Pharmacist Fu glared at Yang Zhihu: "Yang Baihu, when you punish people in the future, you must be careful, you can really do it for such a beautiful girl!"
Yang Zhihu: "..."
Why was he punished? !
But he has a fierce reputation, and this reputation really has to be his back.
After the pharmacist Fu had seen Feng Wu, Yang Zhihu asked the pharmacist who was half a step away from the emperor to see the two unlucky ghosts who were violently beaten by Feng Xiaowu.
Wang Zhaole secretly glanced at Colonel Yang.
Their boss came quickly and was tough, and he loved face the most. This time, Feng Xiaowu stabbed such a big hornet's nest... When she wakes up, I'm afraid she will be trained to cry by Yang Zhihu, right
Thinking of this, Wang Zhaole gave Feng Wu a sympathetic look, Little Junior Sister, you'd better not wake up.
Yang Zhihu looked at the little girl lying on the bed. Seeing that she was sleeping dishonestly, her hands were exposed. Worrying about her being caught in the cold, Colonel Yang silently stepped forward and closed her quilt.
He turned around and instructed Wang Zhaole, "Go get some hot porridge."
After thinking about it, he said again: "Bring it together with the stove, so that the porridge will not get cold."
A look of surprise appeared in Wang Zhaole's eyes. Did their boss have the inner core replaced
Oh, he quickly figured out that their boss was going to train her to death after he was going to feed her.
Oh, what a poor little sister...
Wang Zhaole, with incomparable sympathy for Feng Wu, went to cook porridge for her little junior sister who was about to be unlucky.
Punching the two senior sisters... This girl looks small, but she is really a violent little loli, not easy to mess with.
When Yan Han saw Wang Zhaole cooking porridge, he leaned over eagerly: "Brother Zhaole, how do you cook porridge yourself?"
Wang Zhaole spread his hands: "Old Yang ordered it to be cooked for the little girl inside."
Yan Han frowned tightly, Colonel Yang is not going to send Feng Wu back, right
If she stays...
"What kind of porridge are you making as a big man? Let me help you." Yan Han rolled up his sleeves and was about to work.
Wang Zhaole saw Yan Han and thought that she had been looking for someone to talk about the phoenix dance before... Han Lu and Gao Ya were persuaded by Yan Han...
Thinking of this, Wang Zhaole's heart froze!
He subconsciously refused: "It's okay, isn't it just cooking porridge, it's easy, I'll do it myself."
Yan Han looked at her pitifully: "Brother Zhaole, do you also think... Is this happening because of me? I... I just want to do something to ease my guilt... I didn't expect Feng Wu to take action. so heavy..."
Wang Zhaole looked at her in shock.
Shouldn't the point of this matter be... Shouldn't you encourage people to smear Feng Wu behind your back
How did it become that the phoenix dance was so heavy
Wang Zhaole felt a little awkward, and he directly rejected Yan Han with a gloomy face: "Colonel Yang told me to do it, so I can only do it myself. If something goes wrong, Yan Han, is it your responsibility or me?"
Wang Zhaole has never been so serious... Yan Han's heart became colder and colder, she said weakly: "... How, how could something happen? What could happen? Brother Zhaole, is that what you think of me? Uuu—"
Yan Han cried.
Yan Han actually cried aggrieved, covered his face and ran away.
Wang Zhaole's whole person is not very good: "..." Did he say something wrong
Yang Hong slapped Wang Zhaole on the shoulder: "Did you make her cry?"
Wang Zhaole felt so wronged: "I didn't say a few words to her at all..."
Is it that hard to be a boy
(End of this chapter)