Chapter 217: Tsundere Senior, Too Awkward (65)

"Of course you want to go to me, where else do you want to go?"

The two braved the rain and walked forward for a while, and luckily came across a taxi.

When they arrived at Huo Hanfeng's house, both of them were about to be drenched in soup.

"Hurry up and wash up, gonorrhea and see who will take care of you."

As soon as he entered the house, Huo Hanfeng urged Su Qiao to take a hot bath.

Su Qiao stood at the door and didn't move: "I want to go back to my old house." ”

Huo Zhenting will definitely not give up.

But she can't be a killer directly.

And now she is not strong enough to fight against the Huo family.

So it was decided to avoid it for the time being.

In the original world, she could kill the old poisonous ghost ten years after being refined into a medicine man, relying on forbearance.

Huo Hanfeng was stunned: "What's so good about the broken house?" ”

That place must have had a lot of bad memories for her.

Seeing that Su Qiao was silent, he felt that his words were a little hurtful.

He coughed lightly twice in disguise, softening his tone:

"Ahem, I haven't lived for so long, there must be a lot of ash in it, and I won't be able to live for a while, so let's live here first!"

Su Qiao thought about it for a while, and finally decided to stay here for one night first.

Because I was soaking wet, I couldn't help but shiver.

Only then did she feel a faint cramping pain in her stomach.

"Cold, huh?"

"You deserve it, who told you not to listen to me?"

Huo Hanfeng's mouth was unforgiving, but he ran into the bedroom neatly, and quickly took out two new white towels, one large and one small.

Stuffed directly into her arms: "Don't be stupid, hurry up and take a hot bath." ”

"Oh."

Su Qiao's face was a little pale, and he obediently entered the bathroom.

[Host, what's wrong with you?] 444 sensed something was wrong with her.

Su Qiao twisted his eyebrows slightly: "I have a stomachache." ”

[How can I have a stomachache?] Is it because it was raining just now? 】

Not really, right?

The host's body has been strengthened with a booster.

This little rain should not be a problem for her at all.

Su Qiao stood by the bathtub, looking at the hot water slowly flowing into the bathtub, and thought for a while before finding the crux of the problem.

"I'm going to have my period."

"This body has menstrual cramps."

When I was a child, I was hungry and full, and no one cared about it when it was cold and frozen.

So although I look fat, I actually have a very weak physique.

Every time I have my menstrual period, I will be in pain for a long time before I get a little better.

In addition, it was raining just now and I was a little cold, so it is strange that my stomach does not hurt.

444 was stunned: [That...... Would you like to drink some spiritual spring water? 】

"You think Lingquan is omnipotent?"

Su Qiao was lying in the bathtub, his breath was a little weak: "I should be fine when I sleep." ”

Outside, Huo Hanfeng took a quick cold shower, and then rubbed his ankles with medicinal oil with cracked teeth.

When Su Qiao came out in a set of white home clothes, he immediately stuffed the medicinal oil behind him and got up from the sofa.

"You sleep in my room tonight, and the sheets and pillows have been changed."

"What about you?"

"I'm a big man, just deal with it on the couch for one night."

Su Qiao walked over slowly and picked up the bottle of medicinal oil directly from under the sofa cushion behind him.

Huo Hanfeng scratched his wet hair, his expression was embarrassed: "Ahem, that ......."

Su Qiao sat next to him, with no expression on his face: "Feet stretched out." ”

"Oh." They had all been discovered, and Huo Hanfeng could only obediently stretch out his feet.

Su Qiao poured the medicinal oil into the palm of his hand, and quietly took out a drop of spiritual spring from the space grid and mixed it in it, bowed his head and helped him rub his feet unhurriedly.

For a while, the room was quiet, except for the strong smell of medicinal oil lingering on the tip of the nose.

The slender and slender hands look unusually white and tender against the backdrop of the bronze ankles.

The warm touch of the palm seems to warm directly to the bottom of the heart.

Huo Hanfeng's face became redder and redder, and finally even his earlobes were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood.

Su Qiao rubbed it for a while, making sure that the medicinal oil and spiritual spring had penetrated into it, and then stopped.

"Okay, don't exercise vigorously just yet."

Her voice was a little low, and she sounded a little weak.