Chapter 580: If you look good, you can do whatever you want. 12

Jiang Li looked at the chair in front of him and fell into a silent silence.
But this does not mean that he will cooperate with Azhao.
"I will stay here for a few days, I will remember the help of life, and other things, I will not bother you."
Azhao: "..."
Nowhere!
pissed off!
She suddenly looked at Jiang Li: "You look up and look at me."
Jiang Li did not know why he looked up and suddenly caught her eyes.
"I look good?" Azhao asked without a head.
Jiang Li is not willing to answer this unnutritious question, but his heart also admits that this mysterious woman in front of him is indeed the most charming woman he has ever seen in his lifetime.
As long as he admits in his heart, everything is ok.
"I am telling the truth, you listen to me, raise your wounds here, I will help you with the rest of the matter, and even contact your family..."
Jiang Li only felt a move in his heart.
He clearly does not want to rely on trust on a strange woman.
I don't want to owe anyone anybody's feelings.
But at this moment, looking at the woman in front of him, he found that it was difficult for him to hardly refuse him.
He opened his mouth and finally said lowly: "...good."
perfect.
A Zhao once again sighed in the bottom of my heart that this skill is easy to use.
She walked into her room and turned a clean quilt to Jiang Li: "My house is small, I can only grieve you to sleep on the sofa."
Jiang Li nodded. When he participated in the devil training, what suffering was eaten? Sleeping on the sofa, what is it?
This time is already early in the morning, Azhao got Jiang Li, he is already sleepy.
She unloaded her makeup, took a shower, and fell asleep.
The next day, Azhao was awakened by cotton candy.
"Host, host!"
Azhao opened his eyes in a difficult way and murmured: "What?"
"The man is having a fever and his condition is very bad."
Azhao wakes up and can't take care of anything else. Put on the slippers and go to the living room.
In order not to press the wound, Jiang Li was sleeping on the sofa.
He is tall and shrinking on the sofa, and he feels aggrieved.
However, at this time, A Zhao did not care about his grievances, and he quickly bent over and glanced.
This is a look at her.
Last night, the plain middle-aged man has become one, not the handsome guy in the public aesthetic sense.
The man's facial features on the sofa are sharp and sharp, such as a knife-cutting axe, which is usually chilly and angular.
Even in his sleep, he frowned at the moment, giving a strong sense of oppression.
It’s not so beautiful, so people can’t forget it when they look at it.
Azhao returned to God and reached out to the male head for a look.
The next moment, the person sleeping on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, and the shots buckled the shoulders of Azhao. When the body moved, the whole person turned down from the sofa and pressed Azhao firmly on the floor underneath.
Azhao: "..."
Jiang Li was determined to look at her, and the look was completely clear at the moment.
It was just a conditional reflection of his body.
A Zhao looked at him and explained it: "You seem to have a fever, is the wound inflamed?"
Jiang Li slowly let go of her, only to find that the woman under her wearing only a loose pajamas, no bras, her softness is on her arm.
He looked up and kept sitting on the sofa, and his voice was still a little awake with awakening: "There is no big problem."

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