Chapter 722

Yan Zhengling tidied up the documents on the table, then took the folder with his left hand and walked to the door.

Lord Zhan's wheelchair is blocked at the door.

The eyes of Lord Zhan had never moved from her. And Yan Zheng Ling, but the performance is very indifferent, "trouble to let." She said politely to Lord Zhan.

The warlord looked at her with a strong reluctance in his dark eyes.

How did he and Zheng Ling come to such a situation?

Better than a stranger?

His eyes fell on her bandaged arm, and there was no emotion in his tone. "Your hand, is it OK?"

Yan Zhengling said with a smile: "thank you for your concern. No problem. "

She called him war lord again.

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Yan Zhengling has a serious and cold face, but his heart is not as calm as his appearance.

The cold Baron Zhan cut his hair short, and the whole person looked fresh and incomparable. His flowing, dark hair was perfect for his big face. The eyebrows and eyes like stars and moon are set off as clean and broad as ink painting.

He just sat there and didn't speak, just like a dazzling luminous body, which made people unable to move their eyes.

It's electric and glamorous.

Yan Zhengling encouraged himself: handsome man is poisonous and can't think about it.

Two people four eyes opposite, not before the feeling. Yan Zhengling used to show innocence in front of him, but today, she is very mature and steady.

It's like a child ripened overnight by catalyst.

"Must it be so?" Finally, he could not bear her cold attitude and asked.

Yan Zhengling hooked his lips with a self mocking smile, "Lord Zhan, I used to be ignorant and bothered you so much. I hope you have a large number. You can rest assured that I will never pester you in the future. "

The heart of the warlord was aching.

Yan Zhengling said that, unexpectedly squeezed out from the side of the narrow seam. She didn't want to be with him for a moment.

The warlord closed his eyes and sighed. The girl was not seriously hurt by him.

"High wind, catch up." Said the warlord.

The strong wind will understand, twist the wheelchair, immediately chase out.

Yan Zhengling seemed to expect that he would catch up with him. He quickened his pace and quickly pressed the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, Lord Zhan had already followed him.

The elevator door also opened at this time, Yan Zhengling sideways to give way, he did not mean to go in.

She didn't want to share the elevator with him.

Cold as ice in his heart, Lord Zhan didn't expect that the woman would be so heartless.

"Go in." He said to the wind.

He didn't want his face to be trampled into the dust by this cruel girl.

The strong wind pushed the wheelchair into the elevator and pushed it to the first floor.

After the elevator left, Yan Zhengling all the cold camouflage all split, tears in the eye.

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