Chapter 104

The little Lord's facial features are clear, as beautiful as a knife carving, his nose is strong, his thin lips rise slightly, with an evil and arrogant smile, and his deep eyes fascinate people.

"So you can laugh? And he smiled so well... "He said in a daze.

Little Lord: "

Did he laugh?

The little Lord put away his lips and put on his consistent cold and noble temperament: "why don't you go to see me?"

Naive looked at him, even with a smelly face, he was handsome and impeccable, so he had to turn around in a panic: "you need to rest, don't want to disturb you!"

"Do you think I'll have a rest without you?"

Naive shook the palm of his hand. When he turned back, he looked like nothing to do with himself: "the body is your own, and there's nothing you can do if you don't cherish me!"

She didn't believe he was so stupid, because she ignored her body, she couldn't entangle with him anymore.

The little Lord saw her expression and his heart was cold: "do you deliberately want to alienate me?"

"I have nothing to do with you. Why should I deliberately alienate you?" Naive and resolute sneer, the phone happened to ring.

After answering the phone, her expression changed a little. After hanging up the phone, she looked uneasily at the little Lord's belly and the red clearly visible on his white shirt.

It was Gu Shao who called. He said that he hadn't been back since he went out last night. He didn't answer the phone and didn't let anyone accompany him. Bowen didn't dare to look for people everywhere. The doctor said he would rest for at least a week. He was very dangerous.

When he looked at the young Lord, his peerless face was cold, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he was extremely dangerous: "do you just don't want to have a relationship with me?"

Her stiff little face eased slowly: "I'll take you home!"

He was trying to save his injury. She couldn't let him go.

The little Lord looked at the villain in front of him with a trace of amazement. It was only two minutes before and after, and the attitude change was less than defensive: "don't you care about my body?"

"How?" Naivete smiled twice, slapped his face, puffed up his pink cheeks and full of collagen: "it's very late. Shall we go back?" The voice was gentle for several degrees.

The little Lord suddenly lost his temper, turned his cold face and nodded.

Seeing that his master finally came back, Bowen finally put down his hanging heart and thanked naive.

To persuade the stubborn young Lord back, it seems that except for the old lady, there is only innocence. Even his father can't persuade him.

Naive thinks the blog is too exaggerated. She just said two words. As for that, is she so grateful?

After cleaning up the injury, the little Lord pulled naive up to the roof.

On the rooftop is a glass room with a white big bed and a white gauze curtain floating gently in the breeze of the window.

Naive can't help but be amazed. There are green trees all around. It should be a beautiful thing to wake up from here when the first ray of sunshine falls in the morning.

"You can't expect me to sleep here!" She stared at the little Lord and turned her back to him.

It's obviously not kind!

The little Lord's thin lips pursed slightly, hugged her and fell forward on the bed: "you can't escape!" Instantly left a kiss in her hair.

Obviously wants to resist, obviously should hate, but she has some infatuation.

Smelling the fresh fragrance on the bed, he turned his body innocently, looked at him and asked, "Why me?"