Chapter 229

If Han Xiaoye is struck by lightning, is it difficult that he doesn't hold back when she is pregnant and derails?

She didn't believe it in her heart, but there was an uncomfortable feeling in her heart. That kind of feeling can't be controlled by reason. It's sour, just like drinking vinegar. It's very sour. Han Xiaoye stuffy silent again to embrace him, hands ring on his waist, stuffy, "you didn't accompany me for a walk tonight."

Fu Zhiyan rarely saw her coquetry, softened her heart, rubbed her soft short hair, "I will come back early tomorrow night."

"And the day after tomorrow?"

"... and I'll be back earlier."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

“……”

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

“……”

"What about the day after tomorrow?" In fact, what she wants to say is every night in the future.

Fu Zhiyan Temple jump, "Ono, don't make trouble."

The man in his arms pushed him away with a slap. His face was tight and he turned his mouth. "If you don't make noise, you can take a bath! Working and meeting all day long, I smell of sweat and stink! "

Fu Zhiyan went upstairs helplessly.

When he went upstairs, the people in the living room uncovered the squirrel and mandarin fish on the dining table. The squirrel mandarin fish has been released for a long time. It looks cool and has no aesthetic feeling at all. Han Xiaoye was stunned for a while, then picked up the plate and poured the fish into the garbage can. For fear of being found, the garbage can was covered with several layers of paper until the fish could not be seen. She just closed the lid of the garbage can and hid it in the corner.

After all this, she rubbed her face and went upstairs.

Upstairs, Fu Zhiyan has finished taking a bath and is wiping his hair. He looks like a mess.

Han Xiaoye looked left and right, and felt that this man was too attractive.

Not to mention the identity and money in the pocket, just by virtue of face and figure, you can go to the peak of your life every minute. Especially recently, it's not as severe as cold, and it's more and more annoying.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and she couldn't see anything in her stomach for more than a month. But Ji Shuya's scar on his face is not good. The scar is just on his face. It's as ugly as a centipede. I didn't pay much attention to it in the morning, but now she wanted to take the scab off her face. But she is not stupid, scabby wound to scratch off is to tear the wound, the second time to tear, the probability of leaving a scar is much. The more she looked, the more suffocating she felt and the more ugly she felt. Not only is the wound on the face ugly, it seems that the complexion on the face is also ugly, but also the right cheek looks like edema

Han Xiaoye looked upset, turned his head and looked at the man in sharp contrast with her, as if casually said, "little uncle, is the wound on my face pretty ugly?"

Fu Zhiyan had dried his hair, put his handkerchief on the chair and opened the door of the refrigerator. Take out a bottle of milk from the inside, put it in the heater, without looking up, "en, ugly."

Han Xiaoye's heart was blocked, but he held it back and asked, "is it really ugly? Especially ugly? "

man

Han Xiaoye quickly put the milk on the bedside table, raised his face and pointed to his wound, "is it really ugly here?"

Fu Zhiyan's eyes are slightly fixed. In fact, the hooligan is very good-looking. Although his facial features are not perfect, he is delicate and compact, especially his big eyes, smart and energetic. Even if there is a scar on her left face, it doesn't affect her appearance. On the contrary, it increases her feeling of exotic. But he didn't forget how the wound came from. If he didn't teach some lessons, some people would get better and forget the pain.

Han Xiaoye was afraid to move and blinked, hoping to show his best side.

But I'm sorry to be too obvious. I want to have a charming smile, but it's as stiff as the corner of my mouth.

Good half ring, in the corner of her mouth really want to smoke, the man's gaze finally moved away, Han Xiaoye heartbeat plop plop waiting for the answer. I heard it——

"Especially ugly."

Click!

There's a crack in my heart.

The corner of her mouth, which she pulled up with great effort, suddenly loosened. Like the eggplant beaten by frost, her whole body was limping and looked powerless.

"Is it really that ugly? Otherwise, you can buy me a flight ticket. I'd better go for it. "

Plastic surgery she does not want to, why do you have to plastic surgery ah, water color sharp chin big eyes look good? Won't you scare yourself when you get up in the middle of the night and look in the mirror like that? After all, when you see a strange face in the mirror, you can't be scared out of your mind.

But... I don't want to do anything in my face, but I want to make him feel good-looking.

Han Xiaoye tangled under, and added, "first say good, I only face injury, other places I don't move. You can't let people put two salt water bags in my chest. I'm afraid you'll crush me. "

Pinch... Burst

Fu Zhiyan's temple suddenly jumped wildly, took a deep breath, and handed her the milk cup on the bedside table again. Then he calmly returned to her, "No."

Where does Han Xiaoye want to drink milk now? She is in a bad mood. She can't hear it. She pours at it and pours people on the bed. Her face turns red and roars angrily, "whose salt water bag do you want to crush?"

He was still holding milk in his hand. In a flash, the Milky milk poured out. red Looming amorous feelings, plus because of pregnancy and a lot of long soft, for men, is undoubtedly fatal temptation!

man Dumb voice, "Ono, get up."

Han Xiaoye still remembers that he said he would not pinch her salt water bag, plus all kinds of accumulation before, where would she get up. Not only refused to get up, but also dropped his eyes, deliberately rubbed his legs, pretended to be up. When he got up again to the height of ten centimeters, his arm loosened again and fell into his arms.

Xiao Ni Zi drinks milk every day with a milk fragrance on her body. For Fu Zhiyan, it's a kind of torture in disguise.

His Adam's apple rolled down and his thin, tight lips said, "I'll give you another chance. Get up."

Get up a hair! If she doesn't get up, what can he do to her? But the doctor said that he couldn't do it three months ago. As for drawing the gun, if she doesn't, he can only hold it! Han Xiaoye belly goods, have no fear, "I don't!"

"Oh." Dumb, provocative, "are you sure you don't get up?"