"Hey, I said An Xiaopang, don't tell me that you are the owner of this villa?" She pointed at An Zimo, looking in disbelief.
An Zimo reached out and opened her fingers, treated the abrasions on Xiang Haiqing's leg, and then put the medicine box aside, ignoring her intention to pay attention to her throughout the whole process.
"Hey, hey, bastard, why don't you talk to me?" She rubbed her fingers that were hurt by him behind her.
An Zimo looked at her impatiently and said in a cold voice: "I only talk to people, and never talk to those chattering little chickens."
Little Chicken? He actually said she was a Little Chicken?
"You---who do you think is the chicken? You are the chicken. No, you are the old hen, the old hen who can't lay eggs."
An Zimo's face turned green. He stared at Xiang Haiqing tightly, with a warning meaning, and the hidden cold air made Xiang Haiqing retreat unconsciously.
However, his feet were still placed on the perverted leg, and An Zimo pulled Xiang Haiqing back to his original position with force.
He bent down and slowly approached Xiang Haiqing, staring at her face with his eyes. He seemed to want to tear her apart and eat her alive.
Xiang Haiqing finally realized the danger and a flattering smile appeared on her face. "Hehe, I made a mistake. You are not an old hen, but an old hen is all a woman. You are a rooster, a rooster."
"ah!!"
As Xiang Haiqing finished speaking, she immediately exclaimed, "You pervert, you are a slut, I know you are uneasy and you are a bad guy."
At this time, An Zimo pressed Xiang Haiqing tightly under her, staring at her coldly with her eyes.
"I---I was wrong, An Xiaopang, I was wrong, you are not a rooster."
Woo woo, who will save her? This dead boy is really strong. Although she also has a lot of energy, the little daddy said that he can't use it.
She can only treat herself as an ordinary person.
The most important thing is that she knew that An Zimo would not do anything to her, and she was sure of this.
"I know you're wrong? What's wrong?" An Zimo felt his body trembling constantly, as if he was really afraid of him.
Humph! This dead girl always doesn’t take him seriously. Who else dares to be so arrogant in front of her like her?
If she doesn't teach her a lesson now, she will be even more unaware that the world will be thicker when she grows up. By then, it will be difficult to tame it well.
Thinking of what my father said on the day he came back, he thought for several days, not sure if he was interested in this girl, but after all these years, he could make this girl closer to him, and seemed to like her more and more.
Close.
Just like now he actually had an impulse to hold her tightly, she was soft under him, and he could even feel the two soft balls on his chest, like a strand of ponytail grass, making his heart itchy.
He thought angrily, did he really like this dead girl?
He narrowed his eyes with resentment, and he looked at it horizontally and felt that this dead girl made him hate it. He even dreamed of quarreling with her. How could he like her?
Isn’t it said that if you want to test whether you like a girl, you can know by just kissing her on your own. Why not try it yourself?
Thinking of this, An Zimo slowly approached the two still chattering little mouths, red, pink and moist, and before they could kiss his heart, it seemed to be beating wildly.
"An Xiaopang, what are you going to do? Don't do it randomly. I'm calling someone. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
She reached out and swung her punch hard. Don’t blame her for being too fierce, just blame this guy for being too lustful and wanted to shine the future of her country. She thought beautifully!!
An Zimo's nose felt a scorching pain, but a heat flow in his nostrils surged outwards after a while.
"Xiang Haiqing, you damn it." An Zimo gritted his teeth, and he reached out to look at the bright red blood in his palm.
"Ah, you--are you okay?" Xiang Haiqing finally realized that she was so powerful that she could do it. She could see blood in one move. It seemed that Daddy was right, and she still couldn't take action casually.
Seeing An Zimo's nose bleeding, she was also a little anxious. "Well, I'll block you with gauze, it should be fine in a while."
An Zimo looked at her with a gloomy face and smiled flatteringly at Haiqing. He reached out and took the medicine box and opened it with small scissors to cut a piece of gauze. "Come on, be good, block this gauze in his nostrils.
That's fine." She took it to An Zimo and handed it to him.
"Take it aside, I don't need what you gave me." An Zimo stood up angrily and strode towards the bathroom.
He was really kicked by a donkey in his brain, and he would think that he had a good impression of this rough wild girl, and he was crazy!!
This reminded him of the humiliation that Xiang Haiqing gave him when she was nine years old. At that time, he had practiced Taekwondo for four years, but he actually let Xiang Haiqing fall down with one punch. This is his shame, so for so many years
He always remembered it clearly after it was gone.
"Hey, don't be angry anymore." Xiang Haiqing knelt on the sofa, crawling on the edge of the sofa and staring at An Zimo. When she heard a "clang" sound, the bathroom door was closed from the inside, An Zimo's figure was found.
It also disappeared inside.
Xiang Haiqing curled her lips and kept laughing "Hahahahaha, I warned you not to come here, don't come here, you don't listen, hum! I deserve it!!"
An Zimo heard Xiang Haiqing's laughter in the bathroom, and was so angry that she washed her nose with cold water.
After a long time, he came out of the bathroom with a cold face. Xiang Haiqing had turned on the TV in the living room. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding an apple in her hand and enjoying it.
From time to time, he giggled.
An Zimo glanced at her appearance and shook her head in her heart. She would never like her a woman who had no femininity at all.
Absolutely not! An Zimo felt calm and strengthened his consciousness.
"It's getting late, now you can get back." An Zimo sat on the sofa next to her, with a cold face and not looking at her.
This is the order to expel guests. Xiang Haiqing put the leftover apples on the coffee table next to her and looked at the watch on her wrist.
"It's really late. I'm going back. You're fine."
"What do you think?" An Zimo raised his face and stared at her.
"Puff----" Xiang Haiqing couldn't help laughing. Oh my God, her punch actually made a large piece of handsome guy's nose purple.
"Haha, it's actually not bad. In this way, the girls in our school don't have to chase you so crazy. Don't you hate them to death?"
An Zimo pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered, "I hate them, but now when I see you, I find that they seem to be cute, at least very gentle."
Xiang Haiqing was angry, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I'm back." She stood up and limped out.
An Zimo looked at her back and was completely lost, then an unknown smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.