Qianhua hit Hange's chest directly.
This guy's chest was not necessarily softer than that of Nan Liyue's werewolf. It was as solid as iron. It made him dizzy and almost fainted, so he lay in a stalemate position and had no strength to get up.
But in the room that was so dark with only a dim candle, Hange's face had turned the color of pig's liver, the head covering of his pink trousers had long been lost, and the face that was swollen by Nan Liyue had also faded to purple. Cyan, now red, is naturally provoked by Qianhua, her body is pressed tightly against her body, and her skin is close to her skin. Even a stone man may not be unable to be emotional, let alone Gui Junhu, who has already coveted Luo Qianhua for a long time
"Uh... Huahua... can you... still move?" As soon as Hange opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry.
"Hange, my head hurts. I just want to lie down. The carpet in your room is quite soft, so just let me lie down for a while..." Qianhua murmured, her eyes always closed.
Hange's heart thumped for a moment, and he realized that Luo Qianhua thought she had hit the floor, so she shamelessly challenged the relationship between men and women, but... When the girl moved her body in order to adjust her posture, Hange I felt a strange feeling suddenly rush through my body. It was so hot that it was unbearable and painful. I had to reach out my hand and push her gently: "Huahua... you are not lying on the carpet, do you know? You, You, you are lying on top of me, do you know?"
Qianhua said "hmm" in a questioning and questioning tone. However, the "ah" that followed immediately came in a tone of shock, embarrassment and sternness. She immediately turned over and jumped up. She could only hear the bones of her limbs rattling, but she also Regardless, he ran straight into the bedroom and stepped on Hange's body many times while jumping. The pain made Hange cry for his father and mother and scream. He really owed it to this pair of vicious men and women. One hit and the other stepped on. , but he himself is a mute and eats Coptis chinensis, which makes him miserable.
He got up in embarrassment and staggered to the chair. Hange looked at Qianhua bitterly and bitterly, then turned his face away, not wanting her to see such an ugly appearance, and sat in a dark corner feeling dejected. .
Qianhua rubbed her forehead and calmed down. Because of that fall, her heart was inexplicably ignited, and Nu Hange opened the door at the wrong time. But after all, she was here to comfort him. Regardless of the depth of the injury, he was more miserable, so I had to carefully approach the corner and poke his head: "Hange, are you okay?"
"Ah wow!" Suddenly Hange wailed. It turned out that the wound on his forehead was poked by Qianhua, and he suddenly became furious, "Huahua, did I owe you something in my previous life?"
Qianhua shook her head repeatedly in denial: "We didn't know each other in the previous life! Hange, I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it this time! Let me see your injuries..."
As he spoke, he gained the courage to take three steps closer again. Hange was much easier to provoke than Nan Liyue. If it were Nan Liyue at this moment, Luo Qianhua would have dared to get closer and would have fled long ago!
This Nizi is willing to take the initiative to approach and care for her. Hange should have welcomed her warmly and wished for it. If she hadn't woken up this morning with a lot of anger, she would have hugged her tightly and cried bitterly. Now, just He glanced at the steamed bun on the ground with infinite sympathy, swallowed his saliva, and then turned away pretending to be polite and sneered: "Don't try to use a honey trap on me, Huahua, I won't accept your tricks!"
Qianhua pursed her lips and snorted coldly: "You should stop flirting with Hange. I'm not using a honey trap, I'm using a gourmet trap!" As he said this, he suddenly took out a hot steamed bun from his arms, and was furious in the dark. He waved it triumphantly in front of Hange.
Fortunately, I secretly hid one more before I left the table!
Hange vaguely saw a ball of white stuff, but he could clearly smell the aroma of meat in his nose. Then he drooled three thousand feet with greed, and reached out to grab the meat bun in Qianhua's hand.
Qianhua raised her arm back and threatened, "I will give it to you if you promise not to be angry."
"Give it to me first so that I won't be angry." This girl still wanted to bargain, but Hange raised her eyebrows, indicating that the devil is better than the devil.
In the end, Qianhua had gone too far to deceive the ghost. Feeling guilty, she stuffed the steamed bun in her hand into his mouth and said bitterly: "Here you go, just open your mouth and eat!"
So Hange decisively began to act coquettishly: "I have a wound on my mouth and I can't open it so wide. Please give it to me little by little."
"What a beautiful thought you have!"
"Then let the person who hit me feed me!"
"Ah Li is not free!"
Qianhua's slip of the tongue will turn into eternal hatred.
So Hange ran away: "I knew it! I knew it was him!"
"Calm down, calm down!" Qianhua hurriedly comforted Hange, even lying, "Ah Li, he knows he is wrong, he really knows he is wrong, this bun is what he asked me to bring to you."
When Hange heard this, he immediately stuffed the steamed bun back into Qianhua's hand: "It's poisonous, I won't eat it!"
"Nonsense! How could I be willing to poison you?"
"Didn't you say that the steamed buns were given by that pervert?"
"I… "
"Huh! I don't have any experience in lying!" Hange glared at Qianhua with hatred, and then at the steamed buns. He felt extremely annoyed and aggrieved. Huahua was what he wanted but couldn't get. He also wanted steamed buns but couldn't get them. People say you can't have your cake and eat it too. Hange said the fish was eaten by a bear and the bear ran away, so he got nothing.
After a stalemate for half a day, Qianhua clearly heard Hange's stomach growling. She tilted her head and thought for a moment, and decided that feeding him steamed buns was not an exaggeration. Considering that he had taken care of Ah Li for five hundred years in vain, he ended up getting beaten by him. For your own sake, let’s give him a break this time!
Then he started to pull off the white dough in his hand, tearing off a little bit about the size of a fingernail, and handed it to his mouth again: he asked with a mixture of tenderness and reluctance: "Is it okay to be so small?"
Hange twitched the corners of his lips slightly, gave it a half-smile, opened his mouth and bit it, but the steamed bun didn't get on it. Instead, he bit something quite tough.
"Aww!" Qianhua was so painful that she immediately pulled out her finger, using the dim light to see two bright red tooth marks on her fingertips, "Hange, why are you biting me! It hurts..."
"Hua Hua, I didn't mean it." Hange licked his lips with lingering interest, bringing with it a light fragrance. It turned out that the hedgehog's claws were sweet, "It's just that your buns are too small, and they can't even fit between my teeth." It’s not enough!”
Qianhua glanced at him and angrily pulled off a large piece of the white dough. Then she patiently put it between her two palms and rubbed it for a long time. She kneaded it into the shape of her fingers. Fang carefully handed it to him with a tone of voice. Quite unkind: "Is this all right? I really doubt that I owed you anything in my previous life!" (To be continued)