Chapter 411: Who's Who
"Come, Miss Hongluo, this is your medicine." Chunxin handed over the medicine that had been prepared.
Hong Luo took the medicine and did not leave immediately, but said to Jiahe: "Brother Jiahe, you take care of your body, if the injury is serious, it is better to seek medical attention as soon as possible." β
Chunxin's face suddenly lengthened, isn't she a doctor?
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Jiahe smiled, "That's fine." β
Chunxin's face continued to elongate, how did she think that Jiahe meant to just fool around?
Calm and calm, don't be restless because of a sister paper, there is a beautiful man next to you, you may not have to face how many big girls and little daughters-in-law you want to pounce on in the future.
Seeing that Hongluo walked to the door with the medicine, Chunxin said slowly: "That Hongluo girl, the small shop is operated by a small capital, and there is no credit." β
Hong Luo was stunned, then her cheeks flushed slightly, she only cared about talking to Brother Jiahe, but she forgot that she was buying medicine, and of course she had to give money when she took the medicine.
Before Hong Luo took out the money, Jiahe patted Chun Xin's shoulder and said, "Forget it, Hong Luo, she is like my sister, just a little medicine money, don't worry so clearly." β
Your sister, oh, that's your sister. If it was for Jiahe's sake that he was injured and was slapped by himself, Chunxin really wanted to pick him up and throw him over, that is your sister is not my sister, what kind of favor do you do with my medicine.
But she just didn't break out, just nodded and said, "Oh, your sister, isn't there a saying that your own brother has to settle accounts?" She didn't continue, because if she continued to talk about it, she might have to mention the reopening of Xinjiang, although she now understands the entanglement between Jiahe and the reopening of Xinjiang. But it's better not to mention that topic.
"Okay, okay. That's on my head. Jiahe waved his hand indifferently. My brother can still afford this money. β
Hong Luo hurriedly stepped forward and said, "How can you let Brother Jiahe break the bill, besides, I originally had the medicine money." β
I always thought that whenever Jiahe called himself "brother", Chunxin knew that Lu Dao was aimed at herself, but this time, she suddenly didn't know whether Lu Dao Jiahe was for her or Hongluo.
Directly ignored Jiahe's outstretched hand. Chunxin quickly collected money to find money, and waved goodbye to Hongluo warmly.
Meow, finally sent away. Chunxin let out a long breath and wanted to start interrogating Jiahe immediately, but he didn't know what kind of expression he should face Jiahe when he turned around.
"Xiao Chunxin is jealous."
Jiahe's voice came from behind him, with a shallow smug smile.
"You're glad you're jealous, aren't you?" Chunxin turned around quickly and glared at him viciously, "Take it off for me!" β
"It's violent." Jiahe looked at Chunxin aggrievedly, but he obediently took off his shirt in his hand.
Again I saw the large bruise on my chest. Chunxin was still frightened and happy, shocked that he didn't know who or something caused such a serious injury. Fortunately, the bones were not broken, if the ribs were broken and poked in, maybe it was not Jiahe who dragged Bufei back, but Bufei came back with Jiahe's ashes jar - with Bufei's temperament, he may not even bother to hold the ashes.
Carefully smeared the prepared ointment, layer by layer to coat all the wounds, Chun Xin exhaled softly, she had never practiced martial arts, if she learned what to descend the dragon eighteen palms, she would have to change her practice every day in the future.
"It's really a good medicine, I suddenly feel much more comfortable, and I don't feel painful or stuffy." Jiahe looked at Chunxin in surprise and praised vigorously, "Xiao Chunxin will sell this medicine at a higher price, and he will definitely make a lot of money." β
Chunxin pouted, why don't you say that after applying my medicine, your waist is not sore, your legs are not painful, and it is not difficult to kill five people in one breath.
"Who is that Red Luo girl?" Let's get straight to the point, otherwise this guy will definitely ramble a lot.
"I'll just say you're jealous." Jiahe pulled up his shirt with a smile and smiled very happily at Chunxin's elongated little face.
"Don't talk about pulling down." Chunxin rolled her eyes and turned to continue dispensing.
Sure enough, it's the grumpy little spring heart that is the most likable. Jiahe smiled and did not continue to speak, but held his chin in contemplation.
I couldn't hear someone's movement for a long time, but Chunxin was a little unaccustomed to it, and turned his head to look, but he almost crooked his nose in anger.
A pervert who was injured and untruthfully sat and rested was there with one hand on his cheek, and the other hand holding a brush and scratching on the paper, and then looking at the paper......
If Jiahe dared to say that the thing that was not a human pig or a pig was her, she would cut him!
Seeing Chunxin turn his head, Jiahe hurriedly lifted the masterpiece that the ink had not yet dried: "Xiao Chunxin, do you see that I painted a portrait of ......" Seeing that Chunxin's face turned dark, he immediately said quickly, "Does it look like a little brother?" β
β¦β¦ She would rather admit that it was her than admit that it was Bufei, and she always felt that whether she nodded or shook her head, it was a blasphemy against beauty.
