Evil president, forced love

"What are you doing out?"

Tang Jun's icy voice brought her back to reality, An Ran shook her head, no longer thinking about the past.

If she had known what would happen later, she would have preferred that Tang Jun hadn't used a replica gun.

"My mother has an operation in three days, and I'm going to the hospital to accompany her." An Ran replied.

She lowered her arms and looked at Tang Jun nervously. If he disagreed, she would jump out of the window. Anyway, she couldn't be absent from her mother's operation.

Tang Jun glanced at her with lowered eyes, and his eyes fell on the corner of her mouth, "Is this how you intend to see your mother?"

Only then did An Ran remember her red and swollen face, if her mother saw her like this, she would definitely be worried.

"It's not all your fault."

An Ran muttered something in a low voice, then obediently went back to the room, sat by the bed and sighed.

Tang Jun stood at the door, looking at the little woman's worried look, his heart began to soften again, he turned his toes unconsciously, and walked towards the little woman.

"Put the medicine on first, and go to the hospital tomorrow."

As Tang Jun said, he had already bent down, and his bony fingers took a cotton swab again, dipped it in the bottle of iodophor, and gently disinfected the corner of her mouth.

His movements were very casual, but they were indescribably elegant, which made An Ran blush and heartbeat.

Fortunately, her face was already red enough, otherwise Tang Jun would have laughed her to death if she found out. However, can this iodophor be put on her mouth!

The corner of An Ran's mouth trembled unconsciously, and said cautiously, "Are you sure you can put this thing on your mouth?"

Tang Jun paused his hands, looked at the purple-black liquid, frowned slightly, and replied affirmatively, "No one should be able to die."

Stunned!

An Ran grabbed Tang Jun's wrist with some disgust, and protested, "I think it's better to use alcohol."

Tang Jun slapped An Ran's hand off angrily, and fixed her head domineeringly, "If I say iodophor, use iodophor."

An Ran is helpless, well, she admits that using iodophor does not hurt, but using alcohol will definitely cause pain.

However, this black thing kept touching her mouth, and she felt nauseous just thinking about it.

After a while, Tang Jun let go of An Ran's head, looked at his 'masterpiece' with satisfaction, and nodded, "Not bad."

As soon as An Ran was liberated, she hurried into the bathroom. Her face, which was originally red and swollen, was now painted like a Dalmatians, which was indescribably funny.

This Tang Jun definitely did it on purpose to bully a weak woman like her, he is very proud, isn't he!

An Ran angrily turned on the faucet, washed off the povidone iodine on her face, and then went out again.

When she went out, Tang Jun was sitting by the bed, his face was as dark as Bao Gong, and his eyes were fixed on her face.

"Hey, I accidentally washed my face just now."

An Ran gave two dry laughs to cover up, and tentatively walked towards the medicine box.

Seeing that Tang Jun didn't move, she walked to his side in peace and reached for the anti-inflammatory ointment in the medicine box.

Suddenly, she felt her body lighten and her head became dizzy. Before she could react, she was already under Tang Jun's pressure.

"What are you going to do!" An Ran put her hands on his chest.

Only then did she realize that Tang Jun smelled of alcohol, no wonder he was so talkative today, it seemed that he had drunk a lot.

"Make... love!"

Tang Jun breathed in her ear gently, and his sexy thin lips had already landed on her earlobe.