When Lin Hanxing came to his senses, the man had been carried out from the passenger seat by Lei Xiao.

Where are you going to take me?

Lin Hanxing, who was beaten and hugged in Lei Xiao's arms, looked small, not to mention being wrapped in cashmere blankets.

Lei Xiao didn't speak.

He just pressed her head into his arms and walked towards the building in front of him.

Lei Xiao!

Lin Hanxing's stubborn temper also came up, and his voice was filled with anger no matter how he heard it.

When they encounter the path, they all respectfully salute Lei Xiao.

I didn't dare to look around anywhere else.

Find me the holy hand.

Lei Xiao's voice was clear and verbal coldness, and the listeners were trembling.

Yes, Mr. Lei.

Others dare not delay, so they should continue to order.

Holy hand?

Lin Hanxing was thinking that Lei Xiao had already carried her to the second floor.

He kicked a room open and put her on the bed.

Compared with Lei Xiao's cold face, which was enough to sprinkle water into ice, Lin Hanxing felt that his movements could be considered gentle.

What is the holy hand?

This room is obviously a guest room, and it looks cold in terms of its own decoration style.

doctor.

Lei Xiao squatted in front of her, suddenly looked up, and his extremely aggressive gaze looked at Lin Hanxing.

Nothing to say to me?

The cold eyes seemed to penetrate her.

Lin Hanxing's eyes wandered, but Lei Xiao slowly raised his hand and slid it over her snow-like neck.

The movements on the thick fingers should be as gentle as possible.

But that look is as cold as it is.

He wished he could tear Luo Ruyin into pieces!

But it's too cheap to tell her to die!

Xibao has disinfected me.

Lei Xiao's fingers were very cold, and they passed through his neck, causing ripples that could not be described.

The man's hand movements suddenly stopped.

That's what you want to say to me?

As soon as Lei Xiao finished speaking, someone pushed the door open from outside and walked in with a gloomy face.

The fluffy and messy show that the person was sleeping before coming.

The angry eyes stopped when they met Lei Xiao.

thunder?

The holy hand slashed it out, it was already messy, and he thought it was dazzled.

The unethical thing about pulling people up in your sleep has always been done by Yan Beixiao, the bastard.

Help her with the wound.

Lei Xiao spoke in a deep voice.

Don't say much nonsense.

The holy hand looked at Lin Hanxing wrapped in a blanket.

If you look at it again, I will dig out your eyes.

Lei Xiao let out a chill.

Brother, please tell me some reason. I don’t think you can see how your wife can help her treat the wound!

Where is the wound?

The saint simply asked directly.

Are you blind?

The holy hand raised his eyebrows. Lei was angry?

Angry with the little girl sitting on the bed?

Hearing this conversation, Lin Hanxing couldn't help rolling his eyes at his man, raised his head slightly, revealing the scars on his neck.

Are you fucking teasing me again?

The holy hand looked at Lei Xiao with expressionless face, and Lin Hanxing could understand his eyes without any translation.

Just this little injury?

The Holy Hand couldn't help but ask, "It's been midnight, Lei came to see him for this little injury?"

Lei Xiao looked back with cold eyes.

Obviously, there was no room for negotiation for Silk to be left for the Holy Hand.

You're making a big deal!

He is the holy hand!

The flesh and bones of the living dead!!!

Lei now asked him to heal such a minor injury to this little girl???

Is he crazy, he crazy, or he crazy???

Wait, little girl?

Suddenly, the holy hand seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Lin Hanxing.

The eyes were a little weird.

Yan Beixiao said that the incense he developed was used for two of them.
Chapter completed!