It was obvious that he was following her request, but Xia Wanxin felt a little angry.

Maybe he doesn't listen to what he shouldn't listen to, but he doesn't listen to what he shouldn't listen to.

He told him not to care about Xia's hands, but he intervened secretly, asking him not to care about her and would ignore her immediately.

Ho, man.

Xia Wanxin pursed her lips and lowered her head.

The ground is cement, and many people walk by, and there are some floating gravel on it.

She looked at it and kicked her toes.

The one I just used was the twisted foot, and a stinging pain came immediately.

Her thin eyebrows frowned and bit her lower lip.

The families outside were still in trouble, and their emotions could not calm down.

The wind inside brought out the leaves and rustled, and Xia Wan's heart also felt a little impetuous.

She was about to make a fuss and stood up to go back first with the pain.

The front of me was suddenly covered with shadows.

The first thing I saw was the man's leather shoes. The one I used to wipe was shining, and there was some dust on the edge at this moment.

Further up is his legs wrapped in trousers, which are slender and straight, making his body look more straight and have a superior figure.

She looked up.

The last thing I saw was his face, his usual indifference and coldness, no emotion in his eyes, as if nothing could enter his eyes.

But he was holding a paper bag in his hand, which contained a sign of a pharmacy.

Bo Qingyun handed over the things in her hand.

There was a rustling sound inside.

Xia Wanxin pursed her lips and her throat was a little fucked: "What is this?"

Bo Qingyun glanced down at her slightly swollen ankles: "Ms. Xia wants me to help you personally?"

His voice was not turbulent.

But there was a rippling ripples in Xia Wanxin's heart that had never been seen before.

She reached out to take it and looked at it. It was a medicinal wine for treating the striking and spraining. It only takes a rub to achieve results.

He walked out of the factory and went to buy this one.

If possible, she would rather he leave directly, but he didn't.

Xia Wanxin's fingers were pinching very tightly to control her emotions.

It took several seconds to find the attitude that Xia Wanxin should have at this moment. Her red lips curled up slightly, and her face smiled brightly: "It turns out that Mr. Bo is so considerate. I think the rumors from the outside may not be true. Everyone says that Mr. Bo is the most ruthless to women. Now I think about it, he is obviously a warm man."

Bo Qingyun's eyebrows and eyes drooped, and her eyes fell on her face.

For some reason, she smiled very well. She clearly smiled, but she felt that she was not really happy.

He turned his eyes away and his voice was indifferent: "As a Bo employee, this is a benefit that he should have. If you can't even treat your subordinates well, why should Bo gain a foothold?"

His words suddenly pulled down the pattern, and Xia Wanxin seemed to be smiling.

He did not refute him anymore, took out the medicinal wine, took off his high heels, poured the medicinal wine into the palm of his palm to warm it up, and then rubbed it on his ankles.

The woman's legs were thin and straight, as white as mutton fat, as if she was emitting light. Her tender green onion-like hands were rubbing there, and soon a scarlet color appeared, which was particularly eye-catching.

Bo Qingyun's eyes were slightly darker. She turned her head a second before she looked over, took out her cell phone, and made a phone call not far away.
Chapter completed!