Women, are they all so fickle?

"Mr. Lu, if it's not convenient for you to convey it, I can tell Miss Cao for you."

Lin Wan'er pinched the corner of her clothes, her face flushed with embarrassment.

She has only seen scenes like this in TV dramas.

"What are you talking about? Go to bed early!"

Lu Chen glared.

Lin Wan'er stuck out her tongue and quickly ran into the guest room.

Then he poked his little head out of the crack in the door and asked weakly: "Mr. Lu, who do you like?"

"How can you, a little girl, talk so much?"

Lu Chen picked up the feather duster and tried to strike, but Lin Wan'er was so frightened that she quickly retreated in.

Nothing happened overnight.

The next day, early morning.

Lu Chen got up early because of the kiss yesterday.

He was so upset that he didn't sleep all night.

Li Qingyao, Li Qingyao, what are you doing here to provoke me?

Are you full?

Lu Chen shook his head, and after washing up, he opened the door as usual.

With a "creak", the door opened.

A figure covered in blood suddenly fell into the room.

The figure in white clothes was stained with blood, with a broken sword on his back, and he seemed to have been unconscious for a long time.

Lu Chen opened it, and suddenly found that the man in white was Wang Xuan!

"I didn't seem to hurt him last night, did I?"

Lu Chen touched his chin.

Although he is sixth on the ground list, he is not a master.

But in this small Jiangling, there is still a one-size-fits-all existence.

How can you be so good that you will be beaten like this?

"You're lucky, boy."

Lu Chen whispered, and directly brought Wang Xuan into the medical hall.

Everyone fell at the door of the hospital, and he couldn't help but die.

Although Wang Xuan suffered many external injuries, they were not serious and could be easily treated with simple dressings and bandages. JrNovels.com