Zhao Fu couldn't care about all kinds of discomfort on his body, and when he looked around, it seemed that the only thing that could be used as a weapon was the bamboo pillow around him.

Zhao Fushuang pulled the bamboo pillow beside him, and smashed it out in the direction of Yi Huang with all his strength.

And then

"Hmm." Bang." Bang".

After an exclamation, two notable movements sounded in the cave in succession.

The first sound was the sound of the bamboo pillow falling under the bed, and the second sound was the sound of Zhao Fushuang falling out of bed.

When Yi Huang heard the sound and walked over, he saw Zhao Fushuang fall on the bamboo pillow on the ground in a distorted posture.

Yi Huang asked, "Okay, what are you doing on the ground?" ”

Zhao Fushuang turned his head in disbelief: "."

How dare he appear in front of her?!

How dare he talk to her so justifiably?!

"You, you." Zhao Fushuang ignored his body that was in pain to death, his hand trembled and raised, and because he was really powerless, he could only put it down, and his mouth was bald for a long time without saying a reason.

Yi Lian felt that there were probably too many scolding words, and he was scrambling to come up with it, but they were all huddled together and couldn't get out.

At that moment, Yi Huang's tense nerves these days stretched out inexplicably.

Some people are terrible with tenacious vitality!

Mingfang came out of the ghost door, and he couldn't even hold his hand at the moment, and his voice was hoarse and out of tune, but his eyes could still be bright, and his spirit could still be tough.

There is a difference between the beauty and ugliness of the skin, but the spirituality that the spiritual power gives to the physical body is what makes each person unique.

Zhao Fushuang is particularly unique.

Of course, Thaksin, if Zhao Fushuang can move at this moment, he has the intention of pounce and bite him twice.

Zhao Fushuang felt that lying on the ground was somewhat imposing, and intended to get up.

However, like a fish out of water, she stumbled twice, her hands and feet could not use a little strength, and she couldn't get up for a long time.

Only the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down one by one, soaking his sideburns.

It's over, how did she scrap it, it won't really be like this in the future!

Zhao Fushuang simply resigned himself to lying on the ground.

If this is the case, waiting for someone to serve, it is better to let her die.

Yi Huang avoided his gaze, and asked in a rare and leisurely manner: "Get up, or lie down for a while?" ”

Zhao Fu was lying flat and mocking.

Yi Huang slowly leaned over and shook her arm, and Zhao Fushuang turned over with a salted fish at that time.

The shame of this moment made her originally pale face red.

The eyes were wide open, and the wet sideburns looked pitiful.

Before he had time to scold his mother, Yi Lian held her head with one hand, held her knee with the other, and picked her up.

When her head leaned against Yi Huang's sturdy chest, she struggled: "Let go of me, who wants you to fake kindness." ”

As she spoke, she struggled with her hands and feet.

In fact, that little struggle was so weak that Yi Lian didn't have to pay attention to it.

The man in his arms fluttered lightly like a gust of wind.

In the past few months of tossing, the person who already has a few taels of meat is even more skinny, his face is not as big as his palm, and his beautiful eye sockets are deeply sunken.

Zhao Fushuang fell under the bed, and Yi Huang leaned over and put the person on the bed.

Zhao Fushuang touched the bed, and the cursing words in his mouth were arranged:

"Bastard, I never thought you would be so vicious, you actually want to get rid of me in this way, if it weren't for the old lady hiding in a hurry, I'm afraid there would be no scum left at this time!"

Yi Huang responded lightly: "Yes." ”

If it's not clever, it's true that there is no scum left.

"Shut up, who wants you to answer!"

Yi Huang: "......"

Zhao Fushuang was lying down and glaring at him, and his eyes were still a little intimidating.

"I'll tell you Tiexin, I drank too much wine that day, and my heart is soft, don't even think about it in the future, if you want to be liberated, you can dream of it in this life."

"The old lady and you are dead until you are old."

"The old lady will wait for Yun Banqing's children and grandchildren to leave you again, unless you kill me, otherwise, don't think about having me in your life."

In the midst of the noise, this lifeless cave suddenly came to life again.

Zhao Fushuang has a kind of power.

One man lived to be five hundred ducks

When Zhao Fushuang was scolding, his voice was hoarse and torn, which was especially ugly.

Yi Huang walked to the side of the case, poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, and emphasized: "Don't scold." ”

Zhao Fushuang had the heart to let him roll the calf, but his throat was really painful.

Snorted sideways, "You get out!" ”

Yi Huang understood, hesitated, leaned over and put one hand on her back to help the person up and hand her water.

Zhao Fushuang stretched out his hand to catch the water, and his hand trembled until half of a cup of water was sprinkled on the quilt.

Looking at the water on the quilt, both of them were a little silent.

Zhao Fushuang was also a little frustrated, but not much, if he could live, everything could start all over again.

The mana of Yi Huang's fingertips flowed, and the water on the quilt was evaporated.

He took the glass and poured it again.

This time, I didn't give it to her again, and just handed the water glass to her lips.

Zhao Fushuang rolled his eyes at him fiercely before he reluctantly drank from his hand.

When she drank enough water, Yi Lian put away the water glass and stood beside her, with three obvious seriousness in his voice: "I will be responsible." ”

Zhao Fushuang was stunned, "What, admit that you pre-murdered me?" ”

"I know you know I didn't mean to hurt you."

If he really wanted to kill her, there was no way she would have a chance to wake up.

Zhao Fu leaned against the wall behind him, "I don't know." ”

Yi Huang: "Anyway, you are seriously injured because of me, and I will be responsible for this matter." ”

"Oh." Zhao Fushuang didn't care, "After you give me back my life, you and I will clear up." ”

With her intelligence, she should have understood what he meant, and he would agree to anything she wanted to do.

Unexpectedly, she gave him such a happy answer.

There was no pulling, no vexatiousness, she gave him a happy solution.

"If that's what you want, you can always come and get revenge."

Zhao Fushuang didn't care much: "You remember." ”

This life, he admitted, "but, there is one more thing."

It's hard to say, but I can't help but say it.

Zhao Fushuang raised his eyebrows: "It's so hard to speak, what's the matter, what did you do to be sorry for me?" ”

"When you were unconscious, you and I shared the same bed."

What?

Zhao Fu's eyes widened.

She never expected such a thing.

After all, it was a little girl who had no experience, Zhao Fushuang looked down at her well-dressed clothes, and stammered: "You, did you sleep with me?" ”

Yi Huang: "."

"Nope."

Zhao Fushuang breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was a big deal, Lao Hei was a male, but when I drank too much, I liked to sleep with him in my arms, and it wasn't a big deal." ”

Yi Huang: "."

He couldn't understand Zhao Fushuang more and more.

She could have been entangled in these things as a matter of course, but she could afford to put them down more than men!

guessed her choice incorrectly again and again, after all, because he was preconceived, looked down on her again and again, and never faced her essence as a person.

No, maybe it's not every time you guess wrong, for example, she may not have good things to say next.

Sure enough, after not taking two breaths, he heard Zhao Fushuang say: "If you really don't want to go, let me sleep back." ”

"I said that you are really hypocritical, you don't want to send it to the door, people are unconscious, and you are quite active, I said do you have any special habits, or is it purely sanctimonious?"

Yi Huang turned around and walked outside the screen, leaving Zhao Fushuang alone to break his thoughts.

(End of chapter)