Chapter 778

Su Mo Han drooped her eyes, he knew that she was aggrieved and unhappy. Since she wanted to make trouble, he let her make it! No matter what the reason is, she will never want to leave him in this life!

On the other side, the black eagle still stayed in Chu Zheng's room, holding his arms in his arms and turning around in a circle, he said, "tut Tut, I didn't expect our vultures to be today? I don't know if the cubs know that the vultures they adore are so miserable by the boss, will they laugh off their teeth

Chu Zheng opened his eyelids and took a look at him. He said, "you don't have to find a doctor for me..."

Black Eagle rubbed his forehead: "urgent what, for a while and half can't die."

Chu Zheng turned his eyes and ignored him. He pulled a piece of cloth from his clothes and bandaged the wound on his chest.

The black eagle squatted in front of Chu Zheng and corrected her expression for a few minutes: "you should not really miss the old woman?"

Chu Zheng closed his eyes: "can you manage it?"

Black Eagle sighed: "I see you are really impatient to live. You have to think about who is not good, and you have to think about the eldest woman. It's too long for your life..."

"Get out of here. I don't know who's better than your fag." Chu Zheng spoke impatiently.

"My fag? Laozi is straight The black eagle was stunned at first and then kicked heavily at the wound on Chu Zheng's thigh.

Chu Zheng snorted, and the beads of sweat on his head slid down his cheek, almost wetting his clothes.

Seeing him so embarrassed, the Black Hawk turned and left contentedly. After walking out the door, he came back a few steps and said, "I helped you with first aid. Don't thank me."

Chu Zheng leaned against the wall, his eyes drooped, and his face became more and more pale. He knew that Su Mohan had not shot at him this time. At most, he was just suffering. But next time, he was afraid that his life would be lost?

On the other side, after driving into the familiar mansion, the car slowly stops in front of the building. The servant comes forward and opens the door. Without using Su Mohan's mouth, ye Fei gets off the car by herself. Without waiting for him at all, she goes back to her room directly.

Su Mo Han stood in the same place and looked at her back. Her face was gloomy. She said to the housekeeper beside her: "let people take her to take a bath and boil some ginger soup for her."

"Yes, young master."

Su Mo Han calmly walked into the door of the building, took a few steps and stopped to open his mouth again: "boil some Hawthorn water for her, and prepare something to digest."

"Yes."

Su Mo Han calmly walked up to the second floor and found several maids standing in front of the bedroom door, looking at him and saying, "young master, Miss Ye is not willing to take a bath in the soup."

Su Mo Han's eyes were cold again. She stepped forward, and the maids on both sides retreated and opened the door directly with the key.

"Today..."

Su Mo Han just opened his mouth, and before he finished speaking, ye Fei sat up from the bed. Without his nonsense, she got out of bed cleverly and walked past him. Without looking at him, she went straight to the bathroom.

Su Mo Han drooped her eyes and her face was livid. She had never been so tired of him talking. Did she really hate him? Hate to say a word to him?

Seeing that she has entered the bathroom, Su Mo Han sits directly on the sofa, lights a cigarette and smokes. He has no intention to deal with his injuries.