Chapter 8: A Punch Kills You
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Evening starting point.
Han Feiyu sat on the sofa hill on time, turned on the TV, and listened to the news program that was being broadcast.
It didn't take long for two familiar faces of the presenter to appear on the TV.
But Han Feiyu couldn't call the names of the two of them.
Probably most people are like him.
Even if the host has been changed, he doesn't care much about it.
Hua Arm also honestly nestled in Han Feiyu's arms, enjoying the high-level massage of the shovel officer.
Recently, a woman suddenly appeared in its territory, it was Song Yichen.
The cat nest was also moved to the corner of the living room by Han Feiyu, a "traitor", and the empty room was cleaned up and vacated for Song Yichen.
It's very unpleasant, very unpleasant.
Every morning when I wake up, I patrol my own territory as usual. Suddenly, one day you find that a small piece is missing, and anyone will be unhappy.
Of course, Han Feiyu didn't know what Hua Arm was thinking in his head.
While raising his head and listening to the news on the TV boringly, he stroked the little head of the flower arm all the time.
Well, it feels like it's getting rounder.
Even the stomach is the same.
It looked round after eating cat food, lying in Han Feiyu's arms and not moving. It's an honest and honest way that is hard to describe in words.
It's like an old man lying in a rocking chair and closing his eyes and enjoying the sun.
Song Yichen walked out of the room with a glass of water, saw the content on the TV at a glance, subconsciously turned his head to look at Han Feiyu on the sofa, and couldn't help pouting.
This guy is obviously only in his twenties, and his daily life is the same as that of a retired old man.
Drink tea and watch TV.
Go to bed early and wake up early to play with the computer.
At the same time, there are two or three hours a day when the whole person is locked in the room, not knowing what he is doing.
Song Yichen was not curious enough to be interested in his private life, but he couldn't help but complain in his mind about how a person like him, who usually doesn't even go out, could find a girlfriend.
However, what she didn't know was that Han Feiyu didn't have any thoughts about this at all in her heart.
Han Feiyu listened to the news broadcast on TV, and felt that the whole world had become incomparably better, and life was not so boring.
It's really a good medicine to spice up your mood.
"Didn't I say you, are you so bored every day?"
Song Yichen walked over slowly, although the injury on his leg had improved a lot, he had not fully recovered, and it might take some time.
"Woman, what do you know? I care about national affairs, and you know how to worry about the country and the people. Don't bother me while you go. ”
Han Feiyu waved his hand and said impatiently.
"Tut-tut, then your old man is really amazing, come on, don't fall asleep on the sofa, I won't call you." ”
Song Yichen leaned on the sofa, lowered his head and began to play with his mobile phone again.
"Is there anyone playing games together?,Meng Xin, ask for it.,Lori sound!"
Song Yichen opened the mobile MOBA game that had been popular for several years and sent a voice message in the chat hall.
Then he grinned and pulled his phone open and leaned back, waiting for the fish to take the bait.
In one go, you are familiar with the road.
The good guy knows at a glance that it is an old tea master!
Han Feiyu glanced at her coldly angrily, and didn't make a sound, he was used to it.
In these years, as long as it is female and alive, a voice message can attract a large group of guys who want to eat peaches.
Whimsical and straight hook fishing.
One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and there is really nothing to say.
Over there, after Song Yichen sent a voice message, several fish took the initiative to take the bait.
She smiled and clicked on the information to find the fattest fish among them.
Receive party invitations.
Then put on your headphones and start playing.
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Song Yichen's giggling voice came from time to time in his ears, Han Feiyu felt nothing at first, but gradually he suddenly felt a little irritable.
Even he himself found it inexplicable.
Turn off the TV and stand up.
The flower arm that was originally in her arms didn't know when she ran to Song Yichen's side, and lay on her stomach with her long snow-white legs that were exposed.
While rubbing with his head, he occasionally spreads the fluffy pink soles and presses them on them one after another.
The expression is very pleasant and comfortable.
What a lustful cat who forgets his senses.
Sooner or later, one day you will be sent to the pet hospital to be cut.
Han Feiyu walked to the window angrily, pushed open the window, and lit a cigarette with the dark world outside.
Smoke slowly rose from his fingertips until it drifted away.
The sound in my ears suddenly became clear.
The whole world was suddenly extraordinarily quiet.
A cigarette burned out quickly, but Han Feiyu was still unaware of it, until the ash fell on his hand.
The day simply ended.
Ay.
Han Feiyu threw away the cigarette butt that had been extinguished, and then collapsed on the sofa again.
Reach out with your hands, close your eyes, and concentrate.
The sofa, which was not too small, suddenly seemed a little cramped.
Song Yichen, who was concentrating on playing the game, won another game and stretched his muscles happily.
Han Feiyu only felt that there was an extra soft thing near his shoulder.
