Chapter 210 Thank you, Junior Sister, Happy Singles' Day
When Bu Qinghuan woke up from his sleep early the next morning, he just opened his eyes and saw a beautiful smiling face: "Brother, you're awake!"
"Uh, ah!" This was the first time that this happened in Bu Qinghuan's life. You should know that usually, that bad old master would get up later than them all, so when he got up, he would never wake up.
You will see that there are other people around you.
However, when he saw Mei Yinxue's smiling face, Bu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, unable to realize why Mei Yinxue was there.
However, when he saw the people around him, he suddenly remembered that there was a thunderstorm yesterday, so they spent the night in a ruined temple.
Wait, thunderstorm?!
Bu Qinghuan frowned. There was no one who knew his problem best than himself.
Ordinarily, I should have stayed up all night, but, last night, I seemed to have fallen asleep, and slept soundly. What was going on?
"Senior brother, what are you thinking about? Come on, we are on our way!" Mei Yinxue looked at her master's silly face and couldn't help but stretched out her hand and waved it twice in front of Bu Qinghuan's eyes in a funny way.
"Ah, oh!" Bu Qinghuan finally came to his senses and nodded. But when his eyes fell on Mei Yinxue's right hand, he was surprised to find that his younger sister's right hand
It was actually red and swollen, and it seemed that a few finger prints could be clearly seen.
Junior sister, what's going on?
"Okay, senior brother, let's hurry up. We are taking a free bus here, so we must be more active!" Mei Yinxue said as she directly pulled up Bu Qinghuan. Of course, she did not forget to put away the cushion.
stand up.
Bu Qinghuan looked at Mei Yinxue. He must be more active when taking the free bus. What kind of theory is this? How come he has never heard of it.
I got on the third car in the convoy again, and it seemed that I was in the same car with the golden monkey.
But Bu Qinghuan was still thinking about what happened yesterday. He remembered clearly that at the beginning, he still felt the same as before, cold, dark and desperate.
However, later on, there was a stream of heat pouring into his body from his hands, and it was because of this stream of heat that he gradually calmed down.
Heat flow, where does that heat flow come from?
While thinking about it, Bu Qinghuan looked down at his hands. He still vaguely remembered that yesterday he used these hands to tightly hold the source of the heat flow, as if he was a desperate person, tightly
Hold on, that last hope is the same.
hand?
Suddenly Bu Qinghuan's eyes froze, hand?
Bu Qinghuan's eyes trembled slightly, and then his eyes moved from his own hand to Mei Yinxue's right hand, which was holding a wild fruit and teasing the golden-haired monkey again.
My little hand, which was originally white, was only red and swollen.
Then a flash of enlightenment appeared in Bu Qinghuan's eyes, and he understood that the source of yesterday's warmth was his little junior sister's right hand.
The reason why her hands were red and swollen today was because she held them too hard yesterday.
But, why didn't she say anything, or even mention what happened yesterday?
Secretly I said from the bottom of my heart, little junior sister, thank you!