Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Delicate and Soft

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Nanjing feels a little itchy, shivering, and the beauty is full of water, "It hurts."

Her voice is soft and soft, and she feels that her heart is gently scratched by a small hand and itchy.

The goblin is about to start messing up again.

The throat couldn't stop sliding up and down. He looked down on her lips and listened to her pain. She also tasted the sweet taste and he retired.

The deep black scorpion waved slightly, his hand continued from her waist, and the outline of his palm was clearly visible under the thin pajamas.

Nanxun shook her body even more. She licked the bitten lip and grievously lowered her head. The right hand held by her side was too hard, and the needle on the back of the hand had already returned to the blood.

Wen Qianxi looked at the blood in the transparent tube and felt a bit dazzling. He still withdrew his palm and stood up straight to the bed.

"Lee, don't let me know that you hook up with other men. Otherwise, I will let you go back to nothing, remember?"

He left a sentence and hurriedly turned away.

Nanxun looked at his back, but he felt that he seemed to have some feeling of fleeing and fleeing...

She thought that according to the bad temper of the big devil, even if it was a ward, he would take advantage of her battle, but how did he just like a hoe, leaving a line of tyrants to run?

He won't really be... fall in love with her?

At noon the next day, Nanxun had not seen Owen's figure, she just called a phone call.

"Owen, I want to see you, you come over soon!" She said, she hung up the phone.

Owen said last night that she would come over to talk to her about the extension of the notice this morning, but she hasn’t come yet and hasn’t screamed.

Next to Xiao Jie smirked and smiled. "My sister is really domineering, but I heard from people in the company that Owen returned to the company last night and stayed until this morning..."

Nan licked his lips and suddenly asked, "Do you know what it is because of it?"

Owen has never been a non-punctual person.

Xiaojie shook his head. "I don't know too well."

Half an hour later, Owen appeared in the Nanxun ward, and it seemed a bit embarrassing.

When Nanxun was struggling to drink porridge, she glanced at his glasses and snorted.

Owen calmly passed through her postponed work, and habitually took out her mobile phone and photographed her.

Owen is also no choice. She is still lazy about Weibo's business, so he can only help her.

After a while, his video Weibo was updated.

Owen v: Fortunately, I have been alive and kicking.

In the video, the woman is leaning on the hospital bed, a light blue medical suit, wrapped loosely on her body.

Her right hand still can't move in the infusion. There are obviously several pinholes on the back of the left hand. It has already swollen up. It was the nurse who accidentally made it out when she was looking for her blood vessel. Later, she changed her right hand.

Long curly hair hangs on her chest, but she is still pale but still can't hide her beauty. She has a simple dining table in front of her. Her left hand clumsily holds a spoon and porridge, and carefully sends it to the white lips.