"So, even if you don't feel bad, you are at least worried?" The corners of his mouth were smiling, and his eyes were smiling, but his tone made it impossible to hear a joke.
"Yes, if you die, I will feel distressed. I will be very distressed and distressed! Why don't you die?" Cheng Liuli looked at him sideways, spread his hands, and smiled.
Humph, how else can I say that women have the most poisonous hearts!
Yesilo laughed out loud, "How can I bear to make you feel distressed? Don't worry, in this life, even if I feel distressed myself, I will never let you feel distressed——"
He waved his hand and said, "You should go back first, I still have something to do..."
Hearing this, Cheng Liuli stopped being polite to him. To be honest, he had tormented him too much last night, so it would be a good idea to take a nap now.
He approached the elevator with light steps, pressed the door button, looked back and glanced at Yesi Luo again, with his waist slightly hooked and his elbows resting on the table. When he met her turning gaze, he raised his arms slightly and raised the corners of his mouth diagonally -
Cheng Liuli immediately turned her head and stopped looking at him. The elevator door opened and she quickly walked in.
The moment the elevator door slowly closed, she seemed to hear the sound of something heavy falling to the ground outside. She hesitated in the elevator, moving her finger from the number three to the door-opening button, and then from the door-opening button to the number three, going back and forth.
Several times, I finally pressed the door-open button.
The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she was so shocked that she could hardly believe her eyes!
Yesilo, that tall, powerful man who always carries a majestic and domineering attitude. He seems to be able to control everything in the world with every move of his hand and every move. At this moment, his face is actually pale, as if a tower has fallen to the ground.
The huge sculpture lay unconscious on the floor of the restaurant!
Before she could rush over, at the other exit of the restaurant, Aunt Fen with an anxious look and a group of servants swept over like a strong wind!
"Quickly, notify Dr. Zhang!"
"Where's the stretcher? Come quickly and bring the stretcher and put the young master on it!"
"Xiaofang, why are you still standing there? Stir up a hot towel and wipe the sweat off the young master's face!"
"Inform the security guard and put the chefs under control. I want to know what they have cooked for the young master! They can actually eat people like this!"
"..."
"..."
"Give it to me!" Cheng Liuli hurried over, took the towel from Xiaofang's hand, squatted down, and carefully wiped the sweat from Yesilo's forehead bit by bit!
The man in front of him had his eyes closed tightly, and his long and thick eyelashes covered his shockingly pale cheeks. His facial features were still handsome, and the lines outlined by his jaw were as arrogant and cold as ever. However, there was a faint trace of blood slowly flowing from his outline.
Cool lips seeped out.
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Cheng Liuli's pupils suddenly dilated! The hot towel in his hand shook and fell to the ground!
Aunt Fen exclaimed sharply, "Ah! Master! Master!! Why are you vomiting blood!!! Someone, come quickly, Master is vomiting blood..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of medical staff in white coats ran in quickly, followed by several assistants carrying stretchers.
"Aunt Fen, what's wrong? What happened to Mr. Luo?" Zhang Jianzhong, the family doctor in charge, wiped the cold sweat from his head and called his assistants to quickly put the unconscious Yesi Luo on a stretcher. While doing a physical examination, he raised his head and asked
Aunt Fen asked for details.
"So, even if you don't feel bad, you are at least worried?" The corners of his mouth were smiling, and his eyes were smiling, but his tone made it impossible to hear a joke.
"Yes, if you die, I will feel distressed. I will be very distressed and distressed! Why don't you die?" Cheng Liuli looked at him sideways, spread his hands, and smiled.
Humph, how else can I say that women have the most poisonous hearts!
Yesilo laughed out loud, "How can I bear to make you feel distressed? Don't worry, in this life, even if I feel distressed myself, I will never let you feel distressed——"
He waved his hand and said, "You should go back first, I still have something to do..."
Hearing this, Cheng Liuli stopped being polite to him. To be honest, he had tormented him too much last night, so it would be a good idea to take a nap now.
He approached the elevator with light steps, pressed the door button, looked back and glanced at Yesi Luo again, with his waist slightly hooked and his elbows resting on the table. When he met her turning gaze, he raised his arms slightly and raised the corners of his mouth diagonally -
Cheng Liuli immediately turned her head and stopped looking at him. The elevator door opened and she quickly walked in.
The moment the elevator door slowly closed, she seemed to hear the sound of something heavy falling to the ground outside. She hesitated in the elevator, moving her finger from the number three to the door-opening button, and then from the door-opening button to the number three, going back and forth.
Several times, I finally pressed the door-open button.
The moment she stepped out of the elevator, she was so shocked that she could hardly believe her eyes!
Yesilo, that tall, powerful man who always carries a majestic and domineering attitude. He seems to be able to control everything in the world with every move of his hand and every move. At this moment, his face is actually pale, as if a tower has fallen to the ground.
The huge sculpture lay unconscious on the floor of the restaurant!
Before she could rush over, at the other exit of the restaurant, Aunt Fen with an anxious look and a group of servants swept over like a strong wind!
"Quickly, notify Dr. Zhang!"
"Where's the stretcher? Come quickly and bring the stretcher and put the young master on it!"
"Xiaofang, why are you still standing there? Stir up a hot towel and wipe the sweat off the young master's face!"
"Inform the security guard and put the chefs under control. I want to know what they have cooked for the young master! They can actually eat people like this!"
"..."
"..."
"Give it to me!" Cheng Liuli hurried over, took the towel from Xiaofang's hand, squatted down, and carefully wiped the sweat from Yesilo's forehead bit by bit!
The man in front of him had his eyes closed tightly, and his long and thick eyelashes covered his shockingly pale cheeks. His facial features were still handsome, and the lines outlined by his jaw were as arrogant and cold as ever. However, there was a faint trace of blood slowly flowing from his outline.
Cool lips seeped out.
．
．
．
．
．
Cheng Liuli's pupils suddenly dilated! The hot towel in his hand shook and fell to the ground!
Aunt Fen exclaimed sharply, "Ah! Master! Master!! Why are you vomiting blood!!! Someone, come quickly, Master is vomiting blood..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of medical staff in white coats ran in quickly, followed by several assistants carrying stretchers.
"Aunt Fen, what's wrong? What happened to Mr. Luo?" Zhang Jianzhong, the family doctor in charge, wiped the cold sweat from his head and called his assistants to quickly put the unconscious Yesi Luo on a stretcher. While doing a physical examination, he raised his head and asked