Tong en came out of the bathroom with a red face. He poked his hair with his hand. He was a little hot, and his eyes were not angry. He glanced at the pleasant looking man over there, suspecting that he was pretending to be ill.

A man's serious cold face disappeared, and his face was full of pleasure and relaxation. He looked through the magazine in his hand with crocodile tears. If it wasn't for the same face, it's hard to think that the shameless man just now was him.

Thinking of the picture just now, Tong en Nen blushed and felt uncomfortable. He poured a cup of warm water and sat quietly on the sofa drinking water.

Tong en knew what he was referring to. He stopped and didn't answer.

When Wan Jingting said this, he looked down at her. His eyes were bright, and his whole face was full of thunder. Even though he was injured at the moment, he could not resist the tough and domineering force in his sick clothes.

The man took her arm and sighed deeply, "I should get up and do something, or you'll think I'm useless."

As the man's low voice rang out, Tong Enlai was surprised that he got out of bed and came here with crutches. She quickly put down the book and helped him, angrily: "are you crazy? How to get out of bed again, can you pay more attention to your injury! "

The pen in my hand sketched back and forth.

She studied the first page of the book for a long time, some of which she could understand, but some of which she knew little about, so it was not easy for her to chew.

“……”

After a few minutes, the voice of coldness and arrogance came from the top of the head, "you are so blind, can you understand it?"

Look around? Oh, he didn't even know it.

"No..." Tong en blinked, his hair gathered to one side, turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "just have a look."

Wan Jingting frowned and asked her, "are you going to start a company and be the boss?"

Tong en went to the sofa and took out a book from his bag, a book on economics.

The glass of water is on the table.

Wan Jingting pursed his lips, and his eyes were cold.

Tong en shook his head and poured him a glass of water. His voice was soft: "don't sleep. You can watch TV after drinking water."

The man looked at her, patted his bed, "sleepy come to sleep."

Then he yawned, but wan Jingting seemed very energetic. She didn't want to sleep.

Tong en turned his face, and his quiet face was slightly displeased. "You still don't sleep? Don't drink water before you go to bed. "

With a slight movement, there came another word, "just use your cup."

With charming and lovely voice magnetism, Tong en suddenly thought of the children's coquetry, which is really genetic.

When Tong en got up after drinking water, he heard such a sentence: "I want to drink water, too."

What's good about drinking water? But Mr. Wan is obsessed with watching, and the corners of his mouth are full of smiles.

Just watch her drinking from a distance.

Wan Jingting here joined the magazine, smiling with peach blossom eyes. His slender fingers knocked on the side of the bed, lazy and leisurely.

He pushed her away and came to the sofa with difficulty. After walking down, he picked up the book and put it down again. He looked at the silent woman and said, "are you stupid?"

Tong en dropped his eyes and said, "right. It takes me a long time to understand this kind of simple problem for you. How can you understand this kind of pain? "

Wan Jingting completely sank his face, browed a lock, "ready-made experts, you don't ask, a person racking his brains to study, study out what?"