Han Bing looks dull and cute now.
Lu Yang smiled and stretched out his hand to scrape her nose and said, "It's nothing."
Han Bing looked at Lu Yang suspiciously, and Lu Yang took the opportunity to pat her head again, only when he couldn't see Han Bing's white eyes, and squeezed Han Bing's cheek again.
Han Bing was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot, she turned her back to him, Lu Yang smiled slightly and said, "You actually know everything..."
"...What do I know?" Han Bing answered indifferently, calmly.
She still turned her back to Lu Yang, but the corners of the blanket she held tightly in her hands revealed her inner tension.
Lu Yang said lightly: "You are very smart. You must have known that this prescription cannot be taken for a long time, but you have been taking it for seven or eight years. You must also know which **** gave you the medicine, but you don't intend to dismantle it. ...It's not like you..."
"Okay." Han Bing interrupted Lu Yang softly, turning over and staring at Lu Yang.
Lu Yang said, "Am I wrong?"
She blinked, and her long eyelashes quivered. Her eyes were delicate and soft. She warmly said, "No matter what you guess or know, don't say it..."
Lu Yang looked at Han Bing quietly. For a long time, he gently spit out a word: "Okay."
Han Bing smiled faintly, slowly propped up and sat upright.
She put on a white robe, then waved to Lu Yang, and said softly, "Come here."
Lu Yang looked around, and there was no maid beside him. Obviously, Han Bing was calling him.
Lu Yang sighed secretly, only to walk over.
Han Bing smiled with satisfaction: "Help me up."
After lying down for a short while, she felt numb and dizzy, and she couldn't get up.
She didn't want to ask succinctness to help her, she could imagine what kind of demeanor succinctness was like and what it would do.
Han Bing smiled bitterly, she still has things to do tonight.
Lu Yang smiled helplessly and stretched out his hand.
Han Bing put his fingertips on Lu Yang's hand. Her fingertips were slightly cold, in contrast to the warmth in Lu Yang's palm. Lu Yang frowned and looked down at Han Bing's hand.
Flicking sleeves and revealing wrists, plain hands are like orchids. Han Bing's hands are beautiful, like her appearance that can't be spotted, and even holding the knife did not leave her hands with an ugly cocoon.
This is an incredible pair of hands that fascinates every man who sees these hands.
Her skin is frosty and silky, and it is as lustrous as mutton jade. Although the nails are not covered with cardamom, they are round and round like a shell with a healthy powdery white, and the jade fingers are slender like spring onions.
Lu Yang was fascinated for a while, and he couldn't help but tighten Han Bing's slender fingers with his palms. Han Bing was slightly startled, and his fingertips retracted reflexively.
auzw.com Lu Yang recovered, but did not let go of Han Bing's hand. He raised his head and looked at Han Bing tenderly. He smiled gently, and his warm and generous palms homeopathically covered it. Han Bing's whole hand.
"You!!!" Han Bing's face blushed slightly.
The relationship between her and Lu Yang went up and down. No matter how calm she was in the weekdays, now there are only three points, three points, three points, embarrassing, three points shy, and one point can’t tell what the emotions are.
She kept her eyes closed, her body was stiff but she didn't forcibly pull her hands out, her face was flushed, and she said to Lu Yang, "I want to worship..."
"Ah! You, you..." A scream came from the door, which turned out to be simple.
She estimated that Han Bing would be hungry when she woke up, so she went to the small kitchen and brought a food box back. Who knew that as soon as she walked in, she would bump into Han Bing and Lu Yang holding hands and looking at each other.
Lu Yang didn't expect Simplicity to burst into the door suddenly, he froze there, feeling a little at a loss. ‘
His face actually turned red slowly, and if Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua were to see it, they would definitely laugh out loud. Lu Yang seldom felt scared, and blushed less than when he was scared.
Concisely covers his eyes with his hands, but secretly looks at them from the gaps between his fingers.
"Succinct, remember to knock on the door in the future." Han Bing faintly withdrew his hand, gave a succinct glance, then turned to look at Lu Yang, and after a long time he said a word, "...Lv Daxia, are you hungry? "
"Ah? This..." Lu Yang was also stunned. He couldn't guess Han Bing's thoughts, so he answered truthfully: "I'm not hungry..."
"Succinctly, prepare food." Han Bing interrupted Lu Yang softly, and made a decision for Lu Yang without denial.
The food in the food box is very nutritious and rich. Simply open the food box and put it on the round table.
A bowl of sour bamboo shoots and pigeon soup, a bowl of braised eggplant and ham, a dish of creamy mushroom chicken, a dish of honey-steamed osmanthus walnut cake, and a large bowl of eight-treasure rice. It is appetizing.
Han Bing glanced faintly, and said solemnly: "It's so greasy...I don't have an appetite just looking at it..."
After speaking, she was leaning listlessly on the bedpost with a drowsy appearance.
Succinctly looked at distressed, her family's Xiaoganer had a bad appetite, but now that the stomach suffers a crime, it even loses appetite.
She hurriedly asked, "Han Bing, do you have anything you want to eat, I ask the small kitchen to make it for you?"
Han Bing thought for a while before he smiled and said coquettishly: "Succinctly, I want to eat the crab-inlaid orange you made by yourself. I have been thinking about it for a long time. I don't want to eat anything other people make, and I don't worry about it. I want you to do it yourself."
I am very happy to hear Han Bing's conciseness.
You know that what Han Bing misses most often is Xiao Xia's craftsmanship, and now he woke up thinking about her craftsmanship. In fact, the craftsmanship of making crabs simply is better than making sea bass.
But although simplicity is joy, Han Bing's body is not forgotten. She spoiled and said: "Good, good, but the crab is too cold, I will cook you a bowl of walnut japonica rice porridge, okay?"
"Good." Han Bing nodded obediently.
Walking out happily, concisely, but, having said that, what Han Bing hates most is eating crabs. How could it be so abnormal today... How does she feel that Han Bing is not right?
I couldn't help but concisely wondered, and looked at Han Bing, but Han Bing ignored her. ..
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