Chapter 581: If you look good, you can do whatever you want. 13

Azhao frowned, and he couldn’t understand the behavior of him who didn’t take his body seriously.
"If the wound is infected, I..."
"Can you take me to the hospital? How to explain this gunshot wound? Underage younger sister?" Jiang Li looked at her with an eyebrow.
Probably the woman's makeup technology is really amazing, Jiang Li did not think that last night, the charming and stunned stunner, after removing the heavy makeup, it is so small.
Thinking of her last ten minutes to solve the third day last night, Jiang Li's eyebrows fell into meditation. At this age, there is such a ghostly skill, which organization has cultivated the trump card?
He is still thinking, the next moment, the soft breath is already close.
He returned to God and stared at Azhao faintly: "What do you want to do? Little sister?"
Azhao stretched his hand and held his wound, watching the man frowning: "My name is Azhao, old man."
Old man?
Jiang Li relaxed and leaned back on the sofa: "The old man is hurt now. You want to blame me for not doing anything. I am also powerless."
Azhao: "..."
This person was a coffin face that was not allowed to enter the night last night, but one night, he began to talk about it.
Which is his true character?
Or, neither of them?
She was too lazy to care about this, took the gauze apart, looked at the wound, and it was red and swollen. It was estimated that a slight infection caused a fever.
She re-applied the medicine and wrapped it in clean gauze and fed him the medicine.
Because Jiang Li was leaning on the sofa and the wound was in the abdomen, Azhao had to change the medicine for him, only half a squat.
In this position, Jiang Li only needs to bow slightly, and he can see A Zhao's loose pajamas underneath.
He glanced inadvertently, don't open his eyes, and said that this little girl looks very tender, it is estimated that the age is not big, the cost is not small.
Until Azhao changed medicine, Jiang Licai said lazily: "Hey, A Zhao little girl, I am a normal adult man, are you..."
He glanced at the bottom of A Zhao’s neck and said:
Would you pay attention?

Azhao heard the words and looked down at his eyes: "..."
I heard that he had a fever in the morning, and she did not care about it to handle the wound for him.
Humph! Still being jokes.
She sneered and glanced at him: "Oh, are you not able to satisfy me now? Rounding off, not a normal man for the time being, what should I pay attention to?"
Jiang Li: "..."
Azhao succeeded in picking up a man, and his chin was lifted, like a proud little peacock, into his room.
When she entered the door, she closed the door and her face was red.
Really... really.
She quickly changed her clothes and entered the kitchen.
Not long after, the scent of fried eggs floated out of the kitchen.
Azhao has lived in so many mission worlds, most of them are spoiled, and there are few opportunities to exercise.
It is because of her complicated things, she will fry two eggs bought yesterday, a few pieces of bacon, just like this, it is enough to evoke the appetite of people in the morning.
It is a matter of a few minutes.
Azhao came out with a plate, and there were two neatly placed eggs in the whole, with bacon next to it, and sprinkled with chopped green onion, but it was full of color and flavor.
There is no restaurant in this small house. Azhao sat in front of the small table in the living room and soaked a cup of hot milk for himself. In the face of Jiang Li, he ate it with relish.
There is no point in dividing him.