Chapter 903: Han Che's stinky dog
Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ รท small? Say โ', provide you with wonderful novels to read. The next day, the sun was shining, Wumeng was awakened by the sun's rays, and looked at the people lying beside him, and his face was flushed with anger.
Damn it, she said she would be comfortable later, but she hurt all night, and until now her body is sore, so painful, like being crushed by a carriage.
Wumeng was wrapped around Han Che's long arms, Han Che slept very peacefully, and his handsome face looked even more beautiful in the early morning sun.
After last night's toss, he seemed to be in better spirits, his face was like jade, his cheeks were pink, and he didn't look like a person who had been tired all night.
Wu Meng was so angry that she wanted to kick him on the foot, and suddenly she remembered what Han Che had said, if his poison was cured, he would forget about last night, and she should have subdued him before he woke up.
The two of them were lying together, covered with his own robes that Han Che didn't know when he had found them from the bushes, but under her legs was Wumeng's skirt, which made her stay for a while.
Although Han Che didn't wake up, his arms were forcefully restraining her, and as long as she moved, Han Che might wake up.
Wu dreamed about it, stretched out two fingers and pointed at his sleeping hole, and before Han Che could wake up, he fell asleep again.
Wumeng tried to struggle from him, good guy, she was still tied so tightly even after being pointed, fortunately she was not a helpless woman.
pinched the numb hole of his arm hard, Han Che's hand finally let go, Wu Meng got up from him, grabbed his skirt and put it on, stood up and kicked Han Che's waist: "Dead guy, I was very happy to bully me last night, and I let you forget it all like this, I feel unbalanced no matter how I think about it!" โ
Wu dreamed that he had to leave some evidence of being bullied. ใๆโๅปโณๅฐโ่ชชโณ็ถฒ Qu ใ
lest when it is useful in the future, Han Che will not admit it.
Wu dreamed about it, took out a packet of medicinal powder from his waist, and sprinkled it on Han Che's back at once, and the medicinal powder penetrated into his skin, instantly forming a pink mark in the shape of a chrysanthemum.
Wumeng clapped her hands, looked at the chrysanthemum and hooked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, the medicinal powder given by the princess's sister-in-law always has some effect.
Patting Han Che's handsome face that was sleeping peacefully, Wu Meng took out a dagger and scratched a scar on his neck.
engraved a few big characters: Han Che stinky dog.
Don't deceive him at this time, and when he waits, Wu Meng looked up to the sky and laughed three times.
After everything was satisfied, Wu Meng took away the robe covering Han Che's body, threw it on his shoulders, and walked away.
Song Yi was woken up by Changkan to eat breakfast, and after breakfast, she went to find Wumeng, who was not in the same yard as her, and she wanted to ask about last night.
If Han Che is really interested in the fake Wumeng, then Mengmeng will be safe in the future.
As soon as I walked out of the yard, I saw Wu Meng's delicate figure jumping out of a bamboo forest.
"Dream dreams!" Song Yi stopped her, seeing the shadow under her eyes, it was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night.
No, when I saw her in the room yesterday, didn't I sleep so soundly?
"Sister Yiyi." Wumeng called her sweetly and wrapped her arm: "Sister Yiyi, I'm so hungry, tired and hungry, quickly reward me with a few mouthfuls of food, this is your territory." โ
Song Yi poked her forehead: "Where are you from, how are you in the bamboo forest?" โ
"It's nothing, I went to teach a little dog, I'm so sour, Sister Yiyi, give me a pill." Wu Meng naturally wouldn't tell Song Yi that she had made Han Che's antidote last night.
In exchange for his own future sky.
Song Yi took out a bottle of medicine from her waist and gave it to her: "Didn't sleep well last night?" โ
"Not good, not good at all, quite bad." Wumeng poured out the pill and swallowed it in annoyance.
Song Yi smiled: "Let's go, take you to dinner, and then sleep well." โ
Wumeng shook his head: "No, no, no, you can't sleep, didn't your bamboo horse cut off your head at noon today, we have to go to the execution ground." โ
Wumeng's children were tossed by Han Che all night last night, but they didn't forget their mission.
"I don't think we need to do it." Song Yi pursed his lips: "Unfortunately, I was deceived by him to come to Qi Kingdom." โ
"What? Yin Li Falcon is not going to be beheaded? Wu Meng's eyes widened, wouldn't it be even more wronged for her to run over and become Han Che's antidote!
"It's true to cut off the head, but it's also true that he has a way to solve it, let's leave it alone, anyway, it's better to visit the Seven Princes' Mansion of the Qi Kingdom." Song Yi rubbed Wumeng's head and pulled her to find the dining room.
Wumeng had the urge to cry, so she fell into a trap for Shenma Xiaoyi and pitted her.
Yin Li Falcon, this girl is not finished with you!
Is it really good for Wumeng's children to be so angry?
It had been an hour since Han Che woke up from his sleep, and the sun was shining directly on the earth, and he was dazzled as soon as he opened his eyes.
My mind was in a mess, and I didn't know where I was.
It's just the sudden coldness from his body that makes him realize that he is naked.
Han Che's blue eyes instantly regained their clarity, sat up, and keenly observed the surrounding environment, how could I be here?
How can he be naked, and his white skin is covered with red and purple scratches, and his hand strength and strength are scratched by a woman.
Red fruit all over the body, scratches on the body?
Could it be that he was used by a woman?
Why doesn't he remember anything!
Han Che stood up calmly, picked a banana leaf to cover his important parts, and then began to search for his clothes by the pond.
As expected, the robe didn't exist.
Apparently taken away.
Han Che stood a little messy in the wind, and he didn't understand how he could have fallen to such a point.
There was a pain in his neck, Han Che touched it with his hand, felt a scar on his neck, hurriedly walked to the pond and took a photo, and his face turned black in an instant.
The words on the neck are not only ugly, but also very violent.
Who is such a big dog who dares to scold him and leave this kind of scar on his neck.
Han Che's eyes turned cold, he used leaves to cushion the grass, sat down cross-legged, and concentrated on practicing.
The way he looks now, he won't be stupid enough to run out of this backyard for others to see.
If he doesn't show up, naturally someone will come looking for him.
Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, Changkan found the edge of the pond.
Seeing the smooth back by the pond, but the little boy who was sitting there practicing the exercises very naturally, Changkan's whole person was Spartan.
The little boy really deserves to be the little boy, even in this situation, he can be so frank and unrestrained, without the slightest sense of embarrassment.
This is not something that ordinary people can do!
"Little boy, how were you last night?" Changkan leaned over and knelt down on one knee in front of Han Che.
When he looked down, he saw where Han Che was blocked by a leaf the size of two palms.
OH, who will tell him that the little boy will fall into this kind of field for the sake of the gods.
The little boy is world-famous in martial arts and extremely smart, but he will be stripped naked and it will be his turn to cover it with leaves.
Who did this, it's so talented.
Han Che opened his eyes and glanced at him lightly, Changkan snorted, will the little boy kill him? Reading, a better reading experience.