Chapter 225: You're a Spicy Chicken

On the way home, Leng Mo held the steering wheel in his hand, and the sports car drove smoothly on the asphalt road. On both sides of the road, buildings and trees are rapidly falling backwards.

He stared ahead, his face grimacing, silent.

Qin Chenchen didn't know why, "Why are you keeping a straight face?" ”

Leng Mo pursed his lips, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Qin Chenchen was touched with a gray nose, and he couldn't help but feel bored. This guy has always been moody, he doesn't say it, and she doesn't bother to ask.

The car returned to Leng's house.

When he got out of the car, Leng Mo asked a question, which made Qin Chenchen feel inexplicable.

He asked, "Can you still go?" ”

Qin Chenchen was confused, "Why can't you go?" I didn't hurt my leg. ”

I saw Leng Mo curse with a dark face, looking very annoyed.

Qin Chenchen's eyes crossed with a trace of doubt. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

Qin Chenchen injured his arm, but it was actually nothing serious, but it was a little troublesome. That is, the doctor ordered that her injuries should not go into the water.

It made her feel embarrassed, she had to take a shower.

The splash of water in the bath will spill on the arms anyway, and it is impossible to do without touching the water.

Qin Chenchen was struggling with whether to change the bath to a wipe bath when Leng Mo came in.

He asked, "How's your arm?" ”

"What else?" Qin Chenchen muttered while rummaging through the wardrobe, "The doctor said that you can't touch the water, so I can't even take a shower." ”

"I'll wash it for you."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Then, Qin Chenchen looked at him with a dark face, "I just injured my elbow, and I can still work by myself for the time being, and I don't have to ask your eldest young master to help personally." ”

Leng Mo's handsome face was a little embarrassed, but he was as calm as he was, and he curled his lips and laughed ruffianly. "Are you shy?"

Qin Chenchen's face instantly warmed up, and she grabbed a doll and smashed it at him.

"Get out!"

Leng Mo pursed his lips and turned to walk out of the room.

Autumn is a little cooler after the sun goes down.

It just so happened that it had been raining continuously for a while, and the temperature in City A was even lower.

Cold Pudding touched the goosebump on his arm, and followed Angel with a fart, and he asked, "Hey, man, aren't you cold?" ”

Anqi held an umbrella, looked up at the gray sky, and replied coldly, "It's not cold." ”

After speaking, her beautiful eyes turned and her gaze fixed on the cold pudding.

Autumn in the south has a problem. It will be cold to wear one, and it will not be too hot to wear two. Cold pudding prides itself on being strong and strong, adding clothes, which is not needed and does not exist.

An Qi hooked her lips and curled a sarcastic smile: "Senior brother, I didn't say you, it's only been October, and you are frozen like this." Tut-tut, you're a spicy chicken and the chicken didn't run away. ”

A cold wind blew, and the cold pudding was shivering, and I thought that I should listen to my mother and put on a coat this morning, otherwise I wouldn't be frozen like this now.

He glared at Angel, "Aren't you a spicy chicken?" Have the ability to take off your clothes. ”

Angel tightened the denim jacket on her body, and her tone was a little proud, "No, how warm it is to wear a coat." ”

Cold Pudding gritted her teeth hatefully: she definitely did it on purpose, she definitely pulled hatred.

Another cold wind blew, and this time, the cold pudding sneezed directly.

Angel shook her head helplessly, "Why don't you go back?" Don't practice today, anyway, you're in your third year of high school, and your studies are so heavy. ”

Cold Pudding pinched his stuffed nose and said in a hoarse voice, "No." ”

"Alright then, let's go."

There was a traffic light ahead, and Angel and Cold Pudding stopped.

Cold Pudding couldn't help but complain: "Didn't I say you, man, why do you insist on walking to and from school every day?" Don't you have a private car to pick you up? ”

Angel glanced at him coldly. "You think everyone is like you, pampered, and your fingers don't touch the spring water. What's wrong with walking to and from school? Those who practice martial arts, can't they go this way? ”