God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1722 Huangliang Dream (3)

Lian Sansheng's face was as black as ink, and he stared at Huayan.

It wasn't until seeing the blood on her arm that she seemed to wake up a little bit.

"you……"

Huayan kicked the storage bag under her feet, "What are you! Get out!"

Lian Sansheng's complexion was slightly pale.

He turned around and left with the sword in hand, without even looking at the storage bag on the ground.

Huayan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this matter was not handled properly.

She originally thought that a lover would not be able to make it, and that it would be okay to have one more friend.Those who are in the world, one more friend and one more way, besides, the entanglement between her and Lian Sansheng is not too deep.

Compared with Mr. Qin Chuan and Li Shujing, it is much simpler.

Thinking of those two, Huayan's mood became depressed again, she shook her head, and put all her thoughts behind her, only then did the pain in her arm come to her heart clearly.

"hiss--"

Damn, I am most afraid of pain!

Nan Junye said embarrassedly: "Senior sister, I will help you bandage the wound."

Huayan said unhappily: "Go, go, you are the only one who is good, and you are the only one who knows how to bandage. If you hadn't come in recklessly, the matter would have been resolved long ago."

Being accused, Nan Junye was not angry, but was still worried about her injury.

"Senior sister, bandage up quickly."

Huayan was annoyed, and pushed him away, "Hey, why are you so annoying? My hands, I don't know how to bandage myself, or what, do you want me to meddle in my own business?"

He opened the clothes casually, the wound was still there, it was very glaring, but the blood stopped.

This stops the bleeding so fast!

Huayan couldn't help but think of the little snake king in her body, presumably it was due to it.

Nan Junye was even more anxious, "Senior sister, you should deal with the wound soon, otherwise there will be scars."

Huayan gritted her teeth, "It's good to have a scar! Looking at it, I can always remind myself what kind of duplicity you men are."

After all, he suddenly stopped.

She remembered her past life...

Alas, she learned to be a woman, and she actually became more and more like a woman.How can a man make such a fuss? It's really... It's better to be a man.

Men and women, it's frustrating enough.

Shaking all the messy thoughts out of her mind, she pointed to the storage bag on the ground.

"He doesn't want it, let me give it to you. Thank you for thinking of coming to save me, that bastard Xi Wuque, he didn't know where he ran off, how could he care about his classmates like you. I was in a bad mood just now, and I got angry at you, I'm sorry .”

Nan Junye picked up the storage bag, patted it clean, and handed it to her.

"I do not want."

Huayan took it speechlessly, "Come on, I'm probably the only one in this world who loves money, and you are all arrogant."

Nan Junye blushed, and he was a little fairer than Zhu Dashan, so he couldn't tell, "Senior sister, I didn't mean that..."

"Okay, okay, I'm joking, what do you take seriously? You go, I want to be quiet and clean up the house."

"Let me do it."

Nan Junye cleaned up the house in two or three strokes, Hua Yan didn't even have time to refuse.

She widened her eyes and jokingly said: "Someone is going to scold me, saying that I won't let you practice. You see, you and I come out to hang out, either to settle accounts or to work. This speed, this technique, is neat enough."

Nan Junye smiled honestly, touched his head, "Senior sister, I practice every day."

Huayan raised her hand and stretched it out.

Nan Junye looked at her hand, as if the flow of time had become extremely slow.

In the end, Huayan just put her hand on his shoulder and patted him, "Good brother, yes! Also, damn it, you are too tall."

Nan Junye struggled and said, "Senior sister, don't talk hooligans."

With a groan, Hua Yan turned and went out, "This is my virtue, I don't like to be put down."

(End of this chapter)