The bone injury prescription that Qin Xiang asked Shan Di to prepare was indeed quite effective. Six days later, on New Year's Day, Qin Xiang was finally approved to be discharged from the military hospital early, and Shan Di took her back to Xinxiang Garden.
"boom--"
"Bang——"
"Crash-"
Qin Xiang slowly walked into the hall with the support of Shan Di. As soon as he raised his head, he heard the sound of fireworks and cannons, followed by colorful fireworks flying in the sky, scattering on his head, body, and face.
Not immune.
"Welcome Qin Xiang, Mr. Qin's Xiang master, Xiao Xiangzi Xiangxiang, to return safely——"
Among the series of "weird" names, there is the cartoon-looking Feng Xiaoxiao, the classical and tranquil Jian Rong, the loli fat girl Song Hanhan, and...the gentle and tranquil one——
"Ayu, why are you here?" Seeing Luo Yu there, Qin Xiang was briefly stunned.
Slim-fitting black straight trousers outline her slender and gapless legs. Outside the white tights is a large embroidered velvet plaid jacket. The spacious jacket highlights the slenderness of her waist, and her long black hair is draped casually over her shoulders.
The clothes spread out on her chest like a waterfall, pushing down her clothes and highlighting her charming chest curves. At her feet were a pair of cartoon stupid bear cotton slippers from home, but they fully complemented her cuteness.
This is Luo Yu, the Luo Yu whom I haven't seen for several days. She is youthful, delicate, tranquil, cute, and charming. It seems that every word can be used to describe Luo Yu at this moment.
"Yeah, I heard that you picked up a new girl again, but you were seriously injured because of your love affair. Of course sister Ayu wants to come over and see if you are really dead!" A rather "vicious" one seemed to be
The sound of speaking through gritted teeth came from next to Qin Xiang.
"Shiran——"
Qin Xiang turned around in surprise and saw Shen Shiran's charming face.
Her face is ragged, her eyebrows are as curved as the moon, her sexy little mouth is dotted with crimson lips, her chin is rounded like clear water, and her small dimples are tender and tender... and her waist is highlighted when she crosses her arms.
The slightly curved buttocks...
"Gulu——"
Qin Xiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said softly: "Shiran, you are back, I miss you so much..."
"Miss you big-headed ghost——"
Shen Shiran ignored his lustful gaze, walked next to him, walked around him inexplicably, looked at his legs carefully, and said curiously: "Xiangzi, this is strange!"
Qin Xiang asked curiously: "Why is it strange?"
Shen Shiran said: "Rong'er said, your bones were broken because you were fighting for a horse. How come you can still walk?"
"My eldest lady, when did I compete with others?" Qin Xiang said speechlessly: "Besides, what I broke was my hand, okay? Why did you come here to look at my legs?"
"Really the hands, not the legs?" Seeing Jian Rong anxiously wanting to explain, Shen Shiran glared at her secretly, and Jian Rong quickly took back her words.
"Of course it's the hands, not the legs!" Qin Xiang was happy when he saw that she could come back, so he started to argue with her, which was something the two of them had often done before.
"Are you sure it's really the arms and not the legs?" Shen Shiran asked again.
"It's the arms, not the legs!"
"Legs not hands?"
"It's the legs, not the hands!" Qin Xiang looked at the sly smile on her face, but her heart was filled with warmth.
"Ah, it turns out it's really the legs and not the hands!" Shen Shiran nodded as if she suddenly understood.
Only then did Qin Xiang realize that he had been deceived. The girl finally led him to what she said first. But he didn't mind at all. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Girl Shiran, you are asking this matter so seriously. If you don't let me sit on the sofa, you're probably trying to hit me with more sticks on my hands, right?"
"Ah, have you noticed all this?" Shen Shiran stepped back, looking at him with admiration and said: "Confucianism can be taught, Confucianism can be taught, Ronger, hurry up and get the whip Come on, sister wants to help someone break his hand!"
Jian Rong waved her hands repeatedly, but she didn't dare to look for a whip.
"Okay, Shiran, don't be ridiculous. Qin Xiang's broken bones are newly healed. It's not suitable to stand for a long time. Help him over and sit down." Shan Di watched the two enemies quarreling again when they met, with a look on her face. He couldn't help but reveal a soft smile.
"Really? Sister Di, why didn't you tell me earlier——"
Shen Shiran became anxious when she heard this, and quickly came over to support Qin Xiang, but her eyes were filled with autumn water. Together with Shan Di, she helped Qin Xiang sit down on the sofa, looked at him and said apologetically: "Xiangzi, I'm sorry. Well, I originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere..."
Qin Xiang stared at her without blinking and said with a smile: "I know, I don't blame you."
"What they said is true, why do you look at me in such a way?" Shen Shiran felt a little bit caterpillar in her heart when he looked at her, she said coquettishly.
"I'm telling the truth!" Qin Xiang's eyes filled with tenderness and she said softly: "Shiran, thank you. I'm very happy to see you back!"
"Fuck you, you guy. We haven't seen each other for so many days, why do you look like you have honey on your mouth?" Shen Shiran scolded her softly, rolling her eyes at him, but she was filled with indescribable joy in her heart.
What's so good about this playboy? He used to look like a silly goose, but now he's just a playboy. If he has no looks, he's black, even if he's not that ugly. He wants money but no money - - Even if he has some money, he is still a stingy master. He is reluctant to give him a Diao Chan painting painted by Zhang Fei. He is not gentle at all towards girls and often quarrels with others - you tell me. , which man would quarrel with a girl over nothing, and act like a grown man...
After counting down the numbers one by one, Qin Xiang can be said to be useless. But why do I always miss him? I obviously agreed to never talk to him again, but during the days when I left him, I just couldn't forget him. As if I had lost my soul, I said I wanted chicken wings but got chicken legs. I said I wanted chicken legs but got chicken wings. I obviously ate chicken wings, but I tasted the taste of chicken legs. I obviously ate chicken legs, but I tasted chicken wings. The smell (haha, just kidding), when I take a hot bath, I turn it into cold water, and when I take a cold bath, I turn into boiling water (sweat, it’s not that serious, right?) I often wear my underwear and pants backwards, I don’t know...
Ouch, there are too many embarrassing things to say. I obviously turned off my phone and planned to ignore him for the rest of my life, but when Feng Xiaoxiao ran to find me and said that he was seriously injured, I just lost it. He ran over like a ghost, waiting for him to come back...
What do you like about him? Isn't it just to wait for him to quarrel with you, and then dream about this stinky guy suddenly having a bright idea one day and saying a few sweet words to yourself - today he actually broke the rules When the time comes, how can you make her feel unhappy?
(ps: It’s a mess, it’s really a mess. Why is Shen Shiran’s mood so complicated at first? Xiao Ding thinks the male book friends can’t understand it. Are there any female book friends? Can you comment after reading it? Hehe ...It's past three o'clock in the morning. My mind feels a little confused. Should I continue? Take a rest and continue the struggle, but I have to code "Red Dust Cultivation of Gods". It's a pity that the website has no bombs now. Otherwise, let everyone throw some bombs at Xiao Ding. ...)
