Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

Wan Jiao snorted, and was full of dissatisfaction with him: "It must be no good to stay in your house for such a long time!"

Li Wan squeezed a saint fruit and filled it in his mouth, nodded in agreement: "Mom is right!"

"You are so embarrassed to eat! Look at your face, it's as red as this cherry tree, don't you know?"

After a second, she said again: "Isn't mom disturbing you?"

Wan Jiao asked knowingly.

Thinking of almost embracing a kiss just now, Li Wan was embarrassed and embarrassed even more.

"Mom, I have work to do, thank you for the compote, goodbye..."

After all, she gently pushed Wanjiao out of the door.

Wan Jiao struggled slightly, and said fiercely: "I have something to tell you, start and don't block the door!"

"Oh……"

Li Wan answered and followed Wanjiao obediently.

After a while.

The mother and daughter sat opposite each other.

"Mom, just talk about it."

After Li Wan finished speaking, he casually asked the servant to squeeze a glass of orange juice.

Wan Jiao coughed slightly, and suddenly she didn't know how to speak.

Li Wan pursed a faint smile from the corner of his mouth, and deliberately said: "Mom, your throat is uncomfortable? Do you want to get medicine."

"What's talking about is messy! Don't think about changing the subject for me."

"Mom, do you want honey water?"

Wanjiao paused, and subconsciously replied, "Yes."

Li Wan turned his head and ordered: "A glass of honey water."

Wanjiao: "..." Why did this girl go in?

She sighed, what kind of ecstasy did Huo Lingtian put on her?

The two were silent for a few seconds.

Wan Jiao glanced at the few rose petals that fell on the ground, and suddenly what he wanted to say came out:

"You promised Huo Lingtian's confession last night?"

"...Hmm." Li Wan nodded.

"Are you dating now?" Wan Jiao asked.

This gave Li Wan the illusion of being caught and reprimanded for her puberty love.

"Stupid! Why did he succeed in confession in one go? Hang him a few more times!"

"This man, what is too easy to get, never knows how to cherish!"

"What did he do to you before, you forgot?"

Wan Jiao poked Li Wan's forehead angrily.

Actually gave birth to a bit of hatred for iron but not steel.

Li Wan rubbed his forehead, a smile overflowing from the beautiful eyes.

She looked up at Wanjiao and said with a serious expression: "Mom, you don't know what kind of person I am."

"Huo Lingtian haunts me every day, if I am entangled with him unclearly, it will be the most uncomfortable."

"Now that we are just right, we can get in touch with each other and have a relationship or something!"

Wanjiao didn't refute her, but she didn't stop talking about it: "When I fall in love, I change several boyfriends a year."

"It's good for you, it's been a few years, it's still the same!"

"Hey, a tendon!"

"Mom, your honey water."

Li Wan smiled and handed the water glass to Wanjiao's palm, disrupting her speaking rhythm without leaving a trace.

Sure enough, Wanjiao paused, and suddenly forgot where he was.

Li Wan couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, you drink saliva to moisturize your throat first."

"Think slowly."

Wan Jiao: "..."

After being forced to leave Li's house, Huo Lingtian drove the car out of the villa area and stopped at the side of the road.

He remembered the Weibo that Li Wan had posted in his mind.

pity……

Weibo is still breaking down.

"Fuck!" He couldn't help cursing.

Huo Lingtian touched his pocket, but did not find the cigarette case, but found out a mint candy.

He tore open the sugar paper and bit the sugar in his mouth.

The cool and refreshing taste exploded in the mouth.

It seemed to calm his restless heart.

After a while, the saccharification is over.

Only the coolness of mint is left.

Weibo is still blank.

Huo Lingtian became irritable again.

He opened the window of the car and stretched out his painful left hand. The breeze blew through, very comfortable.

He glanced at the scary red wound.

The pus in the scalded blisters was sucked out, leaving only a layer of wrinkled skin sticking to the surface of the wound.

Cheng Jin seemed to say that this layer of skin also needs to be peeled off.

He pursed his lips, stepped on the gas pedal, and started to turn the steering wheel with his other hand.

At this moment, the irritability is also completely reluctant to work, it is better to find Cheng Jin for a change.

Twenty minutes later, Lin's Hospital, the famous Doctor Cheng's office.

Huo Lingtian tilted Erlang's legs and refreshed the phone page patiently.

Cheng Jin's assistant said that he was conducting a medical lecture, which was about half an hour away.

He, the president of Huo Da, who is up and down millions of dollars every minute, naturally waits patiently.

Having only waited for five minutes at the moment, Master Huo became impatient.

His somber gaze flicked over this neat office for more than half a circle.

It wasn't until I saw a picture of human organs that I remembered that I still had injuries on my knees.

He moved for a while, and sure enough, the pain was terrible.

He got up, opened the door, and waved to a handsome guy not far away.

The assistant on duty outside walked in three steps and two steps, and asked him seriously what he wanted.

"Do you know the ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis?"

The man nodded, and asked gently and in detail: "Mr. Huo, where did you hurt?"

Huo Lingtian's mouth pursed, and his dark eyes rolled a half circle, but he didn't hide it. Instead, he looked proud: "Knees!"

"……Oh!"

The assistant smiled and continued to answer with good professionalism: "I will send it to you right away."

Huo Lingtian still wanted to say something, but the assistant had already gone far away.

He was really afraid that he would laugh out loud in front of Master Huo in the next second.

A few minutes later, the assistant knocked on the door gently, holding a box of ointment in his hand, and handed it to Huo Lingtian.

"Mr. Huo, do you need help?" He felt it was difficult to spread the knee evenly with one hand.

In fact, I just want to see how miserable Shaoye Huo’s knees are...

"No." Huo Lingtian skillfully unpacked the pill box.

"Ah, what else do you tell you to remember to call me, I'll go out first."

"Wait a moment!"

Huo Lingtian coughed slightly, his tone didn't seem to be discussing: "This ointment, you can get me a box, and I will take it away later."

Assistant: "..." Dare to ask Mr. Huo, are you here to buy the goods?

Huo Lingtian ignored his somewhat shocked eyes, and added: "I want money to find Cheng Jin."

"What are you doing in a daze, go now?" He frowned and urged.

The tall figure has an invisible sense of oppression.

"Okay." The assistant felt a row of black lines above his head.

He chuckled lightly and left very politely.

Huo Lingtian sat back in the chair again.

He unscrewed the ointment, gently rolled up his trouser legs, stared at the large black knees, and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

Alas, I was about to kneel out of the cocoon, and my wife still didn't coax it back.

When Cheng Jin entered the door, he saw Master Huo giving himself medicine with a sad expression on his face.

That expression was kind of wronged.

It feels so painful and crying.

He leaned against the door, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and his tone was frivolous: "Yeah, how did Huo get this injury?"