Chapter 992: Can anyone explain
Genius remembered for a second, "Love โ รท small? Say โ', provide you with wonderful novels to read. When Feng Zhongliu and Gong Qing arrived, they saw a broken arm, and most of the guards of the Heavenly Pavilion fell to the ground.
I can't help but be surprised, such an amazing destructive power, it's still not human.
Just as he was surprised, there was an angry roar from inside.
The two looked at each other, broke in, and instantly petrified.
Who is the coquettish man in the room!
"Lady, don't be angry, do you have a brain pain, I'll blow it for you, and it won't hurt if you blow it." Han Che said as he put together his sexy Jiang thin lips and covered Wumeng's mouth.
Wumeng is a little insane, who will stun this man for him.
Wu Meng bit his lip angrily, and Han Che screamed in pain: "The lady bullies people." โ
Wumeng wanted to cry a little, who would tell him what the hell was going on with this swollen thing.
Feng Zhongliu and Gong Qing were also stunned, something was wrong with Han Gongzi, very wrong.
Wu Meng looked up and saw Feng Zhongliu and Gong Qing, and asked for help with a bitter face: "What else are you two looking at, hurry up and pull him away!" โ
She came to Kwai Shui, and now Han Che is pressing her so hard that her blood is constantly flowing, but she is afraid that the sheets will be stained again.
Wu's heart is gone.
Han Che suddenly put his nose on and sniffed, and asked with a vigilant face, "Lady, are you injured?" Who hurt you? โ
Wu Meng's face was white and red for a while, and he glared at him with his cheeks puffed out: "You get out of here!" โ
The wind came back to his senses, and he stepped forward to pull Han Che, but when Han Che, who had just returned to the living treasure, saw him approaching, it was like a hedgehog opening its thorns and ignited a layer of killing intent, and the cold sword in his hand rattled.
"Don't come here." Han Che's eyes were shining, and he stopped the wind in his steps.
Feng Zhongliu asked speechlessly, "Han Che, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" โ
Han Che gave him a blank look: "What's the matter with you, I'm here to find the lady, the lady hasn't told me who hurt you, I'll see where you're bleeding." โ
Wumeng raised his hand and stroked his forehead, so he wanted to slap him to death.
"Can you tell me where he came from and how did he get pumped like this?" Wumeng raised her eyes and looked at the wind and asked.
Feng Zhongliu and Gong Qing also shook their heads very depressedly.
They also wanted to know if this Han Che was the Han Che they knew, and why his painting style had changed so much.
Han Che's hand was already lifting the quilt, Wu Meng sat up in fright and grabbed his hand: "Don't move!" โ
Mom, there are other men here, so he lifted his quilt, and this thing couldn't be gnawed by a dog.
"I'm fine, not hurt...... Please don't press me, if you press it any longer, I'll really hurt myself, do you know that you weigh like a bear. "Wumeng is suppressed.
Han Che, who looks like a hedgehog like this, probably no one can do anything to him.
Now we can only start with a wave.
Han Che shook his head: "No, the lady is injured, I smell blood, I want to help the lady heal." โ
Damn, this Han Che, whose brain was gnawed by a dog, is quite sensitive.
Wu dreamed about it, and said helplessly to the wind: "The wind is less, you go out first, I'll take care of him." โ
They retreated and tried to close the door for her, but found that the door had been split in half, and one side was hanging on the door frame, and half of it had flown into the yard, and the wind was blowing into the house.
Feng Zhongliu and Gong Qing sympathized with Wumeng in their hearts.
No one knows what the hell is going on.
The two of them are also exhausted, one is still lying on the bed, and the other has already chased after Qi Guo.
"Han Bull, you let go, I'm not hurt, it's just a woman's normal bleeding." Wumeng didn't know how to explain it to him.
But if you don't explain, it is estimated that this Han bull will really rip off her pants to see where she is bleeding.
If you don't do it, you have to stop the bleeding from her, it will be a big mess.
Han Che stared at her and shouted, "Beautiful man, husband." โ
Wu Meng frowned puzzled: "What a beautiful man." โ
Han Che looked at her very seriously and said, "You should call me a beautiful man, I am not Han Bull, lady." โ
Wumeng really wanted to squirt him to death with a mouthful of salt water.
"Okay, beautiful man, do you understand what I just said, my bleeding is a normal person, and women will be like this, you don't have to look at it." Wu Meng suppressed the fire and pressed it, and calmly took away Han Che's big palm that was holding the quilt.
"The lady said that if she wasn't hurt, she wasn't hurt, I listened to the lady." Han Che smiled when he heard this, and his smile was as beautiful as a flower.
Wumeng is not in the mood to appreciate his beauty at all, she just wants to drive this clingy bear man out.
"Then you see that you broke the door, and the cold wind blew in, and it was very cold, so you went to find a door to block it."
I can't catch up with it, so I can only come to the dark.
Han Che didn't get on the road, stood up and stopped in front of her: "Lady, I won't be cold if I help you block it." โ
In fact, although it was windy outside, the fire dragon burned in the house, and it was not cold at all, but warm.
Wumeng gritted his teeth, why did this thing's brain become pumped, but people are not stupid, they are as fine as monkeys.
Wumeng was a little tired and lay down: "Then you look, I'm going to sleep." โ
Han Che's eyes lit up, and he quickly got into her bed: "Lady, I'll sleep with you, my body is warm, and you won't be cold." โ
His speed was so fast that he was so fast that he had already entered the bed before Wu Meng could say anything against it.
As soon as he came in, his face changed suddenly: "Lady, there is blood in your quilt." โ
As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and turned over Wumeng's body, and sure enough, he saw that Wumeng's ass was bright red, and his face turned white with fright: "Lady, you bleed a lot, will you die?" โ
"Die to your sister! The old lady said that this is a normal phenomenon, and a woman can have a child when she comes. Wumeng was so weak: "You get out of here for me, and ask the maid to come in and change my clothes." โ
Han Che obediently rolled out, and a maid came in immediately.
The efficiency is not bad.
The maid hurriedly changed Wumeng's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Princess, did Han Gongzi do anything to you?" โ
Wu Meng shook his head: "No, you tell them not to worry, Han Che won't hurt me for the time being." โ
Although he didn't know why Han Che became so convulsive, Wu Meng could clearly feel his dependence on and maintenance of him.
And seems to have become very obedient.
That's a good sign, isn't it.
Wumeng smiled with her lips: "Change my room, how can this house still be occupied." โ
The two maids helped her to stand up, and just as she was about to leave, Han Che had already come back with a door panel, "Lady, if you block it with this door panel, there will be no wind coming in." โ
Blocking the door panel at the door, he ran in and glared at the two maids: "You go out." โ
The two maids glanced at Wumeng, saw Wumeng nodding, and then went out.
Han Che pouted: "Lady, I will protect you in the future and don't want them." โ
Wu Meng's mind was in a mess, and in the face of such Han Che, she really didn't know how to deal with it. Reading, a better reading experience.