Ning Zao was trembling, feeling that Huo Feng's fingers touching her face were like a knife blade scraping a little bit.

As a result, I didn't expect that he would say such things.

He spoke word by word, slowly, but also firmly.

Not a joke, not a joke.

Every word was like a hammer hitting her heart.

What a nice thing to say.

It's no wonder that countless people like to listen to nice words.

Really, nice words can make people happy.

And she felt that she was even happier than ordinary people at this moment.

In fact, since she was a child, no one has ever said anything to protect her.

She has no parents to rely on, no relatives and friends to help her, she has always faced everything alone.

But how happy she was, and how sad she was.

Whoever said that, she might believe it.

But Huo Feng's words, can she believe it?

She couldn't believe it, and she couldn't believe it.

Because this person is the villain in this world, and he is the villain who is obsessed with the heroine to death.

She raised her eyes slightly, avoiding Huo Feng's gaze and staring at Huo Feng's lips.

The shape of his lips is really good-looking.

She is not a little girl who likes to be a nymphomaniac, nor is she a person who only looks at her face, but Huo Feng's face is countless times better than the little fresh meat in the entertainment industry, and his edges and corners and momentum that have been polished through wind and frost are not comparable to any fresh meat.

Lin Yao boasted that he was good-looking, but Ning Ning felt early that Lin Yao's face was not even worthy of lifting shoes for Huo Feng.

With such a good-looking face dangling in front of his eyes every day, Ning Zao was not only not immune, but sometimes, he involuntarily became a nymphomaniac.

With a good-looking face, just admiring it, I feel that the world is really beautiful.

And the good-looking lips, the more I look at it, the more I want to get started and pinch it.

"What are you looking at?"

Hearing Huo Feng's question, Ning Zao almost didn't hesitate for a moment, and replied to him: "I'm looking at the stubble on your chin." ”

She muttered, "If you look closely, you have a lot of stubble on your chin." ”

Huo Feng snorted coldly: "Can a man without slag be a man?" ”

Although Huo Feng said this, he thought a little aggrieved in his heart, this little thing seemed to be still disgusted with his age, and he hated him for growing a beard.

The beard grows quickly, and it has to be shaved once in the morning and once in the afternoon, and if you are not careful, a green shadow will appear.

He had felt that the beard growing so quickly represented his own exuberant male hormones, the embodiment of a real man.

But being so disgusted by her, he suddenly felt that his beard had grown too fast, hey.

Ning laughed early, and she touched his chin with her hand, feeling the itching sensation of those little stubbles pricking his hands.

Is this a plucking of the tiger's head?

She actually felt that this stubble was quite comfortable to touch.

"I didn't even realize you had stubble before."

Huo Feng said sullenly: "The one who doesn't have a beard is a eunuch." ”

But at first, she thought he was a eunuch who was injured in a car accident and injured his third leg. But I'd never say it sooner rather than later.

She touched it and whispered: "Actually, no one else can hurt me, I've not been a good child since I was a child, when others beat me, and when I can't beat me, I will always secretly do bad things to retaliate, and I will always take revenge." So in my opinion, those who hurt me are not called hurting me, because I will pay it back even more. ”