Tan Bengbeng was stunned in front of the sofa, still holding disinfectant and swelling ointment in his hand, staring in astonishment at Qi Yan who lay down on the sofa for a second.
Most of the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, his bare chest was firm, and his abs were looming.
Coupled with his evil face, it should be a handsome picture, but with his sexy and charming voice, and his gestures full of dust... No eyes!
Tan Bengbeng covered his eyes with his hands, wishing he could pretend he didn't know him.
But Qi Yan kept calling her name.
She didn't care about calling Beng Beng, so he immediately changed to something else.
"Honey, come quickly, it hurts so much~"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."! !
It seems that he really doesn't want the title of King of Hades.
If it spreads, isn't he afraid of being laughed to death
Didn't you see the bodyguards on the side, all clutching their stomachs, unable to straighten up from laughing
Seeing Tan Bengbeng turn his head to look over, several bodyguards who were laughing all over the place forcibly held back their laughter, turned their heads and saw Qi Yan on the sofa, and couldn't help it again.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
"Why are you laughing? Do you want to die? Get the hell out of here!" Qi Yan shouted coldly, and several bodyguards ran out as if fleeing for their lives.
The cabin fell silent.
There was only Tan Bengbeng, who was standing in front of the sofa in a daze, unable to return to God for a while, and Mo Yongheng, who was standing in front of the coffee table and just wanted to read the prescription quietly.
Hearing movement in the cabin, he raised his head suddenly.
The next second, when he saw Qi Yan lying on the sofa with his clothes half off, trying to tease Tan Bengbeng, his face turned black instantly!
"shameless!"
"You are shameless! You are jealous of me, I have Beng Beng to give me medicine, but you haven't, are you very angry and jealous?" Qi Yan looked at Shang Mo Yongheng's angry eyes, and the expression on his face became more and more smug.
This is what he wanted.
What's the point of being good at fighting
Neither of them can beat the other.
But the only person who can make his family's Beng Beng feel bad is him, Mo Yongheng is so mad!
After Qi Yan and Mo Yongheng finished choking, he looked at Tan Bengbeng with a pitiful expression.
He moved forward his handsome face that had been punched.
"Look at Bengbeng, the skin is broken, it hurts so much, I want to cry~"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
Shout out to him! Do you want to slap him
Isn't it great when fighting
Now I know it hurts!
Tan Bengbeng knew that he was acting on purpose, but the wound on his face was real. Mo Yongheng must have been merciless when he struck. He was punched on the cheekbone, and the skin was torn a little.
It looks like there are traces of blood, which is really painful.
Knowing that such an injury might not be a big deal to him, she still had a dull pain in her chest.
Speak out angry.
I don't know if he is angry at him for being too naive, fighting with Mo Yongheng all the time, or angry at him for not being able to protect himself and hurting himself like this...
Tan Bengbeng's mind was in a mess, and he was not in a good mood.
But seeing him lying on the sofa, looking pitiful, she still couldn't bear it.
He walked forward with the disinfectant and ointment in his hand, and was about to sit down when a hand suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
She raised her head and met Shang Mo Yongheng's cold eyes.
Lips opened coldly.
"There is a difference between men and women. A girl's reputation is very important. It's not appropriate for you to do this kind of thing. It's just to deal with the wound. I'll take care of it for him!"
As Mo Yongheng said, he pulled her behind him with his hands.
He took the disinfectant and ointment from her hand, and walked towards Qi Yan.