"Zuo Aiai, are you going to murder your husband?" Ji Nanfeng roared in a deep voice, and gasped as he spoke.

The bump was very painful, and my jaw was about to dislocate.

Zuo Aiai bit her lip and looked back at him, her eyes were full of nervousness, but her voice was deliberately indifferent: "Are you okay?" ”

"It hurts!" Ji Nanfeng's sword eyebrows were crouched because of the pain, and the eyebrows were all entangled into a Sichuan character.

Ji Nanfeng's facial features are different from Bo Jin Yu's delicate and handsome other, they are a little tougher, and his chin is like a knife, making his whole person look resolute and domineering.

Because of his years of life in the army, his skin was a healthy wheat color, and at this time, his chin was already flushed, and it was estimated that he was bruised.

Zuo Ai Ailai wanted to ignore him, but after taking two steps, he still couldn't hold back, and said, "I'll go find some medicine for you." ”

Ji Nanfeng behind her gently touched her chin, but the corners of her mouth quietly curved.

Deep eyes stared at her thin back.

If being hit can get her attention, he thinks he can be hit every day.

When such a thought flashed in his mind, Ji Nanfeng himself wanted to laugh at his stupidity.

But that's what he really thinks.

sighed, he had never pursued a girl, and he was also pursued by Ai Zi first, and he really didn't know how to pursue a girl.

Zuo Aiai searched in the room, found the medicine box, and stood up with it.

It's just that when she was holding the medicine box, she was a little depressed again.

Why should I care about him?

What does he care about himself?

Obviously say that you want to hate him, don't be nice to him!

But......

But love, where is it that you love when you say you love, and if you don't love you don't love, you don't love!

With a sigh in his heart, he turned around and walked towards him with the medicine box.

Ji Nanfeng held his chin, looking in pain, and stared at her like that.

Zuo Aiai couldn't hold back a little, and the corners of her mouth turned up a little.

It was the first time she had seen Ji Nanfeng look so pitiful.

In front of him, he has always been domineering and tough, and every time he uses the same set in the army to restrain her, it is simply that those who follow others prosper, and those who oppose others die.

At this time, seeing him holding his chin pitifully, she found it very interesting.

But the corners of his mouth were bent, but he quickly retracted it.

He was laughing at him, but if he misunderstood that he was going to forgive him, he wouldn't be able to!

So the little face was cold again, and after glaring at him, he opened the medicine box, took out the ointment to dissolve blood stasis from it, and then handed it to him: "This is very good for bruising, you can apply it." ”

Ji Nanfeng looked at her, but he didn't answer.

"Take it!"

"You paint it for me." Ji Nanfeng said.

"Love to paint or not!" Zuo Aiai saw that he had to make inches, and he was not happy to help him get the medicine box for a while, and he still said this.

She directly put the bottle of ointment on the table in front of him, turned around and went to take a shower!

Monsoon: ......

Smiling bitterly, he was thinking, should he beg again to pretend to be pitiful?

I didn't understand the girl's mind for a while, and I thought about the little smile that appeared inadvertently at the corner of her mouth just now.

It had been a long time since he had seen her smile.

So Mayor Ji took out his mobile phone, clicked into a popular forum he overheard, and sent a message for help:

[I quarreled with my girlfriend recently, for more than two months, she has been refusing to forgive me, not giving me a good face every day, just now she accidentally bumped into my chin, and then, it seems to be distressed, she has been snubbing me recently and I don't give me a good look, she actually took the initiative to take the medicine box out, but, but refused to apply medicine to me, I asked her to help me paint, she went to take a bath, you say, should I pretend to be pitiful and win sympathy? - Urgent, online, etc., once adopted, there will be a heavy thanks. 】

The help message was sent to the forum, and it suddenly rushed to the latest because of the heavy prize.

Countless messages soon followed.

[Women are soft-hearted, you should pretend to be pitiful. 】

[I can see that your girlfriend still loves you very much, but why do you make her angry? ] 】

[Isn't a quarrel between husband and wife just a quarrel at the head of the bed and a close at the end of the bed? ] It's good for you to coax your girlfriend. 】

[According to this love expert, this landlord must have committed some principled problem! ] It is estimated that pretending to be pitiful has little effect. 】

……

So, there were hundreds of messages at once, but some people said that they could pretend, and some people said that it didn't mean much.

But most of them still said that they wanted to pretend, and they also taught the mayor to pretend to be pitiful and make his girlfriend happy.

Ji Nanfeng heard the sound of the bathroom door opening and calmly turned off his mobile phone.

Gently built on the sofa, without saying a word, his eyes closed, one hand, covering his chin.

Zuo Aiai took a shower and walked out, while wiping her hair with a towel, she walked to the room, and when she passed by the door, she glanced outside the door and saw Ji Nanfeng leaning on the sofa, the ointment was still in place, and it seemed that it was not applied.

Cheap!

If you don't paint, you won't paint!

She wouldn't have applied ointment to him!

Zo Aiai walked straight to the door.

Ji Nanfeng heard her footsteps and seemed to be coming to him, so he thought about it and made a painful look of "......".

Bang!

As a result, a slightly loud closing of the door was heard.

Mayor Ji, pretending to be pitiful, is a serious failure!

Ji Nanfeng opened his eyes, and his cold face showed a touch of disappointment.

He sighed, but didn't go to get the ointment.

This small injury is not an injury at all for him, when he was in the army before, he used to be injured when he was on duty.

Zuo Aiai closed the door, and then laughed.

Walked back to the bed, found the hair dryer, and while blowing his hair, he thought about the southern wind.

……

……

Bo Jinyu returned home at twelve o'clock, and gently pushed open the door, thinking that she should have fallen asleep, but found that the light in the room was still on.

looked at the bed, and saw Ye Anran holding the pillow and staring at him with a pair of big watery eyes, looking at him faintly.

That pitiful look made his heart hurt all of a sudden.

"What's wrong? Why does it look so pathetic? Bo Jin Yu's voice was distressed, and he hurriedly walked over.

When I came to the bedside, I saw Ye Anran gently hugging his waist, burying his face in his lower abdomen, and his voice was muffled: "Husband, I don't feel sorry, I'm just worried about Aizi." ”

"What's wrong?" Bo Jin Yu heard her words and asked softly.

"I suspect that she and Ji Nanfeng have not broken off, and I am worried that she must have encountered some problems."

has been together for more than three years, the two eat and live together almost every day, and they both know each other very well what kind of person they are, which is why she is so worried.