Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"In this case, I want to drink two more." Zhuo Bi raised his eyebrows, put his arm around her shoulder, looked at her hanging arm, and asked, "Why did you get hurt? Who did it?"

Zhuo Tiao bent down, looked at her arm, reached out to touch it, and said, "Come on, follow me to Shui's house to have a look."

"You asked me to go with you, and I'm going to go? Let's talk after I catch up." Yao Rong avoided him, took a few steps back, and ran forward.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bi slammed the car door shut.

The man strode after her, Yao Rong's joyful voice kept coming, Zhuo Bi stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed her to one side, leaning her back against the railing covered with flowers.

"Bad girl, see how I deal with you." He said.

The flowers on the railing have a few petals pasted on her post, adding a little more beauty.

He put her into the co-pilot seat, reached out and touched her arm, and said, "I'll take you to see a doctor. I have something to go out these days, so I couldn't protect you well."

Yao Rong raised his chin arrogantly and gave him a cold look: "Hmph, I never said I want you to protect me."

"Hmm." Yao Rong raised his chin proudly.

The eyes of the two met, Zhuo Li moved his lips and kissed hers.

Yao Shengming stood in front of the coffee shop, staring at the scene.

"Zhuo Bi, you're back again?" Yao Chengming said coldly, his fists clenched tightly. The last time he sent someone to kill Zhuo Bi, unexpectedly something happened on the way.

For this reason, Zhuo Bi fled away. Although his back was slightly injured, he did not kill him.

He thought that by holding Zhuo Bi back, he would be able to get Yao Rong.

But he actually came back? Now, the goddess who was still kissing him in the street, she didn't refuse.

"Yao Rong, how could you trample on yourself like this?" Yao Shengming pursed his lips and said.

He treats her sincerely, but she turns a blind eye.

Zhuo Bi turned around and looked at Yao Shengming, only to see that his face was ferocious and his eyes were bloodthirsty.

"Hehe." Zhuo Bi stood up straight and reached out to close the car door.

He walked back with long legs, and came to Yao Shengming in a few steps. He folded his hands in front of him, rubbed them lightly a few times, and then looked up at Yao Shengming.

"It seems that your people are not very good." Zhuo Li's lips parted slightly, but his eyes were extremely cold.

A few days ago, someone wanted to assassinate him, but Zhuo Bi was in a hurry to spare time because of something, so he was stabbed.

At that time, he felt that something was wrong, although he hadn't found out yet, but seeing Yao Rong's arm injury just now, and thinking about all this, perhaps, it had an inseparable relationship with Yao Shengming.

"Zhuo Bi." Yao Shengming stepped forward and reached out to button Zhuo Bi's collar.

It's a pity that he hasn't touched it yet, and his hand is pushed away by Zhuo Bi.

"In the future, if Yao Rong makes a mistake, Yao Shengming, I want your life." Zhuo Bi said coldly, turned around to buy a cup of coffee, and walked back with it.

Yao Rong sat in the co-pilot seat, watched him leave, and came back with coffee after a while.

Zhuo Bi handed her the coffee, raised his handsome eyebrows, and said, "I'll give it back to you."

Yao Rong didn't answer, just glanced at Zhuo Bi, and asked in a low voice, "Are you injured?"

"Are you caring about me?" Zhuo Bi was a little surprised, she actually saw that he was hurt.

Zhuo Bi always disappeared inexplicably, she should be angry, and even thought he was an irresponsible man, but for some reason, when she saw Zhuo Bi, all the dissatisfaction disappeared.

"Thank you." Yao Rong stretched out his hand, took a sip of the coffee.

Zhuo Bi watched her drinking coffee, and when his sexy lips were licking the rim of the cup, he said softly, "I drank it."