"You...... Why don't you dodge? ”

Yang Lele looked at Han Zhixun's bloodstained arm with a pair of apricot eyes, his hands couldn't help shaking, biting his lip, and his eyes were full of apologies that could not be dissolved.

Damn, Han Zhixun, are you stupid!

Han Zhixun didn't move his arm, looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor and asked, "Doctor, how is it?" ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor nodded, "It's already fine, but I can't exert myself in my legs for the past two days, so I must pay attention to rest." ”

"Okay, thank you." Han Zhixun nodded and smiled, revealing his porcelain-white teeth, changing his style from the old ruffian and evil, but his serious appearance was surprisingly good-looking.

The old Chinese medicine doctor looked at Yang Lele, stroked his beard, and smiled, "Madam, you are really happy, Mr. Han endured the pain just now but didn't say a word, you use such a force, ordinary people can't stand it." Madame is so happy! ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor was full of praise for Han Zhixun, Yang Lele's face was embarrassed for a while, he bit his lip, and wanted to say, you misunderstood, he is not my husband. But look at Han Zhixun, and really say it.

So he smiled, "Yes...... Very happy, thank you. ”

The old Chinese medicine doctor left a bottle of massage iodine wine, and then explained to Han Zhixun: "What about this iodine wine, you first reduce inflammation for your wound, it is summer, it is not suitable for bandaging, but in order to avoid wound infection, try to avoid water, and then, give your wife twice a day in the past two days to massage your wife twice a day on the ankle, gently massage, and it will be fine in two days." ”

Han Zhixun took the iodine wine, "Okay." ”

Sending off the old Chinese medicine doctor, Han Zhixun returned to the hotel room, Yang Lele curled up at the head of the bed, looked at him with an embarrassed expression, his eyes stayed on his arm, and his face was full of guilt, "That, are you stupid, I don't know how to hide if I bite you!" ”

Yang Lele's character, even if he apologizes, he will never let him see it, and his arrogant appearance has not diminished at all.

Han Zhixun looked at the two deep tooth marks on his arm, he was bitten by Yang Lele on his left hand when he was in the bathroom, and now he is bitten on his right hand, this time it's okay, symmetrical.

"Miss Yang, I found that your teeth are very good, what brand of toothpaste, how about I go and endorse them?" Han Zhixun had a helpless expression on his extraordinary face, damn, why did he send his arm up just now?

When Yang Lele held his arm and bit it hard, Han Zhixun was almost instinctive, gritted his teeth, didn't let himself make a sound, and watched her teeth sink deeper and deeper into his flesh, and then ooze out with a piece of blood.

Yang Lele's face turned dark, and he said angrily: "At this time, you are still in the mood to joke, I see that you are still not seriously injured, what about iodine wine here, you still don't apply medicine to yourself to reduce inflammation?" ”

Although he didn't admit it, seeing the tooth marks and blood stains on Han Zhixun's left arm, the more the self-blame in Yang Lele's heart was overflowing.

"Oh? I think I should go for a rabies vaccine now, Miss Yang, do you have a health certificate? Han Zhixun grinned evilly at the corner of his lips, smiling extremely bewitchingly, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes that summoned spirits were charming.

"Damn! Uncle Han, get out of your aunt and grandma! Yang Lele reached out and smashed out a pillow, and Han Zhixun reached out to pick it up, "Hiss!" The movement of his hand tugged at the arm on his hand, and a tingling sensation hit his body.

"You, you hurry up and apply the medicine!" Yang Lele's heart tightened suddenly, "Han Zhixun, don't be reckless, you quickly apply the medicine, reduce inflammation first, or what if you are really infected?" ”

After all, it was because she was injured, if such an obvious wound was seen by Han Youkun...... Yang Lele couldn't imagine that Han Youkun loved his son so much that he couldn't wait to hold it in the palm of his hand, if he saw his son being bitten like this by her, the old man would kill her directly, right?

Han Zhixun didn't listen, walked to the bed step by step without hurry, and then sat down slowly, just looked at Yang Lele's face, and said ambiguously: "What is Miss Yang worried about?" ”

"I'm ......" Looking at the handsome face that was getting closer and closer, constantly magnifying, Yang Lele felt a little short of breath, and the air around him suddenly condensed and became not enough to breathe, biting his lip, "I'm not worried." ”

Han Zhixun deliberately approached her face, and there was only a nose distance between the two, and then Han Zhixun's warm breath sprayed on Yang Lele's face, hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "If I am really bitten out by you, how does Miss Yang plan to compensate me?" ”

Han Zhixun said as his hand slowly pressed on the bed, slowly approaching...... Yang Lele stepped back, but Han Zhixun kept moving forward, until Yang Lele couldn't retreat and stuck directly on the back of the bed, with Han Zhixun's face directly in front of him, staring at himself with a domineering and awe-inspiring momentum.

"Huh?"

A very ambiguous and provocative inquiry, as if a hand pinched the tip of Yang Lele's heart, Yang Lele trembled, and his hand subconsciously pinched the corner of the quilt, "I ......"

"How are you?"

Yang Lele had a plan in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes looked at Han Zhixun's eyes, and then one hand slowly raised, "I will do this!" ”

"Bump!"

