Chapter 312 Boiled in warm water An An monthly pass 100+
He Anan glanced down, and in the night, he couldn't see clearly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fan Xuezhi looked at He An'an's movements of looking down, the corners of his mouth were crooked, the expression in his eyes was meaningful, and he rarely showed a trace of bad looks, and asked, "What are you looking at?" β
He Anan raised his head, staring at Fan Xuezhi with a pair of beautiful eyes: "Look at you!" β
Fan Xuezhi suddenly approached, hugged Xiao Xiaozhi, and bumped He An'an's wrist hanging from his waist, his eyes were slightly evil, and he glanced at He An'an's delicate face: "Big, right?" β
He Anan's face turned red, his thin ear pinna was a faint red, his eyebrows were bent delicately, his eyelids were slightly lowered, his thick eyelashes were gently fanned, and he gritted his teeth: "Get out!" β
Fan Xuezhi smiled and kissed her: "There are two of them, which one do you want to let go?" β
When He Anan heard this, his face turned even redder, and he was about to burn.
Fan Xuezhi looked at the person faintly: "An An, blushing?" β
He Anan raised her eyes and glared at people, and suddenly crashed into a pair of dark bottomless eyes, with anxious eyes that wanted to devour people, and that gaze was like a huge net without gaps, entangled her firmly.
He Anan was a little fascinated by these eyes, and his heart was soft, completely from the closeness of his heart, and he wanted to express his love with his lips.
Fan Xuezhi hugged the person fiercely, with great strength, and panted with his chest against his chest.
He Anan was unprepared, exclaimed in pain, and hurriedly gritted his teethγγγγγγ
When Fan Xuezhi's waist rod was suddenly frozen, he buried his face in He An'an's neck socket, He An'an was motionless, and the breath around his neck was hotγγγγγγ (Like you, I hate ellipses deeply!) Gnash one's teeth! Whew!! οΌ
He Anan didn't dare to delay for too long, simply tidy himself up, and had to sneak back before Zhang Jing woke up and found out.
Fan Xuezhi hugged her, and reluctantly kissed her forehead, eyes and cheeks.
He Anan hugged him back: "It's too long to be discovered, I have to go back." β
Fan Xuezhi muttered, slimy: "I really don't want you to go." β
He Anan stretched out his hand and rubbed his stinging head, held it and kissed him on the head: "I really have to go!" β
Fan Xuezhi was angry, his mouth was pouting, he didn't speak, and it was rare to show a childish appearance.
He An'an softened, and kissed this person's mouth: "Good!" β
Fan Xuezhi immediately smiled, looked satisfied, and carefully escorted He Anan back to the room.
He Anan tiptoed back to the bed, Zhang Jing was sleeping soundly beside her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and lay on her side and hugged half of the quilt, pressed her face and rubbed on it, and a pair of bright eyes flashed with the unique sweetness in love.
When she got up early, Mrs. Fan set up a table with a rich breakfast, and everyone gathered at the table to eat lively.
Mrs. Fan gossiped with He Jianfang, Zhang Heng carefully served dishes to Zhang Jing, Fan Xuezhi would answer two sentences when asked, and the rest of the time he was listening carefully, but the hand under the table quietly stretched out and put it on He An'an's lap.
He Anan was stunned for a moment, for fear of being noticed, gritted his teeth and endured, gently bumped Fan Xuezhi with his leg, and warned with his eyes: Don't go crazy!
Fan Xuezhi smiled under his eyes, and deliberately touched He An'an's thigh upwards.
He Anan was so angry that he stretched out his hand to stop him, Fan Xuezhi grabbed He Anan's hand, and the two intertwined their fingers, silently enjoying the rare taste of snuggling.
Fan Xuezhi gently swiped He An'an's palm with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth couldn't control a little smile.
Fan Xuezhi's hint was too obvious, He Anan couldn't suppress his emotions a little, and the expression on his face was a little unnatural, so Fan Xuezhi was reluctant to let go of his hand.
Fan Lao silently picked up the soybean milk bowl, blocked the expression on his face, and sat in front of him The two bear children were tinkering under the table, moving back and forth, what kind of person is Fan Lao, I can't see that they are making small moves below, although I can't see what they are doing, but just looking at the unbearable look on the face of the stinky boy who has always had no expression, and He An'an's gritted teeth and obvious forbearance expression, I know that this stinky boy must have done nothing good!
Fan Lao silently took a sip of the soy milk in the bowl, and sighed in his heart, this special mother stinky boy, I really don't know who I followed! I thought it was an elm pimple, but I didn't expect itγγγγγγ It's really good!
In the afternoon of the same day, He Jianbin hurriedly called over and asked He Anan to prepare, and he immediately came over to pick up people and go back to He Anan's grandfather's house together.
He Jianbin only briefly explained on the phone, her uncle asked someone to call, and she was admitted to the county hospital.
When He Anan heard this, he immediately became anxious, hurriedly changed his clothes, and waited for He Jianbin to come over.
As soon as Fan Xuezhi heard that Uncle He An'an had an accident, he was also anxious and wanted to follow, but he had no position, so he could only be anxious.
He Jianbin quickly rushed over, He Anan trotted all the way to the car, and followed He Jianbin to his grandfather's house.
Fan Xuezhi instructed her in the back: "Don't forget to call home if you have something!" β
He Anan waved his hand.
Fan Lao stood behind, looking at Fan Xuezhi's earnest appearance, he was about to die, he frowned and muttered: "Where is her house?" This is obviously my home! β
Mrs. Fan listened and gave him a blank look: "Half of the neck is buried in the soil, why do you still want to occupy the house?" Won't this be my eldest grandson's house in the future! What does it have to do with you! β
"Hey!" Old Fan scolded Mrs. Fan: "Long hair and short knowledge!" β
Mrs. Fan was not angry with him at all: "Just your hair is short!" Knowledgeable! I didn't see where it was long! β
Old Lady Fan glanced at him, snorted coldly, and turned her head back to the house.
Fan Xuezhi sent He An'an away, drooped his head, and walked listlessly to the house, when he passed by Fan Lao's side, Fan Lao turned his head at him with the muzzle of the musket: "It's not that you won't come back, look at what kind of expression you have!" β
Fan Xuezhi replied sullenly: "Hmm." He didn't even lift his eyes and threw it, and kept walking back to the room.
Fan Lao was hung at the door, annoyed and angry: "Hey! What's the matter, there's really no place for me in this house? None of them take me to heart! β
Fan Lao raised his feet and walked out of the door, and the guard threw garbage just in front of the door, and when he saw it, he asked him, "Where is this?" β
Fan Lao: "Old He's family!" β
As soon as He Anan got into the car, he hurriedly asked He Jianbin: "Dad, how is my uncle?" What the hell is going on? Why did you get injured and hospitalized? β
He Jianbin stepped on the accelerator all the way, and he was also anxious, focusing on the road conditions while telling He Anan what had happened.
He Anan only then knew that Aunt Dong specially called this morning to report the news, Wang Shangzhi is now in the hospital, he was stabbed in the stomach with a fruit knife, and now he is undergoing surgery.
On the phone, Aunt Dong only said that she had fought with Brother Diao Yunfeng, and she couldn't understand it on the other calls, so she could only go to the place and interrogate in detail.