Chapter 1833： The slain of the slain (48)

Chapter 1833 The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (48)

Still very angry.

The doorbell rang and Xia Hanyang put down the medicine to open the door.

It was the driver who sent the food box.

The food container is insulated and sealed.

Xia Hanyang took the food box and said, "You go back first. You said to the old man in the back, and you said that it was what I provoked. If you have more words, I will kill you."

The driver was governed by him to obey the post.

He gave a death order and the driver did not dare not listen to him.

Only by taking everything into his own body, Bai Weiwei will not have anything.

Because of these troubles, someone took care of him.

He has already dealt with the scene, the follow-up troubles, and pushed the father to guarantee nothing.

The old man saw that he was provoked.

I can only recognize my nose.

After Xia Hanyang finished, he fell to the door and placed the food box on the table.

He heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, and he almost didn't want to look back.

But I saw Bai Weiwei standing at the door of the bathroom, bare white feet, slender and delicate exposed from the rolled black pants.

His round-headed T-shirt had a neckline that was too big and half slipped under her sleek, beautiful shoulders.

Dark long hair, falling on the shoulders, white skin with black hair falling down.

The style of the Qing dynasty, in the age of her ambiguity, evoked the nerves and heart of the man.

Xia Hanyang also put a hand on the food box, the hot temperature, from his palm began to drill into his bones.

Then he felt that his whole person was hot.

Like the food in the food box, I just want to pick it up immediately.

Xia Hanyang quickly bowed his head and suppressed his breathing.

Oh, isn’t it enough to have enough animals?

He also became a wolf?

Xia Hanyang suppressed his thoughts that did not conform to the core view of social values.

I thought that Bai Weiwei had experienced something and let her body cool down.

Then he squinted, "first rub the medicine and eat again."

Bai Weiwei was hesitant to stand at the door of the bathroom, thinking for a while, then slowly walked to the sofa.

Then she sat down.

Xia Hanyang's palms sweated. He carried the medicine box and clearly put the medicine out to the front of the medicine box.

He also pretended to look at it for a long time.

It seems like this can hide your own strangeness.

He took out the bruises of medicated oil.

"This stuff is very useful. Today, it will be bruised and bruised. I will guarantee you nothing in tomorrow."

Bai Weiwei was very obedient, nodded, and then extended her wrist.

There is a noticeable bruise on the wrist.

Bai Weiwei said: "I will come by myself."

Xia Hanyang squinted. "How come you come, you can't open your strength, you can't waste my medicine."

Bai Weiwei gave a glimpse, but did not say anything, but still handed him the hand.

Xia Hanyang applied the medicinal oil to her bruises. Her skin was smooth and smooth, especially delicate.

His fingers are hot, just like the flame touches the water.

His fingers shook and he slammed her bruises.

Bai Weiwei couldn't help but take a breather.

Xia Hanyang had a finger and his ears were red. Like his revenge, he quickly opened her bruises.

Then he said, "Well, where is the next wound?"

Bai Weiwei hesitated, "I will swear by myself."

Xia Hanyang is holding the medicated oil. "I have more experience, you will not."

Bai Weiwei hesitated to look at him for a while, only to bow down, and then reached out and gently pulled his collar down.

Showing the bruise on the collarbone.

Xia Hanyang felt that his throat was on fire, and he spurned that he was not a human.

Then shaking her hand, she is going to give her a bruise.

But when his finger was about to touch, he suddenly put the medicinal oil into her hand.

"Do yourself, don't use too much force, and it will become more."

When he finished, he turned and ran the bathroom.

While running, I complained, "What is this ghost weather? Now, how can this month be like a stove, take a shower."

This kind of complaint can hear the guilty conscience in his voice.

Bai Weiwei looked at the medicated oil, and the young man couldn’t help but tease.

There is no point in strength.

Bai Weiwei applied medicated oil to his clavicle, and then pressed his finger up.

When Xia Hanyang closed, she just saw her bowing her head to rub the medicine.

Something rushed out of his nostrils.

He touched, nosebleed?

Xia Hanyang went to the door, he licked his nose and leaned his head against the door panel.

"I really don't live up to expectations."

He is cold to himself.

Why is it so inferior to the beast, this time does not comfort her, but also nosebleeds.

Still an individual?

After Xia Hanyang spurned himself, he discovered that he was not an individual.

Because his nosebleeds can't stop.

What's the last thing?

Some chapters are blocked, I will find a time to modify them to see if they can be released.

It's been blocked recently, so it's normal to be missing from the chapter.

good night.

(End of this chapter)