Fang Hua realized that he had missed his mouth, so he hurried over to make up for it, kissed him on the forehead, and then hugged him to sleep.

"Fang Rong's hands are cold." Fang Hua held his hand, "Give Fang Rong warmth." ”

Fang Rong's face softened a little, he belonged to the similar group of cold hands and feet when he was cold, his hands and feet were always in a cold state, not so much punishing Fang Hua as punishing himself, Fang Hua was fine, he was about to freeze to death here.

Fang Hua sandwiched his feet between his legs and warmed his hands and feet.

Anyway, he was quite satisfied with his performance, and there was no overnight feud between the husband and wife, so he reluctantly forgave him.

Fang Rong thought about it and gradually fell asleep, and was woken up in the middle of the night by Fang Hua talking in his sleep.

When I heard it carefully, it was, "Fang Rong can't close his legs by my grass." "Giggle (*)*)

(▼ dish ▼ #).

"Fang Rong can't close his legs by my grass." Keep giggling (*)*)

(▼ dish ▼ #).

"Fang Rong can't close his legs by my grass." Still giggling (*)*)

(▼ dish ▼ #).

Do you still want little Tintin?

He kicked over, Fang Hua woke up suddenly, glanced at no one else in a daze, hugged him and kissed him and continued to sleep.

Fang Rong's face was flushed, all kinds of grievances, this bastard, he definitely didn't dream of anything good, he was actually hard, and he kept rubbing him with his lower body.

(▼ dish ▼ #).

Fang tolerated and pretended not to know, but Fang Hua became more and more excessive, as if he was conscious, picking his clothes and rubbing them on him.

In the end, he actually put his hand deep, and one pressed him hard and squeezed in.

(▼ dish ▼ #).

Fang Rong's heart was broken, and he was forced to accompany him to finish a game, thinking that he could sleep, who knew that this was the beginning, and then he did it two or three times in succession before letting him sleep.

The next day, the first reaction was to beat Fang Hua, but Fang Hua seemed to realize that he was wrong, he cleaned up the house and cooked a bowl of vegetable soup, not to mention the taste, it was barely able to eat.

He also took the initiative to kneel beside the bed, Fang Rong unconsciously shouted water, and the water came immediately, so now most of his anger has disappeared.

Forget it, whoever made him older than Fang Hua would have to accommodate if he didn't accommodate.

Fang Rong propped himself up, and just as he was about to get up, Fang Hua hurriedly held him down, "I'll go to set up a stall today, Fang Rong just lie down." ”

Fang Rong's expression was stunned, this guy would finally hurt people.

"Yesterday, Fang Rongcao's legs couldn't be closed, and Fang Rong needs to rest."

(▼Dish▼#), don't mention that you will die?

Fang Rong raised his foot to kick him, but Fang Hua didn't hide, he took a few kicks from him with a smile, and then held his ankle and put it in the quilt, "It's cold outside, Fang Rong will sleep for a while." ”

Fang Rong was indeed very tired, so he pulled the quilt and covered his head and fell asleep again.

When he woke up, he found that he was in the market, Fang Hua carried the plank, and he didn't feel anything on it.

The ground not far away was paved with animal skins, and there were two stalls of wine on it, which he had brewed together at that time, and there were still two bottles in the space, and they would be re-brewed after they were sold.

Fang Hua didn't know where he went? Not there.

Fang Rong lifted the quilt and found that he was not wearing clothes, he was very embarrassed on the street, and there was nothing to cover.

He retracted into the bed, dressed in the cover, and came out when he was ready.

There was a crowd gathering not far away, and the sound of fighting came, Fang Rong folded the quilt and leaned over to look.

The market here is quite lively, and there are not only lion tribes of animals within a radius of a hundred miles, but also some small foxes and the like, because the two have no interests.

The lion hunts large herbivores, and the fox hunts small mice and other animals, and the two eat differently, so naturally there is no grudge, so they can go in and out together.

The story of the fox and the fake tiger is not unreasonable, after all, the races are different.

Fang Rong opened the crowd and saw that it was Fang Hua who was fighting inside, and there were several males from the lion tribe, three of them were very familiar, if you looked closely, weren't they beaten by Fang Hua and then forced people to come over to buy wine?

People are now bringing a wave of people to find the field.

Sure enough, it's better to do business honestly, you see the trouble it causes.

Fang Rong changed his perspective and continued to look.

There were six people standing opposite Fang Hua, one fell on the ground, and one was supported by someone.

This guy hasn't used force for a long time, I didn't expect it to be so powerful, when he was in the military region, he swept all over the world, and defeated a group of orcs, such as orangutans, experiments, leopards, etc., and the assistance of the supernatural is not an opponent, and now he simply kills the lion tribe in seconds.

