083. Zhuang Weiren's nickname of the bedwetting king
No matter what temptation or fantasy it is
I will taste all the bitter fruits that have been born because of you
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Put on the bathrobe and open the bathroom door, I saw Zhuang Weiren sitting on the sand, looking at her with a bad face.
Guo Xiaoman wrapped her bathrobe, and she had a gap in it, and she didn't even wear underwear.
Zhuang Weiren's face was not good, and she looked even worse. "Hey, how could you just go into someone else's room?" And it was when she was taking a shower.
Zhuang Weiren stood up from the sand and walked slowly towards Guo Xiaoman.
Looking at the man walking towards him step by step, his face turned black like the King of Hell, Guo Xiaoman stepped back a little inexplicably.
I've been frightened enough these two days.
This is also the reason why she is willing to live in Zhuang Weiren's house, but it does not include that he can disrespect her rights.
"Don't come over...ah..."
Seeing the man's hand reaching towards her, Guo Xiaoman couldn't help but scream.
Zhuang Weiren's hand was in the air, pursing his lips into a straight line, and his eyebrows were frowned like a rag with wrinkled water.
Guo Xiaoman stopped screaming and looked at Zhuang Weiren's hand alertly, "What do you want to do?"
"Who asked you to take a shower?" The man's voice was like a blade blowing in the cold wind, and the temperature around seemed to be several degrees lower.
Guo Xiaoman grabbed the bathrobe on her chest with both hands and stared at Zhuang Weiren, "I want to wash it myself." If I don't wash it, it will smell bad.
"Don't you know you're injured?" Zhuang Weiren said that, his hand that stopped in the air continued to stretch forward.
Guo Xiaoman widened her eyes, but she didn't wear anything inside.
But her strength is not as strong as a man.
Zhuang Weiren exerted force and her bathrobe was torn off and fell to the bottom of her feet.
Zhuang Weiren only felt the whiteness in front of him, and then he was shaved his face.
Guo Xiaoman covered his chest with one hand, raised his hand and slapped Zhuang Weiren, picked up his bathrobe and ran into the bathroom.
Bang.
Guo Xiaoman rushed to the door hard, looking at his face that was blushed in the mirror because of his anger, and wished he could rush out to admire Zhuang Weiren again.
Although he slept with him for two nights, he probably saw everything all over his body.
But now they have nothing to do with each other, and it is really hard to relieve their anger when he sees it like this.
The sound of the door closing was shaking, and Zhuang Weiquan came to his senses and looked down at his hand.
Just now, when I was pulling Guo Xiaoman's bathrobe, I seemed to feel a soft ball.
Zhuang Weiren's ears gradually turned red.
By the time Guo Xiaoman came out of the bathroom, Zhuang Weiren was no longer there.
He knows the truth.
Walking into the locker room and taking off the bathrobe, Guo Xiaoman looked at the gauze that was bleeding from her shoulders and frowned slightly. After changing her clothes, she felt bad.
Will she have to lock the door in the future?
The man who just left not only came back, but also brought another man to him.
Guo Xiaoman glared at Zhuang Weiren fiercely, "Don't think that if I live in your house, you can disrespect my rights."
"This is a doctor, named Jiang Longsheng, to check your wound." Zhuang Weiren looked at Guo Xiaoman with a faint expression, as if he was watching an ignorant child making unreasonable trouble.
Guo Xiaoman's face turned red. It turned out that she was also checking the wound. She smiled embarrassedly at Jiang Longsheng, "Hello."
"Hello." Jiang Longsheng looked at Zhuang Weiren meaningfully.
Zhuang Weiren ignored him, "Check her carefully." Then he left.
Jiang Longsheng touched his nose. Don’t think that he doesn’t know his little thoughts.
The Lord who never meddled with nostalgia will not only bring people back, but will also call him to come over immediately.
After Jiang Longsheng examined Guo Xiaoman's wound, he was speechless.
How big was he? It turned out that Zhuang Weiren was so nervous. It turned out that it was just a knife wound.
If Guo Xiaoman knows this, he must criticize Jiang Longsheng for his face, but just a knife wound? You can try it.
After changing the medicine, the two of them got off the upstairs.
Guo Xiaoman's feet are no longer a big deal. As long as he doesn't use force, he looks no different from ordinary people.
"Thank you." Zhuang Weiren glanced at Jiang Longsheng and said without any sincerity.
Jiang Longsheng didn't care either, so he placed the medicine box on the coffee table and sat next to Zhuang Weiren, "No need to thank you, I'll have dinner here tonight."
"You have no food at home?" Zhuang Weiren glanced at Jiang Longsheng.
Jiang Longsheng's mouth twitched and he refused to let him eat it. He insisted on eating it, mainly watching the show, "My servant took a leave today, so he had no food to eat."
Zhuang Weiren did not argue with Jiang Longsheng anymore. Although he still looked reluctant, he still told Aunt Liu to cook another meal.
Guo Xiaoman glanced at the two of them in surprise.
Zhuang Weiren actually has such a side.
In the past, he always had a cold face in front of others, as if someone owed him eight million and had not paid back. Today, he actually talked to others.
Seeing that Zhuang Weiren ignored him, Jiang Longsheng turned around and saw Guo Xiaoman's curious eyes, squeezed at her, and then walked towards the garden.
Guo Xiaoman glanced at Zhuang Weiren, who was focusing on watching the news, and also got up and followed him out.
The day in May is already a little hot, and a gust of wind blows, and the wind is warm.
Zhuang Weiren is a man who understands the taste of life. In addition to some cypress and sycamore trees, he also planted many flowers in the yard.
When the wind blows, the fragrance of flowers fills the courtyard.
Guo Xiaoman glanced at it and found that there were quite a variety of flowers, such as roses, daisies, wisterias, etc., and there were actually imperial flowers?
The flowers of the Imperial Flower are huge, but they are actually their flower balls. They have many flower cores in the center and are surrounded by huge and colorful buds, which look very atmospheric.
Imperial flowers are very precious and are the national flower of the Republic of South Africa.
Meaning, victory, perfection, wealth and auspiciousness.
I didn't expect this man to be quite superstitious.
It would cost him a lot of money to raise this yard.
"Little beauty, how did you meet the bedwetting king?"
Guo Xiaoman was thinking about it all, but was interrupted by Jiang Longsheng, who came to the garden one earlier than her.
"The bedwetting king?" Guo Xiaoman looked at Jiang Longsheng in confusion.
Jiang Longsheng hurriedly covered his mouth, looked around with his peach blossom eyes, and saw that there was no one, he lowered his hand and whispered to Guo Xiaoman, "This is Zhuang Weiren's nickname. I just said I missed it, don't tell others."
After saying that, he looked at Guo Xiaoman seriously.
Guo Xiaoman couldn't help laughing, the bedwetting king, haha...
"Stop laughing." Jiang Longsheng pulled Guo Xiaoman's sleeve, "If Zhuang Weiren heard it, we will die."
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