Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"En." She responded, looking at Gu Chengdong's car, which disappeared from her sight.

Xiao Mohan's big palm hugged her shoulders, hugged her into his arms, and looked down at her face... .

"Mo Han, I want to go see Zhuo Bi." Gu Chuyan came back to her senses, stretched out her hand to hug his arm, put her small face on it, and said softly, "Go now, okay?"

"Okay." Xiao Mohan regained his concentration, turned around and snapped his fingers, "Mo Yan" drove towards this side, after he protected her into the car, he drove away.

Ange

After returning from Yao's house, Yao Rong stood by the bed, looking at Zhuo Bi's comatose state.

"Miss Yao." The butler came over and interrupted her contemplation. He looked up at her, and said to her as he asked for water, "Young Master Zhuo hasn't bathed for a few days. Keeping your body clean is good for your health." .”

"Okay." Yao Rong listened, turned and walked out.

Seeing this, the butler was stunned for a few seconds, rushed forward, ran out, closed the door with his hand, leaving a gap, and said to her: "The water is ready, Miss Yao, please do it yourself, remember to wash it clean."

"Me? Me?" Yao Rong stretched out his hand and pointed at the tip of his nose, thinking he had heard it wrong.

The housekeeper said anxiously: "This old slave is very busy and cannot be separated."

"Let me help Zhuo Bi? I'm a girl." Yao Rong was a little confused, not knowing what these people were thinking. Could it be that she is the only one here who is free?

When Yao Rong left, the butler hurried into the bedroom.

He reached out to slam the door shut, turned to Wenshui, gave a thumbs up, and said in a low voice, "Master, I have arranged things according to your instructions."

"Yeah." Wenshui sat on the sofa, drank coffee, gracefully crossed his long legs, closed the newspaper, looked at the housekeeper, and said, "Uncle Chen..."

Before he could finish his question, the butler ran out guiltily, and disappeared in a second.

In the bedroom, Yao Rong supported Zhuo Bi.

Looking at Zhuo Li's sexy figure, his body was burnt for a long time, although he was soaked in the medicine of asking water, it left a large area of ​​scars on his body.

Yao Rong's eyes fell on his chest, the scar was a bit hideous.

"Zhuo Bi, wake up quickly." Yao Rong's voice was a little choked up, she took a towel and wiped his back.

The woman's beautiful fingertips looked at the burns all over his body with some distress, and her heart couldn't help but ache.

Her eyes were deep, looking at his injured body.

Yao Rong looked at Zhuo Li's injury, and said with some distress: "You say that a good-looking person is covered with scars all over his body, how painful is that?"

The medicine in the bath is a little warm, but it feels the temperature of the palm.

"Ah." Yao Rong looked at the palm of his hand, his beautiful eyes, and became a little panicked.

"You, Zhuo Bi, are you awake?" Yao Rong raised his head and looked at Zhuo Bi.

The man closed his eyes and leaned against the edge of the bathtub, showing no sign of sobriety.

Unexpectedly, he lost his balance and threw himself into the bathtub with his head sticking out of the way.

"Hmm." Yao Rong whispered and took a deep breath.

He found Zhuo Bi's black eyes falling on her body.

"I, can you move by yourself?" Yao Rong was a little embarrassed, she took half a step back, looked left and right, and said, "Since you are awake, I should go, let's go out first."

Zhuo Bi's deep black eyes watched her turn around and run out.

"Hiss." Zhuo Bi propped himself up, but fell heavily into the water, splashing water.

Hearing him fall, Yao Rong turned around, rushed in, stretched out his arms to hold Zhuo Bi, and asked, "Did you touch the wound?"