added narration and dialogue to the characters on them, "This is Brother Feng, this is Xiaomi, and Cai Cai".

Ling Li picked up Brother Feng's card and looked at it for a long time, and warned: "You, don't let Brother Feng see it, or he will wipe out the orangutan race."

"Hahaha...don't worry, he won't admit it's him," He Dongwei said consolingly.

Ling Li looked at her pair of drawings and asked, "Are you going to be quite a painter in the future?"

He Dongwei shook her head affirmatively: "I paint for fun. My father is a painter, but he didn't ask me to be like him in the future. My mother has only four generations. From the generation of my great-grandfather, I have practiced medicine for generations. When I was a child, I thought my mother was very powerful, with white knives coming in and red knives coming out, but everyone praised her, and the children were tamed by her. I was very prestigious among the children, and I was old and proud. I just thought, when I grow up, I want to be a doctor, so I can help the world."

When she talked about her mother, she straightened her back a little, and she was very proud.

Ling Li: "That's why you choose science and require yourself to be excellent in mathematics, science, chemistry and chemistry?"

He Dongwei said very modestly: "This is only an external reason, my excellent factors are determined by genes."

"Hey!!", sneered fiercely and ruthlessly, staring at the sketch in his hand, but his mind was obviously not on it-she was going to apply for medical school, she wanted to be a doctor, what about his?
He Dongwei took out another drawing from the manuscript, with piercing eyes, looking sharply like offering a treasure, and said: "Dengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdeng, look, I promised to draw it for you earlier."

This is the real-life drawing that she promised to give to Ling Li at the beginning. It looks like Ling Li with short hair, his side face is as firm as a cold front, his eyes are focused and firm, and his shooting movements are even more handsome.
With a very satisfied arc on the corner of Ling Li's mouth, he stroked his hair and said, "Well, school is about to start, and it's time for a haircut again."

His current hair is actually not long, but since the conversation of "I can't ignore him", his hair has never grown beyond his ears, and he will no longer have thick bangs, and his hair will always be clean and neat. short hair.

The two came out of the convenience store, and not long after they left, He Dongwei saw the McDonald's sundae ice cream sign not far away, and couldn't help but say, "Ah Li, I want to eat ice cream."

Ling Li refused as always: "Don't eat it",
The speed of his pedaling began to accelerate, as long as he wanted to rush past that signboard.

But He Dongwei already knew his intentions, she pulled the hem of his back waist, and said, "Ah Li!"

"Ah Li!"

"Ah~ Li~"

"No", his voice was much gentler, visibly shaken,
He Dongwei came up with a big move like a ghost, pulling the sharp corners of his clothes and swaying them from side to side to beat himself: "Ah~Li (Ali)~~~The girl of the mountain, beautiful~like~water~ah! Ah Li Mountain (Alishan) boy, eating ice cream...",
The speed of her speech behind her suddenly accelerated, and she sang a self-modified version of the ballad "Gao Shan Qing".

"Pu Chi!", Ling Li stopped the car immediately, and was overwhelmed by her "Tian Lai" voice, and said helplessly: "Oh! I've convinced you, remember to lick your mouth clean before going home later."

He Dongwei: "Hee hee!"

He Dongwei was physically disabled and strong, and took the initiative to pull Ling Li to the sales window. After seeing the taste in the advertisement, she was instantly excited: "Hey, today's is chocolate strawberry",
She smiled brightly and said to the waiter at the window: "Hello, please give me two mandarin duck tubes with chocolate strawberries."

The waitress is very kind, her hands don't shake at all, seeing this pair of eye-catching boys and girls, she piled their ice cream into Mount Everest in one go,

He Dongwei took it excitedly, and before she had time to lick it, the lump fell down overwhelmed, and even hit her small chest mischievously.

She wiped it quickly, and after a long time, the black chocolate was still printed on the most conspicuous part of her chest, and it was particularly dazzling on the white coat.

She cried and laughed helplessly, "What should I do now?"

Ling Junshi immediately gave a good idea, and also demonstrated the movement of sitting and covering his chest: "When you see grandma, remember to cover your chest and talk."

He made a pun, and He Dongwei laughed hahaha, staring at the 'peak' that was as stable as Mount Tai in his hand, and said very 'innocently': "Your one looks delicious."

Ling Li replied in a very puzzled manner: "Our tastes are the same."

He Dongwei: "I don't believe it, why don't we switch."

Ling Li: "I want to be beautiful".

He Dongwei: "Change it, I have never eaten this."

Ling Li: "No change."

He Dongwei: "Change!"

Ling Li pushed the bicycle with one hand, and raised the ice cream above his head with the other, like a god who swore power, looking down at He Dongwei, a "little living being", and said: "I will give it to you if you can reach it."

He Dongwei waved at him: "Okay, then you squat down."

Ling Li: "Hahaha, what kind of logic do you have, hey~, I can't reach it...Come on, Hobbit".

He Dongwei stared at her with one foot, and it was really hard to break free from the gravity. When she heard the fierce ridicule, she was even more ashamed and angry: "Ah! You are necrotic, life attack".

"Ha ha ha ha……",
The two were flirting on the side of the road, completely unaware that a black car was staring at them in the distance.

Mona's forehead was wrapped with a circle of gauze, and the corners of her mouth were still red, swollen and bruised. Her eyes were fixed on the sharp direction, and she was about to breathe fire.

The scarf embroidered with a white rose flower in her hand was condensed into the shape of dried pickles by her, and she gritted her teeth and said, "It's small, but it still has two faces."

She sat back in the back seat indifferently, and told the driver in the front seat, "Go to the slaughterhouse."

The driver replied respectfully: "Yes, miss."

Suburban slaughterhouse.

The ground that has just been cleaned is still steaming wetly, and the surrounding area seems to be foggy.
A black car rushed out of the fog, and several strong men in black and two butchers in waterproof aprons with butcher's knives quickly stepped forward to greet them.

It was dark all around, only a cold white chandelier was turned on in the place where a few people gathered,

Mona's hands were crossed and bound, her upper body was tightly wrapped by the cloak coat, and a large section of beautiful white legs were still exposed above the boots.

After she got out of the car, a man in black next to her immediately turned on a searchlight.
At the end of the searchlight was a wall, and a large table was placed in front of it. The bearded man was being held sprawled on the table, and there were also two strong men with bound hands and feet piled up on the ground.

These three people were the ones who attacked Mona last night, and now they were all tied up and sent to the slaughterhouse.

It took them a long time to get used to the light of the searchlight, and the first reaction after opening their eyes was to beg for mercy loudly: "Please forgive me, please forgive me, aunt, we didn't know you were the daughter of Master Qing",
Master Qing is Mo Qing, a well-known "black businessman" in this city.