Luo Nanchu was so angry by his teasing tone that he stopped tears: "It's still ...... Not you......! What a bastard! ”

Because of the choking, the words stuttered. x updates are the fastest

Fu Tingyuan sneered, raised his hand to wipe her tears and coaxed her: "Okay, okay, it's my bastard, it's time to eat, right?" Aren't you hungry yet? ”

Luo Nanchu bit his lip and looked at the smile on his face, he looked really indifferent, from the once high Mr. Fu to the slum, he didn't have any special emotions.

It's too casual to settle down!

I wonder what kind of mood she was feeling?

Luo Nanchu was indignant at the beginning, thinking of the appearance of bruises all over his body, his nose became a little sour, in order not to be ridiculed by him, she lowered her head and stuffed her head to eat.

Fu Tingyuan sat on the side and looked at Luo Nanchu's silent and boring appearance, he didn't know what he was thinking, but his pupils sank slightly.

After lunch, Fu Tingyuan sat on the sofa and watched Luo Nanchu with his head down and cleaning up the table for him.

The length of the chain is not enough to come to the door, but it can only move freely in the house, Luo Nanchu packed up the lunch box, but she couldn't throw it out of the house, she turned her head to look at Fu Tingyuan leaning on the sofa with his face closed and recuperating, he had a deep wound on his face, which had not yet scabbed, and if he didn't take medicine, it was estimated that he would leave a scar.

She glanced at the medicine box he had placed on the windowsill, walked over and lifted it, then climbed onto the man's knee and reached out to hold his face.

Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes and looked at Luo Nanchu with a somewhat lazy gaze.

Luo Nanchu lowered his head and rummaged through his pile of bottles and jars that had stopped bleeding.

There was no label on it, Luo Nanchu flipped through it for a while, and he didn't find out what Fu Tingyuan could use now.

She was helpless, raised her head to look at Fu Tingyuan, and found that the man was also looking at her with his head down, she was so angry that she raised her hand and patted him: "Look at what!" Can't you just help me? "Just let her flip over here!

Fu Tingyuan smiled, raised his hand and picked out a white bottle: "Just ...... This one, right? ”

"Is this muscle-building hemostasis?"

"This bottle looks good."

“……”

"I seem to have an effect here." Looking at Luo Nan's angry appearance, Fu Tingyuan laughed, "There is no such thing as muscle-building." “

It's not easy to survive here, how can people here still sell that kind of plaster powder with a beauty effect. Under normal circumstances, the medical clinics here sell things that can quickly stop bleeding and reduce swelling.

"I know you're happy with my face. Don't worry, I'm a scar-free physique, and the wound will be fine when healed. ”

"You can't be serious!" Luo Nanchu was so angry with him that he wanted to go crazy.

He lowered his head and chuckled.

Luo Nan couldn't do anything when he first saw him like this, so he unscrewed the white bottle in a huff and smeared ointment on his face from it.

The wound was very deep, as if it had been cut by some sharp weapon, and the wound was very thin, Luo Nanchu felt that it should be a blade.

When she thought of this, her heart sank a little.

What is Fu Tingyuan doing, why is he covered with injuries.

What happened in the past two months, how could he come to such a place, and make himself so virtuous.

She pursed her lips and applied the wound to him, then lowered her head and applied ointment to stop bleeding and reduce swelling on his arms and shoulders that were not covered by his bandages.

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