Chapter 495： If sister is sick, go and treat

Chapter 495 If my sister is sick, go and treat

She gently placed her hand bag and key on the cabinet in the porch and saw the floor-standing lamp in the living room light up. He Yan's eyes were suddenly more alert. She had a browning, but it was a pity that she put it in the bedside table. Take it, you must go through the living room.

The floor-to-ceiling windows opened a gap, and the evening breeze was blowing the white curtains, and there was silence all around, except for the sound of the wind and her heartbeat.

He Yan let go and walked to the living room step by step.

"He Yan... Sister." A voice suddenly sounded, smiling, as if innocent and innocent.

Only then did He Yan realize that a person walked through the French window. She was holding an apple in her left hand and a fruit knife in her right.

She is Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao walked to the sofa and sat down slowly, with her long legs folded, the floor lamp light shining down, ironing her side face, and her body was filled with the leisurely feeling of using this as her own home.

"Wen Qiao, you entered the house without permission, I can sue you."

Wen Qiao smiled while peeling the apple, "Oh? Really? I thought you kidnappers didn't dare to take the initiative to find the police. Are you afraid to get yourself in?"

A flash of light flashed in He Yan's eyes: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Click, the layered apple peel was cut off, and it fell on the carpet. Wen Qiao gave a light tusk and looked up at her: "There are only two of us here. Sister, do you want to pretend to be stupid?"

He Yan sneered: "Do you think you can tell me what I mean?"

Wen Qiao shrugged: "I didn't come today to confuse you."

He Yan gritted her teeth and said, "You also leaked the fact that I am weak, right?"

She underestimated the girl.

Wen Qiao looked innocent: "What is my sister talking about? I don't know."

Play stupid?

Who won't?

He Yan gritted her teeth, it was a difficult thing.

Wen Qiao said again: "The main purpose of my coming today is to tell you that if I really want to hold you accountable, you won't stand here today and put your bodyguard in jail. Yes, your brother He Jun is a close friend of Nan Li's brother. I don't want Nan Li's face to be ugly."

He Yan's sensitive nerves were stimulated by her brother Nanli.

When she was in high school, she used to call it this way, but Fu Nanli indifferently stopped her,'just call me Nanli, or call me Feynman in English'.

He is such a cold person, but he is fascinated by this little girl without principle.

She said this so frantically that she almost fell into her trap.

Fortunately, she tried her best to stay awake and sneered: "Little girl, how old are you? Do you really think how much Nan Li likes you?"

Wen Qiao leaned on the back of the sofa chair, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and the fruit knife in his hand opened and closed, as if he was ready to move.

"He used to treat me very well. Do you know what we experienced together? At that time, we were studying together in the UK. The white people at school liked to bully Orientals, but they did not dare to bully Nan Li and my brother. People extortion, Nan Li helps me out every time..."

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes, the expression on his face was light and windy, and the **** calmness made He Yan almost crazy.

Damn, is she really only twenty years old?

"If what my sister said is true, it means that our brother Nan Li has a sense of justice. If my sister is just making up stories, it means that my sister's delusion is a bit serious. My suggestion is to go to the hospital."

(End of this chapter)