Speaking of which, one is a cat in its original form, and the other is a lion, no matter how you look at it, Fang Hua suffers, but he is a person with multiple abilities, and if he doesn't have one more ability, his body will be a little stronger.

One ability is about ten times stronger than ordinary people, and two are doubled, about thirty times stronger, just like a shopping mall discount event, buy an old price, buy two and give you one, one plus one equals three.

The more abilities Fang Rong has, the stronger all aspects of his body will be, whether it is speed, strength, or vision, or reaction ability, brain computing ability, carefully calculated hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people, in this case, it would be a shame to lose again.

I don't dare to call myself the first person in the military region, and the nth person in the military region is about the same.

Sure enough, there were constant changes on the field, and in the end, Fang Hua had the upper hand, and his abilities were used in turn, with wood support, fire main attack, ice range attack, and gold melee, his multiple abilities took advantage of the time and place, no matter where they were, they were all beneficial to him.

In the end, the two sides turned into their original shapes, and several majestic lions were huge, and the lion roared to the sky, attracting more and more people to watch.

A pair of silver wings on Fang Hua's back spread out with a bang, fully stretched three or four meters away, and his hands fell to the ground, gradually turning into a silver giant beast.

When he was angry, his eyes were blood-red, his retractable nails and teeth were exposed, and his broad wings waved and flew into the sky with all his might.

Roar!

His roar was magnificent, and an invisible coercion approached, and the small and big beasts in the vicinity bowed down one after another, and some knelt down directly.

At this time, Fang Rong, who was still standing up and didn't feel it, was particularly obvious, he was not an orc, and he couldn't sense that invisible pressure.

However, I can vaguely feel that Fang Hua is not the same now, just like being in a work mode, which is completely different from the usual homely mode of treating him.

His limbs stepped in the air out of thin air, his wide wings were extended, his eyes were blood-red, and his fangs were faintly exposed, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a fierce beast could not be provoked, and Fang Hua, who usually ate honey and touched and kissed at every turn, was completely in two states.

？ Oh no, this guy actually has the spirit of a king.

The female next to her pulled Fang Rong's sleeve and asked him to lower his body, and Fang Rong squatted down cooperatively, allowing Fang Hua to finish the force.

Fang Hua also pretended to be addicted, and it took a long time to reince himself up, and he flew down honestly, and returned to his dead-skinned and rotten face, and the other party hugged and hugged him to kiss him.

He is not ashamed, after all, he just pretended to be so big.

Fang Rong pretended not to know him, returned to the stall by himself, and wrote a sentence on the back of the signboard.

"Ten pounds of meat to start with a fight."

According to Fang Hua's trend, there must be many people who are not convinced, it is not common for gangs to find him to fight, rather than being a thug for free, it is better to charge two dollars.

"Do you have an opinion?" Fang Rong glanced at him.

"Nope." Fang Hua, who did something wrong yesterday and knelt all night, and couldn't close his legs in the middle of the night to Fang Rong, was extremely well-behaved and looked stupid, (*)*).

"It's good if you don't have it." Reward touching the head.

Fang Hua took the initiative to lean his head and exposed his ears for him to touch.

His ears belong to his sensitive parts, and they are red when he touches them, but he still likes them, and there is no way.

Fang Rong rubbed his dog's head, asked him to set up the plank, and then took out the tools to set up the stall again, and made a few dishes, he made a lot of money yesterday, which is a good start, he is interested today, and he is ready to cook a few good dishes.

What he is best at is carving, cutting vegetables on tofu and carving flowers, which no one can do, and if he doesn't have special abilities, he can't do it.

However, even if this kind of fine work is made, no one appreciates it here, so Fang Rong made a few dishes similar to sweet and sour tenderloin, braised fish, salt and pepper pig's trotters, etc., and basically made a few large pots to sell a few large pots.

Fang Hua sat lazily in the chair, put a tile porcelain jar on the table to collect money, let the guests add it themselves, and after adding the money, he also prepared a wooden barrel for washing dishes, which contained water and cleaning things, so that the guests could eat and wash the dishes by themselves, and put them back after washing.

Fang Rong knocked him, "Why aren't you lazy to death?" ”

He knocked Fang Hua to move, he didn't knock Fang Hua and continued to shrink lazily in the rattan chair, the small fans one by one, very chic.

"Fang Rong went to study medicine, I'll do it here." Fang Hua waved his fan to urge Fang Rong.

Fang Rong's face was full of suspicion, Fang Hua was like this when he was there, squeezing toothpaste, squeezing it out a little, if he didn't squeeze it, it would be gone, if he left, Fang Hua wouldn't be able to go to the sky? 166 Reading Network