309. Chapter 309 I even admitted my mistake and still call?
When I returned to the hotel, I happened to see Pei Yuan coming out of Xia Yan's room. The moment he saw me, he reflexively stepped back, looking defensive.
I really feel unjust about what happened to Pei Yuan. Who knew he was so fragile and could be injured at the slightest touch, and the injuries he suffered were all unimaginable.
It was like I pushed him before, without using much force, but it made him look like he had been beaten by a crowd, and his face was bruised and bruised.
"Haven't you ever practiced Tietou Gong? Why are you still like this?" Standing two feet away from him, I couldn't help but ask.
Pei Yuan didn't want to talk to me at first, but he was afraid that I would get close, so he said angrily: "Tietou Kung Fu is for hitting the head, not the face!"
After saying that, Pei Yuan then added fiercely: "Don't come any closer, do you hear me?"
I nodded twice.
Pei Yuan glared at me and turned back to his room. Judging from his back, Pei Yuan should be very unhappy at this time. He was unwilling to see Liu Chi continue to work for Xia Yan despite having his own freedom. What was even more unwilling was that
, he can't lie, even if he wants to secretly trap Xia Yan.
When I returned to the room, Xia Yan was sorting out the route map just now. When he saw me coming, he smiled at me and said, "Where did you go?"
I said: "Let's watch Mo Chengjun draw!"
Xia Yan frowned: "What are you painting?"
"This!" I took out the metallurgical rubbings from my pocket. Although they were copied, they were exactly the same as the originals!
Xia Yan took it with a smile and flipped through it like a picture book.
But unexpectedly, half way through, his expression froze.
"Where did it come from?"
"Stealed it, and then Mo Chengjun copied it!" I told him what happened. Of course, I automatically ignored the queen's words. It was indeed a little unpleasant when I first heard it, but when I think about it carefully, Xia Yan is my husband.
, I don’t believe him, but I believe in an outsider’s gossip, which is really inappropriate!
Xia Yan's face was as heavy as water, and he rolled the book into a cylinder. This gesture was a bit like what the teacher who taught me used to do - roll the book into a cylinder, and then hit my head hard like this!
"Ah -" Just as I thought of this, I felt a pain in my head. Although it was not as painful as the one hit by my husband, it still caused a slight concussion.
I covered my sore head and looked at the gloomy Xia Yan with tears in my eyes: "What are you doing?"
Xia Yan held the scroll tightly and pointed at my nose: "Who told you to go? Ah? Why didn't you say hello to me in advance?"
"I……"
Xia Yan hit my butt again. This time it was much heavier than the one on my head. I jumped up in pain and glared at him angrily: "You..."
"Did you type wrongly?" Although his voice was stern, I could hear the worry contained in it.
I covered my head with one hand, held my butt with the other, and took two steps back.
Xia Yan followed up, grabbed my hand, and raised his big hand, as if he was going to hit me again. The moment he was about to wave, I shouted knowingly: "I was wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Xia Yan paused in mid-air and asked coldly.
I turned my head carefully, looked at his cold and handsome face, then looked at the book in his hand, and said cautiously: "I... I shouldn't take the risk of stealing books, I shouldn't..."
Pa... The burning pain hit the back of my hand that was covering my butt. I was holding one hand and couldn't resist at all.
"I've already admitted that I was wrong, and you still hit me?" If he dared to touch me again, I would definitely fall out.
ps: Three long comments, plus three chapters! When I returned to the hotel, I happened to see Pei Yuan coming out of Xia Yan's room. The moment he saw me, he reflexively stepped back, looking defensive.
I really feel unjust about what happened to Pei Yuan. Who knew he was so fragile and could be injured at the slightest touch, and the injuries he suffered were all unimaginable.
It was like I pushed him before, without using much force, but it made him look like he had been beaten by a crowd, and his face was bruised and bruised.
"Haven't you ever practiced Tietou Gong? Why are you still like this?" Standing two feet away from him, I couldn't help but ask.
Pei Yuan didn't want to talk to me at first, but he was afraid that I would get close, so he said angrily: "Tietou Kung Fu is for hitting the head, not the face!"
After saying that, Pei Yuan then added fiercely: "Don't come any closer, do you hear me?"
I nodded twice.
Pei Yuan glared at me and turned back to his room. Judging from his back, Pei Yuan should be very unhappy at this time. He was unwilling to see Liu Chi continue to work for Xia Yan despite having his own freedom. What was even more unwilling was that
, he can't lie, even if he wants to secretly trap Xia Yan.
When I returned to the room, Xia Yan was sorting out the route map just now. When he saw me coming, he smiled at me and said, "Where did you go?"
I said: "Let's watch Mo Chengjun draw!"
Xia Yan frowned: "What are you painting?"
"This!" I took out the metallurgical rubbings from my pocket. Although they were copied, they were exactly the same as the originals!
Xia Yan took it with a smile and flipped through it like a picture book.
But unexpectedly, half way through, his expression froze.
"Where did it come from?"
"Stealed it, and then Mo Chengjun copied it!" I told him what happened. Of course, I automatically ignored the queen's words. It was indeed a little unpleasant when I first heard it, but when I think about it carefully, Xia Yan is my husband.
, I don’t believe him, but I believe in an outsider’s gossip, which is really inappropriate!
Xia Yan's face was as heavy as water, and he rolled the book into a cylinder. This gesture was a bit like what the teacher who taught me used to do - roll the book into a cylinder, and then hit my head hard like this!
"Ah -" Just as I thought of this, I felt a pain in my head. Although it was not as painful as the one hit by my husband, it still caused a slight concussion.
I covered my sore head and looked at the gloomy Xia Yan with tears in my eyes: "What are you doing?"
Xia Yan held the scroll tightly and pointed at my nose: "Who told you to go? Ah? Why didn't you say hello to me in advance?"
"I……"
Xia Yan hit my butt again. This time it was much heavier than the one on my head. I jumped up in pain and glared at him angrily: "You..."
"Did you type wrongly?" Although his voice was stern, I could hear the worry contained in it.
I covered my head with one hand, held my butt with the other, and took two steps back.
Xia Yan followed up, grabbed my hand, and raised his big hand, as if he was going to hit me again. The moment he was about to wave, I shouted knowingly: "I was wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Xia Yan paused in mid-air and asked coldly.
I turned my head carefully, looked at his cold and handsome face, then looked at the book in his hand, and said cautiously: "I... I shouldn't take the risk of stealing books, I shouldn't..."
Pa... The burning pain hit the back of my hand that was covering my butt. I was holding one hand and couldn't resist at all.
"I've already admitted that I was wrong, and you still hit me?" If he dared to touch me again, I would definitely fall out.