"I know Chen Hao best. Let me sleep with Chen Hao so I can take better care of Chen Hao."

"Haha, Chen Hao and I have experienced life and death. Can you understand me?"

"You have both hands disabled, how can you take care of Chen Hao?"

"You're just disabled, I can use my hands!"

"Can you use it? Can it be more useful to me?"

"Why is it easier for you to use? Not only is my hands easier for you, but I am better for you everywhere!"

“…”

Ning Xiaomei and Cui Wenxi were quarreling, and the content of the quarrel became more and more... open!

Later, I just wanted to tell who knows better Chen Hao's length and Chen Hao knows more about who knows more about his depth.

Seeing the two women quarreled and spitting everywhere, Chen Hao was so scared that he trembled and didn't dare to say a word.

Is this a woman's war? It's so terrible. He feels more terrible than when facing Zhuang Beihan and thousands of puppets!

He especially did not expect that the two cold goddesses Ning Xiaomei and Cui Wenxi would have such a fierce argument, which was exactly the same as Aunt Zhang and Aunt Li at the entrance of the village before, and even had it even surpassed them. They almost pulled each other's hair several times.

"It turns out that no matter how beautiful a woman is, she will quarrel and pull her hair."

Chen Hao shrank his neck and silently prayed that the "war" would end soon.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Ning Xiaomei and Cui Wenxi both quarreled so hard that their mouths were dry.

Chen Hao thought the "war" was finally over, but the two women actually shouted in unison:

"Get water!"

What a guy, do you have to continue? Chen Hao just listened to it and felt dizzy and tinnitus.

Fortunately, Chen Daniu, Li Xiaolan and the two generals of the War Department knew Chen Hao’s predicament at this moment, and they all pretended to be asleep, and no one sent water.

Ning Xiaomei and Cui Wenxi were very fucked, but they finally couldn't argue.

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to let Ning Xiaomei stay, but Cui Wenxi went to the guest room.

But I saw two women turning around!?

Then walk towards the guest room at the same time!?

Chen Hao was confused: "What are you doing?"

The two of them said coldly: "Sleep in the guest room!"

Chen Hao:...Okay, the two of them were scrambling to sleep with themselves and take care of themselves. Now they have a quarrel and have not distinguished the difference. Why not just stay one of them?

Is he falling from heaven to hell, from great joy to great sorrow?

"Forget it, a person is pure."

Chen Hao sighed and sat cross-legged to start healing his wounds.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, a scream came from the next room.

Damn, those two people won’t really fight, right?

The sound was from Cui Wenxi. Now that the injuries to Cui Wenxi's arms have not healed yet, he can't beat Ning Xiaomei?

Chen Hao was shocked and got out of bed quickly. As soon as he went out, he met Ning Xiaomei who was running over in a hurry:

"I obviously gave her half a bed, but she didn't go to bed. Instead, she opened the window and sat down facing the moon, muttering something. I thought she was also a cultivator who was practicing, so I ignored it. Unexpectedly, she suddenly called out and fell to the ground."

Chen Hao said intimately that it was not good. Cui Wenxi's arms were not healed, so he went to practice the difficulty and the risk was extremely high. It would be strange if there was no accident!

He rushed into the guest room in two steps, helped Choi Wenxi to the bed, and carefully inspected Choi Wenxi's body.

Fortunately, Cui Wenxi was injured and did not practice the Biaoyue Body Refining Sect. Therefore, although he was backfired, the backfire was not strong and was still within the controllable range.

Chen Hao used his spiritual power to point acupoints for Cui Wenxi, and then inputted a thread of spiritual power into her body.

Cui Wenxi's pale face became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breathing gradually returned to normal.

"call--"

Chen Hao exhaled a breath of turbid air. He was in a very bad condition now. He just used his spiritual power a little and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Are you worried about her?"

Ning Xiaomei asked with a cold face, gently wiped his sweat with her sleeve.

Chen Hao's heart skipped a beat. This is a proposition that comes from the way!

Ning Xiaomei stared at Chen Hao, suddenly showed a gentle smile and asked:

"Is she okay now?"

"It's all right."

Chen Hao was wondering what Ning Xiaomei wanted to do, so he saw Ning Xiaomei pull him up and walk towards the bedroom.

With a bang.

Ning Xiaomei closed the door.

"Go to sleep."

Ning Xiaomei took Chen Hao's hand and went to bed.

However, Ning Xiaomei just leaned quietly on Chen Hao's chest, listening to Chen Hao's heartbeat, without any other expressions.

"Good night."

Ning Xiaomei asked for a word, then closed her eyes and stopped talking.

A few days passed, New Year's Eve.

Countless bigwigs called Chen Hao and wanted to come to greet New Year, but Chen Hao refused.

Only the relatives at home, although they were in awe of Chen Hao, had a few glasses of wine and returned to their past.

The relatives were drunk and looked at Ning Xiaomei who poured wine for Chen Hao on the left, Cui Wenxi who picked up food for Chen Hao on the right, and then looked at the wife beside him, and couldn't help but sigh:

"I would have half of Xiao Hao's blessing in my next life."

"Yes, men are like Xiao Hao."

"Xiao Hao's life is simply the lifelong dream of our men."

However, as soon as the words were finished, the men let out howls like slaughtering pigs.

"Stop your hand, it hurts!"

"Oh, stop pinching!"

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, you are the most beautiful woman."

The atmosphere in the yard became more and more cheerful.

All relatives left at night, and the whole family gathered around TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Suddenly, there was a banging sound from outside, but someone was setting off fireworks.

"Chen Hao, accompany me to see the fireworks."

Ning Xiaomei held Chen Hao's hand and said, "You seem to have never seen it with me before."

"Okay." Chen Hao nodded, but this time Cui Wenxi did not follow him.

Under the moonlight, Chen Hao sat on the stool, and Ning Xiaomei leaned on his shoulder.

The two looked up at the dazzling fireworks blooming in the night sky, and they wanted to say something, but they didn't say anything.

When the last fireworks dissipated in the night sky, Ning Xiaomei smiled and said, "I don't blame you, I understand you too. You don't need to be nervous, afraid, and even blame yourself."

"Little Eyebrow..." Chen Hao sighed.

He pursues his parents, friends, and China.

But he was finally guilty of Ning Xiaomei.

"You don't have to feel guilty."

Ning Xiaomei stroked Chen Hao's face, and his smile was as light and beautiful as a crescent moon in the sky.

"I know you have a guilty conscience, but in fact I feel guilty towards you."

Ning Xiaomei's words made Chen Hao confused.

Ning Xiaomei also feels guilty about herself?

Where is the shame?

Chen Hao thought about it but couldn't imagine that Ning Xiaomei had anything to feel guilty about him.

Could it be...

An idea broke out in Chen Hao's mind.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Chen Hao immediately threw away this idea.
Chapter completed!