Han Xiaoye is depressed.
Originally, I had the upper hand, so I was in the lower hand. That kind of feeling, it's like playing a game, it's not easy to get the boss, and I'm still full of blood. As a result, the boss seems to be very easy to deal with. One of them doesn't pay attention to it. He is put into a big move by the boss, and there is only a little blood left in the moment. That kind of speechless and depressed, it's just amazing!
Can ya of she also can't refute.
How to refute at this time? I feel that no matter what I say, it's a dead end!
Han Xiaoye depressed don't want, there is a kind of she want to put into Fu Zhiyan mouth of Coptis was he imperceptibly into his own mouth. The previous one hasn't been swallowed yet, and the new one has been stuffed slowly!
"I don't think pigs will hurt you for no reason. It must be something you did, for example, you suddenly pulled a pig. It's not careful and it hurts you. "
He said he was a pig, but also more than once, that feeling, is no one.
She just from the spring breeze full face, was abused soon to become the eggplant, or was beaten by the frost that kind.
"You must have done something to the pigs."
No matter what, it's all said, no matter what, she's going to stop him! Never lose by yourself.
Fu Zhiyan was almost amused by her painful appearance, and his heart was incredibly soft. The corners of his mouth softened and he said, "Oh? Why should I do something to a pig? "
"Didn't you just say the pig hurt you?"
His eyes are full of smile, a smile, serious, "Oh, I just played a joke with you. How could it be that the pig was hurt? No one would believe this joke, would it? You didn't believe it, did you? "
Wipe!
Han Xiaoye has the feeling of being stabbed in his heart again!
Shit! Shit!
It's too much. She just said that she was a pig for so long. He played himself at all.
She just felt that there was a breath in her throat. Vomit of her fast vomit blood, still have to twitch facial muscles, "I didn't believe."
Mom, I'm so angry, but I still need to keep smiling.
"How can I believe it? I just see that you are joking so seriously, so I just cooperate with you."
"Yes? I thought you believed it. After all, you kept asking me what I did to the pig. "
Emma, I'm so angry, but you have to keep smiling!
Han xiaoyepi doesn't smile. His cheek muscles are twitching.
"Oh, no, I didn't believe it at all. How can I believe it? You are so joking. I asked you just to cooperate with you. "
"That's good. I don't think anyone will believe it."
She's a jerk!
Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth, hard muscles, "yes, no one can believe it." Believe is not a person, special is a pig! And the pig who yells that she is a pig is herself!
Han Xiaoye vomited so much that he was about to vomit blood, but he still had to keep smiling.
Fu Zhiyan see tease go on, the hooligan to blow up, see good to close, "well, start to check it."
After just that one, Han Xiaoye also did not want to continue to ask the impulse, lest self humiliation. She made up her mind to get the field back later.
"I'm going to check. Do you want to prepare for it?"
"Yes?"
She browed, "take a deep breath."
"Take a deep breath?"
"After all, I suspect that your nerve is necrotic in this area. Maybe it will be harder to check."
It's more than hard. She has already thought about it. She wants to take revenge.
But before retaliating, she had to make him calm down.
Her small hand shamelessly stretched over and grasped the zipper of her trousers. Fu Zhiyan frowned and immediately clasped her wrist.
"What are you doing?"
Han Xiaoye is right, "check."
"How can I be sure if you are really hurt just by touching? Of course, I have to see. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing and asking. Even if I smell, I'll do the rest three, right
She bared her teeth, which is called a little hooligan, little bandit posture, "OK, please don't disturb me, cooperate with me, let go, OK?"
Fu Zhiyan also clamped her hand, "Han Xiaoye..."
"How can I help you with the inspection? You have to let go of me before I can check. " She pretended not to understand the warning.
Hehe, it's too late to warn her now!
Just now, she may feel guilty and think about it. Now... Hum... He has coaxed himself to say that he is a pig so many times that she will let him go easily.
It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
Women's revenge, oh, can't wait for ten minutes.
"Let me go." She speaks well, in fact, the other hand has begun to wrench, it is clearly polite, violent.
Fu Zhiyan let go of his hand for fear of hurting her. Han Xiaoye immediately opened the zipper, close to the past, "I see, well, just look at it like this, well, the shape is good, well, the size is also good. But... "
She raised her head and laughed, "but there's a layer of pants here, aren't you..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the man's cold, hard voice, "you don't want to die too much."
“……”
No, No.
Do you need to smell so bad? Really, I can't afford a joke.
Depressed, she poked at the handle of the gun, then pinched it across the cloth. Looking up, as if there was such a thing, "do you feel it?"
The flame of Fu Zhiyan's abdomen jumped with her movements, "what do you think?"
Han Xiaoye carefully observed the next, came to the conclusion, "did not see obvious changes, is there no feeling?"
"You have a serious problem. I don't feel it. What can I do in the future?"
Fu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes and stared at her.
Han Xiaoye hard scalp, and pinch a, "this ha, I suggest you usually eat more celery, and that Huiren brand Shenbao tablets you can also consider, usually eat one or two."
"Are you sure I need it?" When does he need to take medicine? Or is she hinting at him?
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It seems that he really can't spoil her too much, otherwise she really has a temper to expose tile for him.
Han Xiaoye doesn't know that Fu Zhiyan already has the idea to clean up her, and is still in the position of strength. She stretched out her hand and pinched it twice. She also started to make a circle in that place. She felt that it was getting hot. She drew back her hand and came close to it, as if she was observing the germination of a seed.