Dongfang Xing immediately tightened his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms, a little bit annoyed: "You are too involved in other people's affairs."
Xiahou Huan'er was very innocent: "Master Xing, I just talked nonsense with him, and you still want to feel bad about it?"
"I'm not happy because you put your mind on other things." He is a very possessive man.
Xiahou Huan'er put her hand on her forehead and felt a little bit dumbfounded. She might have to suffer from this man in the future.
But she doesn't reject this feeling. Maybe this is the so-called lover's eyes can't tolerate a grain of sand!
Commonly known as committing a crime.
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Just when Luo Yusi was looking for Ao Bing and was about to go crazy.
Ao Bing was having a great time playing in the uninhabited canyon.
Occasionally she would miss Lois, but there were so many interesting things in the canyon that her attention was quickly diverted.
One moment I was running to flapping butterflies, the next moment I was chasing the little white rabbit all over the ground, the next moment I was running to the stream to catch fish and shrimps...
Before he gets tired of playing these games, Luo Yusi's figure is destined to be left out in the cold.
The man lying on the ground with injuries all over his body began to repair itself after sucking her blood.
But the situation was not optimistic, because his mind went blank and he could not remember anything.
He only remembered the clear and childish laughter that kept coming to his ears, which miraculously calmed his violent and anxious heart.
Ao Bing, who was tired from playing, finally remembered that he still had to take care of the sick weirdo.
When she ran back to him, she saw that he had opened his eyes and was looking at her for a moment. She couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey, uncle, you're awake."
Uncle?
Is he that old?
The man barely raised his upper body, and the handkerchief on his forehead fell off. He picked it up and saw that the handkerchief was very delicate and beautiful. It could be seen that it was for girls, and there was also the word "ice" embroidered on the corner.
Aobing immediately stretched out his hand towards him, with a sweet and childish smile on his lips: "Uncle, this is my handkerchief."
"Yours?" The man's voice was hoarse.
Ao Bing nodded fiercely: "Yes, you were sick, so I lent you the cold compress. Now that you are better, you can give it back to me."
The man looked at her, and from her face, he thought of eight words: innocence and purity.
There was a faint feminine fragrance coming from the handkerchief, and he was a little reluctant to return it to her.
He looked at her with longing eyes: "Can you give me this handkerchief?"
"Ah..." Ao Bing shook his head in embarrassment: "This is the handkerchief Yu gave me. I can't bear to part with it."
The man's heart sank, his scarlet eyes flashed slightly: "Who is Yu?"
Ao Bing frowned, immediately reached out and snatched the handkerchief back from his hand, stuffed it into his pocket as a treasure, pouted and said, "Yu is Yu, I can't give you the handkerchief." If Yu knew that she had
He will be very angry if the handkerchief he gave him is lost.
A violent evil spirit suddenly flashed in the man's scarlet eyes, and he was about to explode.
Ao Bing suddenly raised a sweet smile: "I still have a lot at home. I'll give them to you when I get home."
The man looked at the innocent and childish smile on her face and found that he could not get angry.
"My name is Ao Bing, you can call me Bing Bing, what's your name? I seem to have seen you somewhere, but I forgot your name." Ao Bing reached out and scratched his head, asking in distress.
