Something that doesn't fight

"Warm Warm...... Can you untie it for me? The two of them went on like this for a long, long time, so long that he thought she was asleep.

Bai Nuan put his head on his shoulder, took two steps back, and looked at him.

I was overly emotional just now, and now I'm going to do it.

"Why are you over there?" Bai Nuan spoke, "Lie to me, you try." ”

The little bamboo horse is thick-skinned, don't give him any threats, is she really a bully?

An Yang was silent for a moment, his dark eyes heavy: "I'm sorry Nuan Nuan, I can't tell you." ”

He always regarded Bai Nuan as a powerless person.

I'm afraid that my own affairs will hurt her.

Bai Nuan put the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, lifted the hem of his skirt in front of him, and watched him quickly move his gaze, the tips of his ears slowly turning red, "Look at me." ”

"Nuan Nuan ......" Anyang was a little embarrassed.

Bai Nuan pulled out the knife that was close to his skin and looked at him expressionlessly, "See?" ”

In front of him, she glanced at the tree next to him, and the knife in her hand was thrown out directly, straight into the trunk, and shook twice.

She's telling him that she can fight the dangers, and that she's not as useless as he thinks.

"I'm the host of today's banquet." An Yang opened his mouth, his voice was a little dull, "Nuan Nuan took me away, and they probably have to look for me everywhere." ”

Bai Nuan: "......" still blames her?

The big guy is not in a very good mood.

"Nuan Nuan, will you let me go?" He always used such a tone and asked her softly: Is it good?

Bai Nuan walked over without a trace, pulled out the knife, and cut the rope.

"And this." An Yang turned her back to him and motioned for her to untie the strip of quilt cloth tied to her hand.

Bai Nuan glanced at him coldly, walked to the other side, opened the car door, pulled his collar, and dragged the person over and stuffed him into the car.

"Bang-" She slammed the door shut, and she stepped into the back seat.

The interior lights were turned on in the car, and the car that Bai Nuan drove was Tang Zhizhou's.

Tang Zhizhou's favorite thing is comfort, and the space in the car is large enough.

She sat on the side, flipped out the medicine box, hydrogen peroxide and anti-inflammatory drugs, and took a cotton swab.

Will she care about the others?

No matter what, whatever they want, anyway, he is her person, she will take it back, regardless of his identity.

Bai Nuan was very stubborn, and pushed An Yang, who had just sat down, on the chair with a cold face, holding a cotton swab in his right hand, and reaching out to unbutton him with his left hand.

The shirt on his body is a little wrinkled, there is no brand, and it is custom-made by eye.

It seems that over the years, there is at least no problem with his living environment.

Anyway, it also made her feel a little relieved.

Bai Nuan's face did not change and unbuttoned his two buttons, revealing his bloody shoulders.

She bit hard, and there was a lot of blood.

Bai Nuan stared at the wound for a while before he moved, and his hanging eyelashes trembled slightly.

A cotton swab dipped in hydrogen peroxide and wiped it little by little.

This hurt a little, but he didn't shout, he lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Nuan, her dress...... It's really a bit too much to outline the figure.

An Yang was a little blushing when he saw it, and forced his eyes to take his eyes off the snow-white back.

But unconsciously, he moved up again.

Over and over again, Bai Nuan noticed it, didn't speak, and still did what he was doing.

An Yang's throat was a little dry, and he was pressed with dryness, and he ruthlessly moved his eyes, afraid that he would surprise his warmth.

However, in some places it is not very obedient.

Something that doesn't fight.