"Bu Fei, who is that Red Luo?" Forget it, the question that the dead pervert doesn't want to answer, it's useless how many circles she goes around, it's better to change people.
Who knew that Bufei didn't move, and after a while, he raised his head and asked her: "You, like Jiahe?" β
What is this...... Chunxin asked Cangtian speechlessly, is there a group of creatures with communication barriers around her.
Ke Bufei still asked reluctantly: "Do you like Jiahe?" β
"Why do you ask this?" Chunxin was helpless, she knew the stubbornness of this kid, if she really admitted it directly, would he mumble "My things are even the corpse mine" and turn her into a corpse.
Damn Bu Zhiyun, why are you inducing Bu Fei to make him think he likes me. You are a princess of the county, why do you love the profession of matchmaker so much? Look at me, I have never been mixed with messy love and love since modern times, and I have been focusing on pharmaceutical development for six years, and my conscience in the industry.
"Do you like Golden Harvest?" Bu Fei still asked, he felt that Xiao Chun's eyes looking at Jiahe seemed to be very similar to Sister Yun's eyes when she sometimes looked at King Rongjun.
"yes, yes, I like him, okay?" This kid is endless......
At the moment when Chunxin admitted it personally, Bu Fei's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Chunxin raised her gaze and tilted her head slightly to look at Bu Fei: "Xiao Feifei, it seems that I told you a long, long time ago that I am not yours." When you chased you to the ruined temple, I also said that I was not yours. And then you came to me, and I said that I am not yours. You believe that I am yours only because your father arrested me and threw me to you, but did you make such a unilateral determination with my consent? Or is it okay if I live or die, and if I really make a corpse of yours, you will be satisfied? β
She really didn't want to say it directly, but she knew that if there was no hope, it was better to give way to Bu Fei as soon as possible, this child was too simple, too paranoid, if it dragged on for a long time, it would be more difficult for both her and Bu Fei to get out. Therefore, paranoid children are the most difficult to deal with.
But, then again, that one over there wasn't a good bird either. Meow, that guy is just waiting for her to admit it in person, look at his smile with a bright spring face, do you think you are a spring pig Bajie?
Is it okay to live or die? Bu Fei looked at Chunxin steadily, if it was a corpse, a Xiaochun who couldn't speak, would he still think it was his own?
My stuff, even the corpse, is mine.
Shouldn't that be the case? But he intuitively didn't want a lifeless Koharu.
Even the obvious confusion was revealed, how entangled you are. Chun Xin sighed, the life mentor spiritual doctor Shenma, it seems that she still has to make a cameo: "No one in this world must be who, unless she thinks so from the bottom of her heart." Xiao Feifei, I'm not yours, but I think there must be someone in this world who will be yours. "There should be, Bu Fei, this kid is paranoid, cold, and vicious, in fact, there are still a lot of advantages, such as being able to needlework, cooking, and beauty...... Comfortable room IKEA.
Will there be someone who must belong to her? Bu Fei looked at Chunxin, then shook his head slightly, and said firmly, "You are mine." β
Depend on! I just said it in vain, I worked so hard to explain you, I rarely will explain people's creation! Chun Xin was so angry that he grinded his teeth and said fiercely: "I'm not yours." β
"You're mine."
"It's not."
"Yes."
β¦β¦ Don't be so naΓ―ve. Chunxin was speechless and could no longer answer.
"Xiao Chunxin, now that my brother knows how good my brother is, my brother has never embarrassed you so much." Jiahe smiled and boasted on the side.
Chunxin rolled his eyes, you have a lot of things to embarrass me, but you don't go around in circles with me like this kid.
Can't she be like she was in the mountains, she is his, she has always been his. Bu Fei looked at Chunxin, and when facing herself, she never seemed to have so many so interesting expressions.
Silent again? Chunxin glanced at Bu Fei, and sighed helplessly, forget it, she said everything that should be said, and it still depends on the kid himself to really figure it out.
"In short, both of you are injured, take care of your injuries first, your body is the capital of death, your health is not good, see how you get out of the body to toss." Chun Xin said while wrapping the medicine with the good Lu, one pack is Bufei, and the other is Jiahe, which has to be boiled separately.
"Okay, well, I'll listen to you." Jiahe nodded immediately, and continued to clean up his rival by the way, "However, I see that the little brother seems to be extremely dissatisfied with me, so let's send him back, otherwise what should I do if he sneaks up on me in the middle of the night?" β
"Then why don't you go to that Hongluo girl, you go to her house." Spring is not happy, you are patronizing and suppressing your rival, don't forget that there is a sister Hongluo who has not explained.
Being mentioned to Hongluo again, Jiahe shook his head and smiled, leaned on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly, narrowed his narrow eyes and asked lazily, "Xiao Chunxin, do you believe my brother?" β
Believe in him? This "letter" seems to be too one-sided, but it gives a specific indicator.
After staring at Jiahe for a while, Chunxin pursed her lips and spit out one word: "Letter." β
She didn't know what she wanted to believe, but she just wanted to believe it. (To be continued......)