Before Zhao Shuhua finished speaking, Li Junting hung up the phone angrily.

The man pressed the wheelchair, left the bedroom without hesitation and went to the next room.

Li Junting did not know why his emotions would be out of control. Everything was different from his plan.

But he couldn't control the raging emotions.

Before he was ready for thought, he had already knocked on the door next door, Lingxi's door by instinct.

After a few thump, the door opened.

Lingxi's face, wet and dripping, appeared in front of Li Junting.

No preparation.

Li Junting's deep black eyes also gave birth to a pause.

"You..." He had a hoarse voice and didn't expect Lingxi to open the door so soon.

He thought she would lock the door and keep him out, just as he had done before.

"Second young master, what can I do for you?"

Lingxi's voice is a little low, and once again recovered the indifference.

She had just changed her room, and the indescribable images were still in her mind.

And the more you want to suppress those images, the more clear the touch and temperature will be.

Lingxi couldn't stand his own wishful thinking, so he even poured a lot of cold water on his face to cool down.

Just heard the knock on the door, she thought uncle Zhao had brought her daily necessities, so she hurriedly came to open the door.

However, unexpectedly, the person outside the door is not uncle Zhao, but Li Junting.

Lingxi did not know how to deal with it for a while. Subconsciously, she retracted her habitual self-protection shell, showing the same coldness as usual.

With a lump in his throat, Li Junting obviously didn't expect that Lingxi, who was soft and indifferent to himself, would return to his former attitude.

His face sank slightly.

Although this is clearly the state of his hope, he said: "I Your hair's not dry. It's a headache to sleep like this. "

With that, the man looked at Lingxi with a kind of cold and arrogant eyes, waiting for her to take the initiative to speak.

However, Lingxi obviously didn't know. Instead, she said in a cool voice, "Oh Then I'll inform uncle Zhao to send someone to your room to blow your head. "

Li Junting frowned.

Does he have no bell or cell phone?

If you want to inform uncle Zhao, won't he inform himself.

"I'm not used to Let others touch me. "

Finish saying, look at Ling Xi again.

Lingxi nodded, but misunderstood again: "sorry, second young master, I didn't know you were in the bathroom just now..."

There was no warning in my mind, and then I saw the picture of her falling into the bathtub after turning over the window and holding her little hand on his abdominal muscles.

Lingxi quickly put aside those should not appear in the screen: "you can rest assured that I know how not to do, I will not touch you at will."

Although Lingxi is a dark Wei background, it seems that she should be a matchless woman.

She had little contact with men and women since she was a child.

Lingxi thought of them just now, she appeared in the bathroom and fell on him.

He also has that kind of

Lingxi felt that she was really guilty.

Li Junting lost the ability to walk, she did not let him take good care of the body, still at this time to make that kind of evil "seduction.".

Lingxi does not think that she is a good subordinate. She is sorry for the young master!

"Who said you can't touch me I'm not used to it. I mean other people. "

Who knows, Lingxi words just fell, Li Junting was impatient to pick the hair.

"Second young master, you?" Ling Xi looked at him with a look of stupidity and didn't come back.

Li Junting but a grasp of Lingxi wrist, forced to press the wheelchair into the door: "so much nonsense, blow my hair for me."

Lingxi

The update will be completed on April 17, and see you tomorrow night