Good Morning, Mr. President!

Xia Xingchen asked him to sit down on the sofa. "Take off your shirt, let me take a look."

Bai Yeqing did just that. Xia Xingchen saw his breath tightening. Shen Min frowned. "Why did you do that?"

The ladder was indeed hit hard, leaving his back skin fleshed out.

"Are you looking for Dr. Fu?"

"No need to make a fuss, it's a trivial matter." What kind of injury has he never suffered? "Is there a disinfectant?"

"Have."

Xia Xingchen turned the disinfection potion out. At this moment, the door was knocked, and Shen Min said, "Maybe Weiyang, I'll open the door."

Shen Min walked over and opened the door. The smile on his face froze when he saw the person outside the door. For a long time, I was there without speaking.

When he returned to God, he almost closed the door subconsciously.

"Xiao Min!" Xia Guopeng stopped.

There was a pain on Shen Min's face, "Don't call me 'Xiao Min.'"

You are just the name you used to be. Now, in your ears, how you listen is even more uncomfortable.

Xia Xingchen looked back at the door in surprise, and saw his father standing at the door, looking at his mother with complex eyes, and seemed to have a lot to say. It was freezing cold outside, leaving a thin layer of ice on his eyebrows.

"Go and wait for me over there, I'll help you with the wound in a moment." Xia Xingchen and Bai Yeqing said, closed the medicine box and gave it to him. He didn't say a word, and walked to his original bedroom over there. When he was with him, Xia Guopeng discovered his existence and greeted him respectfully at the door, "Mr. President."

He responded gracefully, noddingly, but politely.

He went to the other side, and Xia Xingchen simply packed the sofa and said, "Dad, come in and sit. It's cold outside."

"Stars." Shen Min shook her daughter's hand and seemed unhappy.

Xia Xingchen lowered her voice. "Mom, I can't stop my dad out of the door, right? Besides, how cold it is outside, it won't be good if it's frozen."

She said that Shen Min had nothing to say.

Xia Guopeng came in and Xia Xingchen poured a glass of boiling water. "Let's talk, I'll take a look at his wound."

After all, they left the space here. Looking back, I glanced, still somewhat worried.

…………………………

Xia Xingchen found him in the bedroom. He was sitting on the bed, flipping through the book on the bed. These are the botany that mothers usually see.

He also enjoyed it.

She came in, and he didn't look up.

She stood at the door, staring at the man, with various emotions in her heart. In his mind, there has always been a picture of him just subconsciously protecting himself ...

"If I have been standing there, my wound may be ulcerated." It seems that she has been looking at herself, Bai Yeqing said quietly, without looking up, and her attention is still on the book.

Xia Xingchen murmured, "How can it be so exaggerated?"

She walked over and stood behind him. His naked upper body, with perfect muscle lines, made her blush a little, even with just one back ...

This man has always been very strict with himself. Even if you are busy, you will find time to exercise every day, so you have such a good physique and physique.

Such a man, who can be called a perfect man in any way, can be admired by thousands of young girls and young women. It is no surprise that they took a Song only and came to a orchid.

And yourself?

I can only be regarded as one of thousands ...

Seems so close to him, but so far ...

"You lean over a little bit," she said softly. He was very obedient and turned his body to the side. She took the disinfectant in her hand. "It must be a little painful. You can bear it."

"Um." He responded lightly.

She poured the potion down, and Bai Yeqing didn't even snor, but his hand holding the book tightened.

Xia Xingchen didn't want to admit it, but he did feel bad ...

The movement of getting a cotton swab to apply medicine is even lighter. It was as if he was afraid of hurting him. Apply the medicine, involuntarily leaned down and blew on his wound.

His body was stiff, and the movement of turning the book was paused.

Then, frown, "What are you doing?"

The sound was a little dumb.

"Isn't it not so painful?" Xia Xingchen answered naturally.

He didn't realize he was wrong, and leaned down to blow twice.

The warm wind, with her breath, was soft and seductive, like a current, flowing across his back, and then exploded in every cell of his body at the fastest speed. His eyes darkened, and he turned around, clasping her hand with one hand, and clasping her chin with the other, raising her face, "Xia Xingchen, what do you mean ?!"

His expression was cold, his eyebrows tightened, and the whole man was a little restless.

Xia Xingchen looked at him in fog, "What do you mean?"

She took his hand away and stood up. However, Bai Yeqing clenched her hand and pulled her down again. She bent, looking directly into his eyes, and could see the deep darkness in his eyes, as well as the deep depression and contradiction.

"You are trying to seduce me!" He said word by word, not a question, but a complaint.

Seduced?

Xia Xingchen felt very wronged. However, after such a reminder, he later realized that he had just made a move ... Indeed, it was very inappropriate ...

"I didn't ..." She explained, "Xia Dabao would usually ask for it when it hurts, so ... I just subconsciously ..."

"Subconscious?" Bai Yeqing stared at her, biting each word very hard. "Xia Xingchen, don't forget that you hate me! If you really hate me so much, don't provoke me!"

Does this woman not know that it will provoke him like this, it will only stir his heart more and more chaotic, making him more and more restless and restless! I will never forget her! This feeling is terrible! However, it happened that it would take a little while to see her. However, he now found that after seeing her, the feeling of anxiety became more serious.

Repeated, vicious cycle!

Xia Xingchen froze, holding him for a while, biting his lip, and muffled his excuse: "... you came to me, how can I count you in trouble?"

So if you say the word "provocation", you put it on him?

Bai Yeqing looked at her drooping eyes and listened to her say such words, her face went cold. indeed. Didn't he come on his own initiative?

He stared at her heavily and dropped the book.

He pulled a **** shirt and put it on. Apparently angry, he opened the door and went out.

Xia Xingchen looked at the back of the negative air, opened his lips, and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. If he stopped him again, let him pay attention to the wound, do not touch the water, would it make him think she was provoking him again?