Chapter 480: This president is a bit weak 17

Heng Shuai: "..."
In front of A Zhao, there must be no damage to the image.
He calmly let go and said: "I remember that there is still something that I have not confessed, and I am going to find Xiao Li."
Azhao nodded and suddenly saw his red forehead.
"You seem to have been hit hard, is there medicine in the office?" A Zhao was worried.
Heng Shuai returned to his desk and pulled a drawer on the side.
A Zhao took a look: "..."
All kinds of pill boxes are neatly arranged.
Take a closer look, in addition to a variety of standing cold fever drugs, what are the damage, anti-inflammatory, band-aid, and so on.
Heng Shuai explained: "You know, I often encounter various accidents and are prepared."
Azhao sighed: "You sit down."
Heng Shuai did not understand what she was going to do, but she still sat down very obediently.
A Zhao glanced at it and found one of the ointments. It turned on and smelled. Fortunately, the herb, the smell is not unpleasant.
Seeing that she picked up the ointment and the cotton swab, Heng Shuai suddenly understood her thoughts.
"I can come by myself," he whispered.
A Zhao rubbed the ointment on his forehead.
Only after a while, the place I met has already begun to bloom, and it is clear that it has not been lightly hit.
She looked at the man in front of him and frowned and asked, "Are you hurt?"
Heng Shuai wants to say no pain.
But somehow, as soon as I raised my eyes, I just saw a distressed look at Azhao’s eyes.
Distressed? !
It was also the moment that blessed the soul, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Pain!"
Azhao’s heart was softened.
Heng Shuai's skin color is very white, this blue purple is extra 狰狞, and the three-point injury can also be seen as seven points.
Finely painted the ointment, Azhao also bent down and blew twice.
Heng Shuai was so convinced that he was covered in Shutai. Where do you remember this small fall on your head?
He didn't know how many smashes he had since he was a child, and he was much more serious than this.
He saw that Azhao had to leave the drug and left, and he was saddened by the rare intimacy between the two.
When the heart moved, the mouth murmured: "This bruise, it is best to squat in time, and it will be better if it is scattered."
"Is it?" Azhao heard, and he asked.
Heng Shuai calmly nodded: "I grew up from big to big, and I came across the experience."
When he said, he made a look that he was going to go to jealousy. Ah Zhaozheng did not have the opportunity to contact him. How could he let it go.
"Hey, don't mess, let me come."
Heng Shuai was a little embarrassed and refused: "This is not very good?"
Azhao’s serious criticism:
You don’t know, I’m so lucky that I’ll give you a glimpse through my hand, which is better than usual.

Looking at the lively marshmallows on the side: "..." How do I not know that Xiaofuxing still has this function? ? ?
However, no one cares about the idea of ​​cotton candy, and both parties feel that this is OK.
So Azhao carefully dipped some ointment on his finger, let Hengshuai lie on his back, standing on the back of his chair and gently slamming him.
Heng Shuai discovered the New World here.
He saw it. He had been quiet and quiet and did not reveal any difference to Azhao. After seeing his injury, he could not feel bad.
At this moment, the president of the high-cold Evergrande was broken.
"Pain!" At the moment A Zhao pressed, he called out.