"Ye... Ye Juexi... What does he mean..."
"Master Zhang, you really have the courage to provoke Young Master Ye, but Lan Mei Club will be closed soon, right?"
Hearing what the people around him said, Zhang Yu didn't mention it in one breath, rolled his eyes and fainted.
When Xia Weimian and Ye Juexi came out of the Lanmei Club, Ning Xiaoxi also chased them out. Xia Weimian said to Ning Xiaoxi:
"Xiao Xi, you can send Zhanhan to the hospital."
Ning Xiaoxi wanted to say that she wanted to send Li Zhanhan to the hospital with Xia Weimian, but when her gaze swept over Ye Juexi, Ning Xiaoxi immediately swallowed her thoughts into her stomach.
Xia Weimian asked her to send Li Zhanhan to the hospital, which was a wise move.
Ning Xiaoxi nodded to Xia Weimian, "Leave it to me, Mianmian, you and Ye Shao will go back first."
Ning Xiaoxi turned and walked to Li Zhanhan's side. Li Zhanhan was supported by a bodyguard of the presidential palace. If it hadn't been for someone to support him, Li Zhanhan would hardly have the strength to stand up.
His eyes always fell on Xia Weimian's body. Just now in the underground fighting arena, when he was lifted from the ring, Xia Weimian never looked at himself.
Her gaze followed Ye Juexi closely. When Ye Juexi was injured, although Xia Weixian did not make a sound, her expression and movements revealed her worry and tension.
And Ye Juexi... He obviously ended the fight with the boxing champion in three or two strokes, but he deliberately took a punch from the boxing champion.
Li Zhanhan wanted to laugh in his heart, and Ye Juexi did this to win Xia Mi Mian's worry and distress.
"Zhanhan, let's go." Ning Xiaoxi looked at the complicated expression in Li Zhanhan's eyes. She knew that Li Zhanhan must be thinking about Xia Weixian again now.
Unfortunately, since childhood, Xia Weimian seemed to have no interest in Li Zhanhan. In Xia Weimian's eyes, Li Zhanhan, Xumeisa and her Ning Xiaoxi were all the same.
"Would you like to go to the hospital?" Because of his damaged throat, he said a lot just now. When Xia Weimian was talking to Ye Juexi, his voice became even more uncomfortable.
"Stop talking." Ye Juexi squeezed Xia Weixian's hand, "I just have a little skin injury. Go back, you can just bandage me."
In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, Ye Juexi came out wearing a pair of boxer shorts after taking a hasty shower.
The shorts were tight, and Xia Weixian's gaze swept across Ye Juexi's crotch, and she immediately moved her face away.
Ye Juexi saw Xia Weimian sitting on the carpet, and he also sat down in front of Xia Weimian.
Xia Weimian opened the medicine cabinet, moistened cotton with alcohol, and wiped the wound on Ye Juexi's forehead.
"If it hurts, tell me." Xia Weimian whispered to him.
As soon as Cotton fell on the wound on Ye Juexi's forehead, he yelled, "It hurts."
Xia Weimian quickly let go of her movements, but Ye Juexi yelled again: "It hurts..."
Xia Weimian retracted her hand and said in doubt: "I am very light."
Ye Juexi sat in front of her, and he said, "It just hurts. If you kiss, I won't hurt anymore."
Xia Weimian: "..."
Ye Juexi was in front of her, how could he be like a child again.
The other party approached her and lowered his head. He did not touch Xia Weixian. The heat in his nose fell on Xia Weixian's cheeks. His voice was dull and soft but with irresistible strength:
"Mianmian, give me a kiss."