Yang Lele hit Han Zhixun's nose with a punch, and then Han Zhixun's muffled snort came from the room, and in the next second, Han Zhixun covered his nose that was hit by Yang Lele's punch, and looked down, "Damn!" ”

Nosebleeds!

"Yang Lele! You want to die! ”

Yang Lele nodded wantonly, "Yes, I want to die, what's the matter?" ”

Han Zhixun took a few tissues and wiped his nosebleed casually, ignoring the tingling sensation on his arm, he suddenly possessed him, and grabbed Yang Lele's slender arm with both hands, Yang Lele stared at Han Zhixun with wide eyes, "You ......"

I didn't say a word, I just felt that my lips suddenly became hot, and a strong pressure came towards me, and the overwhelming momentum completely dominated me with overwhelming possessiveness!

Yang Lele's reason was shattered into slag! I could only stare at Han Zhixun stupidly!

Han Zhixun imprisoned Yang Lele's arm with both hands, raised his eyelids, and saw Yang Lele staring at him, and said three words indistinctly with his mouth close to her lips, "Close your eyes!" ”

As if by magic, Yang Lele closed his eyes stupidly, and after his attention no longer focused on Han Zhixun's face, all his energy was deeply attracted by his lips!

The two pink lips were crushed by him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat the whole into his stomach, Yang Lele jerkily endured his skillful and domineering aggression, and could only silently bear his domineering and ruthlessness.

After a long time, he still tossed and turned her lip line, as if nothing was enough, no matter how satisfied, let go of her arms, and instead inserted his hands into her sides, wrapped his arms around her waist, and completely attached her slender little body to his chest, and the heat between the lips was like a flame about to burn, and it became more and more uncontrollable.

Yang Lele's reason and emotional intelligence have been completely dissolved by him, leaving only numb obedience, allowing him to invade and attack.

"Forehead ......"

After a long time, a tingling sensation suddenly came from between the lips, and the salty and astringent taste mixed with the smell of blood diffused into the mouth, Han Zhixun let go of Yang Lele, who was already stiff, his eyes flashed with ambiguous light, looked at Yang Lele, who had been stupid, and pinched the tip of her nose, "Miss Yang, are you still satisfied with this way of dying?" ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Yang Lele was completely stunned!

After half a minute of silence and the return of the primordial spirit......

"Han Zhixun! You...... You gave me my first kiss! ”

Burst!

Beginning......

"Miss Yang, what are you kidding, Chu? Don't rely on me. ”

"Holy! Han Zhixun, old lady...... Forget it, the old lady should have been gnawed by a dog just now! ”

Yang Lele wiped the corners of his mouth angrily, wiped, and dared to bite her! The lip was bitten by Han Zhixun, relying on it, it's really like acting in a movie, is it considered to bite this mouth?

But just now, it seems that Han Zhixun didn't stick his tongue in? Damn, it's unprofessional! Kiss and kiss a half-finished product!

Han Zhixun's handsome face was so black that he couldn't look at it anymore, "What did you say?" Gnawed by a dog? ”

Yang Lele spat out the bloodshot in his mouth, "Yes! I'm not convinced! Don't accept the battle! ”

Han Zhixun hugged Yang Lele, who was forced to the head of the bed by him just now, leaned over slightly, and said with a smile: "Miss Yang, are you sure you want to fight again?" Fighting again is not as simple as biting your lip. ”

Yang Lele's head was stunned, and then he was silent.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep! You get off to the couch! ”

Han Zhixun looked at the little woman with resentment, "I'm like this, can you bear to let me sleep on the sofa?" ”

Yang Lele looked at Han Zhixun, who was still red with his left and right hands hanging on his left and right hands, and his nose was still red, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, "You are a man, you won't die if you sleep on the sofa." ”

Han Zhixun had no choice but to take out the mentality that I don't care about women, and then lay on the sofa outside, deeply depressed.

Halfway through the night, starlight had already appeared outside the window, Yang Lele, who had slept half of the night, got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, tiptoed, and saw the figure on the sofa when he passed by the living room.

Maybe he was too tired after a day of tossing, Han Zhixun slept very deeply, the starlight and the afterglow of the street lamps outside sprinkled on his face, his nose was still a little red, his slender eyelashes cast a silhouette, and the delicate bridge of his nose and fair complexion became more and more hazy and intoxicating in the night.

Yang Lele bit his lip and tried to reach out and pinch his face, his face looked really good.

After thinking about it, I still gave up, the sofa was not long enough, Han Zhixun's height of more than one meter eight looked very aggrieved when he curled up on it, Yang Lele's heart was slightly hot, in fact, with Han Zhixun's shameless character, he could have relied on it, and she couldn't help it, but unexpectedly, Han Zhixun didn't do it.

Seeing the tooth marks on his arms and the wounds that were still covered with blood, Yang Lele sighed, "Idiot." ”

picked up the iodine wine that was put aside, dipped it in a wet cotton swab, gently wiped off the blood stains on his wound, cleaned the wound for him, Han Zhixun frowned in his sleep, and then continued to sleep.

After cleaning the wound, Yang Lele took a blanket to cover him, and then returned to the bed, but this time, he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.