[BOOK 1] [Quick Wear] Occupied by the blackened boss

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There was the sound of a car outside the door.

When the young man entered the door, the aunt who was dusting the vase with a feather pole said, "Fourth young master, you are back."

Ning Shu pursed his lips, nodded his head, and responded in a low voice.

"Fourth young master, why is your mouth broken?"

Auntie was always careful, and soon noticed that the young man's gorgeous lips seemed to be slightly swollen, and a piece of skin was also torn.

Unexpectedly, Fourth Young Master Ning narrowed his pupils slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, Mom, I'll go up first." The auntie heard the young man's voice seemed a little hoarse, so she couldn't help but said with concern: "Master Fourth, should you sit down and drink some hot tea first, and I'll find some plaster for you." The young man raised his foot and shook his head at

her

. The figure went up in a little panic.

Looking at the figure of the young master, the aunt couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

The fourth young master was fine when he went out, but not only did his mouth break, but his voice became a little hoarse after a while.

Ning Shu's ears were still burning hot, as if there was shame coming from the inside out.

Like a shrimp, I want to curl myself up.

The auntie seemed to be very worried about his condition, so she knocked on the door after a while, and brought over the ointment, saying it was a folk remedy from her hometown, just rub it on and it would be fine.

Ning Shu endured the indescribable sense of shame, and took the plaster.

It seems that there is also a little strange breath on the body.

The young man closed his eyes slightly, his throat was still hot.

The pair of phoenix eyes were shining, and the corners of the eyes seemed to be stained with a little flush.

Ling Ling worriedly asked: "Host, are you okay?"

Then, a little angrily said: "What did this Marshal Fu do to you?"

Otherwise, why would the host be weird along the way.

The young man was slightly stunned, his cheeks were flushed, and he opened his mouth: "...Lingling, didn't you hear anything?"

Lingling said discouragedly: "Now there is a privacy law, as long as something of color happens to the host, Lingling can't see or hear anything." Ning Shu breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried that Lingling would hear

.

After all, in his heart, Ling Ling is just like a child.

It would make him feel guilty.

"It's nothing."

Ning Shu hesitated and said.

But Lingling said shyly, "Master, did your car shake?"