I thought that it must be the conscience of the big brother with the flower arm and found it, and returned to himself again.
But the moment I opened my eyes, the whole person was not good.
It's like being poured with a basin of cold water in this hot summer.
I saw that not far from his shoulder, near his face, it was not the figure of the flower arm.
It's a pink and tender foot.
There is no doubt that the owner is none other than Song Yichen, who is playing games.
Under the light, the five toes that were crystal clear, gentle as jade, and carefully carved like works of art were only a few centimeters away from the tip of Han Feiyu's nose.
Even a slight over-the-top movement may collide.
Han Feiyu was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.
Over there, Song Yichen was still addicted to the world of the game, and he didn't notice all this.
It's disgusting!
Han Feiyu frowned, only feeling that his dignity as a man had been provoked indescribably.
seems to have regarded Song Yichen's actions as the power of the vicious female partner in the novel, and he is the hard-working but still humiliated heroine of Destiny.
Damn, don't you know that the heroine in the novel will counterattack in the end?
Odd?
Why do you think that?
He's the person who usually doesn't like to read women's novels the most!
Why are you so proficient in substituting into it?
Han Feiyu shrunk his neck back, suddenly feeling that there was something wrong with his thoughts, but he didn't understand what the problem was.
After taking a deep breath, turn your head away and stop looking.
Ostrich thinking comes into play.
Out of sight, out of mind.
However, it didn't last long.
Song Yichen didn't know if the game was not played well, or what, he suddenly let out an exclamation, and kicked his feet a few times dishonestly.
The unlucky ones all kicked Han Feiyu's body, and even kicked him in the head.
Han Feiyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, sat up suddenly, and grabbed her ankle.
Glaring, he said with a little annoyance: "You can play games when you play games, can you be honest?"
Song Yichen raised his head in shock for a moment, and the mobile phone was almost so frightened that it fell from his hand.
“???”
"What's wrong, Cai Wenji?"
"It seems like someone else is talking. ”
The fish in the game who formed a team together all asked in the team's voice.
The character controlled by Song Yichen in the game is a support position hero called "Cai Wenji".
The name obviously comes from the famous talented woman in the history of the Three Kingdoms period.
In her hand, it is to highlight a word.
Mix!
Seeing this, Song Yichen turned off the team's voice.
Just now this game is about to bulldoze the opposite base, and a few stupid fish have to go to the waves, but they don't succeed.
As a result, he was wiped out by the opposite side.
When she thought about it, she couldn't help but get angry.
At the moment, Han Feiyu grabbed her ankle, and she was also confused, mixed with a little grievance.
It is rare to see Han Feiyu angry, especially at her.
It's more of a pretense.
But this time it seems to be a little different.
Song Yichen felt with his keen intuition as a woman that Han Feiyu seemed to be really angry.
In the game, she has been criticized by passers-by and teammates in the spring after being resurrected.
Soon the base was bulldozed backwards by the opposite side.
Ignoring the invitation to start another game, Song Yichen carefully put down his phone.
Han Feiyu had already let go of the hand that was holding her ankle, and was now holding her shoulders with her hands on an unhappy face.
I almost didn't use a pen to write a few big words on my face, "angry".
Song Yichen lowered his voice as much as he could, and coughed lightly, and then tentatively touched Han Feiyu with his still movable leg.
Nothing happened.
Her little face collapsed instantly, and after biting her lip and hesitating, she moved her body, squeezed out a smiling face and leaned next to Han Feiyu, bumped him with her shoulder, and said, "Didn't you just accidentally kick you, I apologize, don't be angry, Xiao Yuyu." ”
"Huh. ”
Han Feiyu still had a cold face and didn't want to deal with her.
"Why don't I give you a beating on the shoulder, it's been really hard for you these days!"
After Song Yichen finished speaking, he straightened his waist and slammed his two small fists directly.
"Hmph. ”
Han Feiyu snorted coldly, but his anger had already disappeared a little.
"Hee-hee-hee. ”
Song Yichen saw that the expression on his face softened, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, Xiao Yuyu was reluctant to be really angry with herself.
"This way, don't knock on the side. ”
"Okay. Sure to keep you satisfied. ”
"Harder, haven't you eaten?"
“......”
"Do you want me to emphasize it a second time?"
"Ah, Han Dogou, you give me some restraint, don't be cheap and sell well!"
"Yo, someone is still so justified in apologizing?"
"Believe it or not, I'm going to punch you to death?"
"Hehe, I really don't believe it!"
"Ahhh
"Boom!"
"Ahem, ahem!"
A violent cough was heard.
It came out of Han Feiyu's mouth.
"Song Yichen!! are you going to knock me to death?"
"Hahaha!"
"You lunatic!"
"Come on, let me beat it again if you have the ability!"
"Get out of here!"