"If you move again, I won't let you listen."

Qiao Ruoxi sipped his lips: "..."

I - go, come here every time, and I can cure her every time.

She's really afraid. She's good.

Seeing that she is no longer struggling, Feng Yunan releases her, pulls out, closes the door, circles to the other side, and gets on the bus.

Before starting the engine, he suddenly leaned over and reached for Qiao Ruoxi.

Qiao Ruoxi was so frightened that he shrank back. "Hey, what do you want to do? It's broad daylight now. Aren't you afraid to be seen if you want to be here? "

What's on your mind?

Feng Yunan glanced at her coldly, then focused on the scald on her neck.

The girl's skin is very delicate, and there are large areas of skin that are hot and red.

After checking the injury, Feng Yusong opened her, called Xiuyi, "prepare the best burn ointment for pregnant women, and a set of clean clothes Well, the hospital. "

After Feng Yunan finished the call, he calmly browed, started the engine without saying a word and drove.

After hearing the contents of his phone, Qiao Ruoxi was embarrassed to find a seam to drill in.

It turns out that he was just checking her injury, not for her!

It seems that it seems that she is a little bit confused, box.

Qiao Ruoxi's face is hot, reaching for her face. It's not hot, Emma. It's disgraceful. It's disgraceful.

The car is on the road, Qiao Ruoxi has just experienced the embarrassment, and has no courage to look up.

The men around her seem to have caught the handle, sparing no effort to teach her,

"with an elm head, extremely dirty mind, and a waxwork face all day long, do you think I want you very much?"

Qiao Ruoxi's face was even hotter when he blew his scalp.

Who's got the brains?

Who has a waxy face?

Who has a dirty mind?

It's no good flattening her. Is she so bad?

Damn man's mouth is always so poisonous?

Qiao Ruoxi did not dare to scold him, but he could only make fun of him in his heart and pouted, "who makes you act so rude and rogue? There is no gentlemanly demeanor."

Qiao Ruoxi strikes back.

Feng Yunan snorted, "you like Gentlemanliness, like muyunli? Is he gentle in that respect? "

How can this sound so sour?

Can you not just tear muyunli out if you are OK?

Qiao Ruoxi almost vomited an old blood and turned a white eye to him. "Mr. Feng, I don't know if he is gentle in that respect. I only know that you are rude."

Feng Yunan said thoughtfully, "you blame me? Do you want me to be gentle next time I visit you

Disgusting guy, it's so straightforward.

Qiao Ruoxi blushed and was about to explode. She didn't mean that at all.

Just spit out a slot and hit him by the way.

If she could, she really wanted to directly scold him for "the beast with its clothes in it".

"Mr. Feng, don't get me wrong. I don't mean that. I just want to say that I have nothing to do with muyunli. It was the first time I met him. Before that, I didn't know him at all."

"I believe it."

Suddenly he said this, and turned to look at her.

"Well?"

The answer was too straightforward. Qiao Ruoxi was stunned and almost didn't respond.

What did he say?

He said Thaksin?

Did he believe what she said?

Seeing her surprised face, Feng said, "the necklace I gave to Ke'er is not the same as the one you were transferred to."

"What?"

Qiao Ruoxi suddenly looked at him as if he had been acupointd. He couldn't believe what he said.

He said that the necklace he gave Winkler was not the same as the one she had been transferred to?

What does this mean?