Chapter Seventy-Seven: Who Is He?
The Deepavali was really tired of running, she panted and leaned against the gatehouse, stopped to rest, at this time, Ah Qiang strode from a distance, and the Deeper saw that he was out of breath, and turned around to enter the house, but was pulled by Ah Qiang.
"Why are you angry, did you fall and hurt just now?"
"It's all your fault, you have to drag me to dance and make me ugly, hum."
The demon slayer raised her foot and kicked Ah Qiang as if she was angry, but Ah Qiang subconsciously avoided it, and she almost fell on her stomach, which made her even more angry.
Seeing that the demon slayer pursed her mouth, her eyes were dripping, and her anger was bulging, Ah Qiang was really afraid that she would be accidentally angry, so he grabbed the wrist of the demon slayer and hit him in the chest.
"You fight again, this time I promise not to dodge."
It hurts, the demon slayer instantly turned red, this person is afraid that it is made of iron, how can he have such strength, the demon slayer retracted the wrist that was scratched by him and rubbed it.
Ah Qiang is at a loss, he is a native of the seaside, with a lot of strength, but he has never seen such a delicate girl, it will hurt if he catches it, and he doesn't make any effort, but now in this situation, the apology is right: "I'm sorry, I hurt you, otherwise, I'll stand still, you can fight by yourself, as long as you can dissipate your anger."
"You said it." The demon slayer raised his hand to fight, thinking of his impregnable body, for the sake of his own hands, forget it, but she was angry, so what should she do, she was angry, and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, until she saw Ah Qiang's face distorted and discolored, and then she gave up.
"I'll spare you this time, and next time I make a fool of myself, I won't spare you." The Demon Slayer raised what she thought was a big casserole fist and turned into Chu Jinghuan's room.
Ah Qiang outside the door bent over, covering his waist that was not too painful, his heart was sweet for a while, he grinned, his rough voice, singing mountain songs, and limped away beautifully.
And inside the house, the demon slayer widened a pair of fox eyes, the small mouth was covered by a pair of big hands, and the whole person was fixed by the door, when he saw the person in front of him clearly, the demon slayer jumped to his throat happily, but in front of Chu Jinghuan's gloomy face, she began to be stunned, how did she offend him?
"Who is he?"
"Hmm~" The demon slayer was covered with his mouth, and he couldn't speak at all, Chu Jinghuan saw her pitiful appearance, after all, he couldn't make up his mind, he had a tiger face, but his hand gently pressed her to the edge of the bed and sat down, and he moved the stool and sat opposite her, looking like you don't want to leave if you don't make it clear today.
"When did you wake up? Ami got married today, I'm too busy, you woke up and didn't see me, you must be frightened, right? The demon slayer was so happy, he couldn't stop talking to himself, completely ignoring Chu Jinghuan's black cauldron face, which became more and more ugly.
Chu Jinghuan jumped up, pressed his hands on the side of the demon slayer demon, stared at her condescendingly, endured his anger, and asked through gritted teeth, "I asked you who is that man outside?" “
The demon slayer was asked, who is it? Who is it to say, looking at Chu Jinghuan who was close in front of him, he was still so good-looking, the demon slayer was distracted for a while, and completely forgot to answer, she subconsciously stroked his chin, a layer of black velvet stubble scratched her palm, he lost weight, his cheeks were slightly sunken, well, it's time to learn to cook, let him eat his own cooking, raise him fat, thinking of one day in the future, Chu Jinghuan is chubby, with a big belly, the demon slayer sneered~ Happy.