Chapter Twenty-Four: You Think I'm Ugly

"I ...... That was not what I meant! ”

I didn't expect to be misunderstood, He Quhao's face was embarrassed!

was kind enough to save her before, but she bit her back and said that she was a hooligan, but now she didn't think about it, the two of them really hugged each other, with Zhong Xixi's character, he was not allowed to snail?

It's just an emergency to avoid suspicion, how can she become ugly?

I wanted to leave, but when I lowered my eyes to Zhong Xixi's black eyes full of mist and grievances, his thoughts jumped, and his arm involuntarily stretched out to grab Zhong Xixi's arm, and said with a very serious expression, "I didn't say you were ugly, and I never thought you were ugly." ”

"The way you pushed me away just now is obviously that you think I'm ugly!"

Zhong Xixi lowered his head, indeed a little shocked.

"No, it's my own problem that I'm pushing you away."

He Quhao hurriedly explained, looking at the obviously sad little girl in front of him, he couldn't help but feel that he was really not a person?

added a few more words: "I mean, having a scar doesn't affect your good looks, even so, you are more beautiful than Liu Da Lizi in the east of the village and Widow Li who lives in the west of the village, and what the people in the village say you should fart, their eyes are not good......"

Zhong Xixi: "......"

Oh, my God!

Someone else's vision is not good? Do you have a vision for comparing a young girl in the flower season with a fool in the village, a widow who is nearly forty years old?

And Liu Da Zhenzi, who is that?

Is there a skinny black man with a quail-sized mole on his face?

"You, do you compare me to a widow?"

Zhong Xixi was already so angry that he exploded on the spot, his breathing became a little heavier, and his melon seed face was directly angry into a pufferfish-like shape.

If she hadn't seen that he wasn't like that, maybe he couldn't speak, and she would have pounced on him and scratched his face!

"He Quhao, if you don't speak, you can't shut up, how can you be like this!"

She stepped forward and pushed He Quhao away violently and left, the moment she turned around, there was a gust of wind, and when she spoke again, every word seemed to be squeezed out of between her teeth, "I know I'm ugly, you don't have to find that kind of lame excuse to comfort me!" ”

"Hey, Zhong Xixi, I really didn't mean that!"

Seeing that the person was leaving, He Quhao realized what he had said, and his face was even more blushing and his neck was thick, and he hurriedly grabbed the person's arm.

It wasn't enough to pull people back, so he grabbed someone's wrist and hit him, explaining while beating, "Blame me for saying the wrong thing, I'm the stupidest person, you hit me, if you get angry, hit me out, when is the anger finished, stop ......"

"He Quhao!"

If reality had special effects, the word speechless on the top of Zhong Xixi's head might be twice as big as her whole person.

When you are angry, you meet a straight man of steel, then you are really angry to death, and the other party may not know what the reason is.

Calm down, calm down, Zhong Xixi, you must be calm!

He Quhao is a straight man, and he can say good things like scolding.

After taking an unknown number of deep breaths, Zhong Xixi made his emotions less excited, "I believe you, can you let go of my hand first." ”

The straight man of steel not only speaks straightly, but also has no restraint when grabbing the girl's wrist.

Rao is Zhong Xixi's hand, who is used to doing farm work, was also scratched with light pink finger prints.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

The development of things is really unexpected, He Quhao is as stable as an old dog on weekdays, and he is also panicking at this moment, "You wait here for a while, I'll go and see if the person with red sleeves is gone." ”

It doesn't matter if the red-sleeved person walks or not!

If he doesn't leave this embarrassing and helpless space, he may do something outrageous.

Zhong Xixi, who is in the same mood, is the same.

As soon as He Quhao left, she slid directly to the ground with her back against the tree, "What's going on!" ”

He Quhao is too straight a man, right?

In the future, this kind of man will be abused by the majority of netizens every minute!

didn't wait for Zhong Xixi to complain in place, the actor of "Cyber Violence" had already walked back from the side with a deep and shallow foot, and he was still carrying a bunch of small animals that were tied together and didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Okay, okay, everyone is gone!"

Seeing that one of the feathers was still stained with blood, Zhong Xixi frowned, "He Quhao, these are all killed by you?" ”

"Well, there's a lot more in the woods."

After going out and coming back, He Quhao has become the "murderer" He Quhao who doesn't smile on weekdays and doesn't seem to affect anything, "I usually hunt some prey to sell on the black market." ”

When his mind calmed down, he remembered a question that he had forgotten, "By the way, Zhong Xixi, why are you here?" ”

"I'm here to sell something, too!"

Hearing this, He Quhao frowned, "Don't come in the future, the black market is not peaceful, you little girl, it's even more unsafe here." ”

"There's no way not to come."

At the mention of this stubble, Zhong Xixi was tired, and the first trip to the black market with confidence, only a dozen tickets were exchanged, and it was not over yet, like a hawker being chased by the city management, hiding here.

"If it weren't for the compulsion of life, how could I come to this black market alone, the old house left by my grandfather is surrounded by walls, and everything in the family needs to be purchased, and the purchase has to use tickets and money."

"I don't have any other skills, so I can only bring some plasters to try my luck on the black market, who knows that the plasters didn't sell, and I almost ran into the ...... of the Red Sleeves"

Speaking of the Red Sleeves, "Liu Guixia! ”

How did you forget about it!

Fang was disturbed by the ambiguous atmosphere, and Zhong Xixi forgot the reason why he became so embarrassed.

"What's wrong with Liu Guixia?"

Recalling that the Red Sleeves Team mentioned Liu Guixia when they passed in front of the big tree, and also said things like a little girl and white noodles, He Quhao frowned, "You ran into her?" ”

"You know her, too?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Xixi regretted a little, it seems that He Quhao has been mixed in the black market, how can people not know Liu Guixia?

"I met her when I was selling things today, and without saying a word, it was like picking a thorn, I couldn't help but quarrel with her, she said let me wait for me and I didn't take it seriously, and the uncle who sold dates next to me also reminded me, but before I could go back, the people of the Red Sleeves team came by surprise......"

Then I met He Quhao, needless to say, the parties also know.

"Liu Guixia's ......"

Maybe the character is really bad, not only the old man who sells jujubes is difficult to say when he mentions Liu Guixia, but at this moment, He Quhao's face is also sinking, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of displeasure, "It's not recommended to meet her, it's best not to have eye contact, it's not a good person." ”

There is no one on the black market, all of them are simple bazaars spontaneously formed by the people in the vicinity, no qualifications and thresholds are required, as long as there are goods can be sold or exchanged in the market, so the whole black market is mixed, and it is not surprising that anyone appears here.

"Zhong Xixi, if it's okay, you should try not to come to this kind of place."

"What am I going to eat if I don't come?"

was thinking about how to avoid a head-to-head confrontation with a sixth person like Liu Guixia, and Zhong Xixi didn't think about it so much.

"It's all about life, and now I just want to sell the ancestral plaster in exchange for enough money and tickets, so that Mu Mu can live a good life with me......"

In the current situation, selling white noodles can make people like Liu Guixia target and report secretly, so once her plaster opens the market, won't this woman still have to die of redness?

Suddenly, the person in front of him thought about it, "This is for you." ”

"Huh?"