Chapter 7 Aren't You Afraid of Thunder?

"It's just a little boy who hasn't grown any hair, and this girl is not interested in eating tender grass!"

Lin Wen's cheeks were flushed after drinking, although she said it reasonably, but the movements of her hands obviously betrayed her, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, her green fingers pressed the slit of the skirt, covering the faint calf.

"Haven't you grown any hair? Little boys? ”

It seems that he was stimulated by Lin Wen's gentleness, and his cold heart was full of strength, and he drank the liquor with a clatter, and the fifty-six degree two-pot head went down to his throat, and his stomach was hot for a while, and he couldn't help but breathe no matter how much he could drink.

Rusi's charming eyes caught a glimpse of the cold heart and drank almost half a bottle of Erguotou in one breath, as a "man's wife", Lin Wenrou was not happy, without saying a word, she raised her neck and continued to deal with the wine bottle in her hand.

That posture, no matter how you look at it, is like borrowing wine to kill your sorrows.

Especially there seemed to be a sparkle in her eyes, as if it were—tears!

"Don't ......"

Noticing that there were tears circulating in Lin's gentle beautiful eyes, Hanxin frowned slightly. Subconsciously got up, bypassed the dining table, and reached out to snatch the wine bottle in Lin Wenrou's hand, but coincidentally, he accidentally tripped over the table leg, and the whole person threw himself directly towards Lin Wenrou.

"Oops......"

The cold heart fell very skillfully, and with Lin Wenwen's exclamation, his whole person was directly planted in Lin Wenrou's arms.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Lin Wenrou's body, Han Xin felt that he was confused, especially the soft feeling coming from the palm of his hand......

"Chill! You bastard! ”

After being stunned for half a second, Lin Wenrou, who was lying on her back on the sofa, burst out without warning, and a sip of white wine sprayed directly on Hanxin's face, and at the same time, she struggled to get up from Hanxin's arms, covering her chest with her hands, and escaped into her bedroom like a streamer.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled thud, and the bedroom door was slammed shut.

Sitting under the sofa, the cold heart with a dull expression opened his mouth, staring at his hands without blinking, and his mind was full of the dreamy scene where he had just suppressed Lin Wenrou impartially.

"Alas, I'm a cheap hand!" After a long time, I sat on the sofa with a cold heart, looked at the messy dinner table, and couldn't help but curse secretly.

Originally, he was going to drink some wine with Lin Wenrou, and by the way, he was going to learn from each other, after all, Lin Wenrou was the head of Osmanthus Village, the general existence of the soil emperor, and he had just arrived, so he should have a good relationship with the other party, but he never thought that things were messed up.

Just when he was worried about whether Lin Wenrou would let himself roll up and leave early in the morning, suddenly, Lin Wenrou's bedroom door opened again.

Subconsciously, Hanxin looked at Lin Wenrou's chest at first glance, and sure enough, the placket at Lin Wenrou's neckline was slightly wrinkled, and the greasy paw prints could be faintly seen.

"Village Chief Lin, who are you?" His heart was empty, and he just glanced at Lin Wenrou's neckline and quickly moved his gaze to Lin Wenrou's hands raised above his head.

Women are sensitive, how could Lin Wenrou, who was carrying the futon, not feel the chill and glanced at herself? Secretly gritted his silver teeth, eager to bite the chilling posture to death. But she finally held back, and with a hard throw of both hands, she threw the futon on top of her head into the cold.

"It's autumn, it's cold, there is no heating and air conditioning in our village, it's better to chill you!"

"Kneel to the village chief Xie Lin!"

Chilling and overjoyed, he quickly jumped up and caught the futon, he could see that although Lin Wenrou was hot, he definitely belonged to the kind of woman with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

For a woman with a glass heart, the biggest nemesis is a cheeky man who can climb up the pole, and it is obvious that the cold heart belongs to the existence with a thicker skin than the city wall.

After taking the futon that fell from the sky, Han Xin said cheekily: "Village Chief Lin, I think the sofa in the living room is a little narrower, why don't I sleep in the bedroom?" ”

"Want to sleep with this girl? There are no doors! Lin Wenrou's face was cold, and she was about to retreat back to the bedroom after dropping this sentence.

"Uh......" Hanxin didn't expect Lin Wenrou to say so directly, he didn't know how to answer for a while, seeing that Lin Wenrou was about to slam the bedroom door again, he quickly blurted out, "I don't want to sleep with you, I want to sleep in the bedroom!" ”

"You'd rather sleep in the bedroom than with me, that means this girl might as well attract you to the bedroom?" Lin Wenwen turned around with interest, her hands on her waist, a pair of beautiful eyes staring straight at the cold heart, and the cold heart was hairy for a while.

"This ......" Han Xin was really out of words, because he suddenly realized that no matter how he answered, he would jump into the pit that Lin Wen Rou had dug.

......Seeing that Lin Wenrou, who was embarrassed by the cold heart, and deliberately kept a straight face, Lin Wenrou suddenly laughed, the kind that bent over with a smile, and the flowers and branches trembled all over his body, and his mouth was dry for a while.

However, her laughter lasted only a few breaths......

Without warning, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky!

"Boom ......"

With the sound of thunder, Lin Wenwen's face, who was originally smiling happily, changed, and was replaced by a panic at a loss.

"You're not afraid of thunder, are you?" Noticing the change in Lin Wen's expression, Han Xin couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Who's afraid of thunder?" Lin Wenwen gave a cold look and choked unconvinced.

"Boom ......"

There was another thunderclap, and a lightning bolt like a silver snake snaked down from above the nine heavens, almost slashing at the gate of the courtyard.

"Ah......h

Lin Wenrou couldn't hold back any longer, and while she exclaimed, she squatted directly by the door, holding her head in her hands, trembling in awe.