On the Road to Exile: Space Hundreds of Billions of Materials to Support the Villains

Chapter 209 This guy hits her with all his might!

Looking for which bowl of red bean rice cake porridge contained ingredients, Chi Ning crumpled up the medicine wrapping paper and stuffed it directly into her sleeves.

Because of what she had done, she felt very guilty in her heart, and twisted her neck to look around again, this time looking for Tao Wanwan's figure.

Looking around, she finally saw Tao Wanwan hiding in the other corner of the camp. She was completely relieved and gave Tao Wanwan a look of "you wait for me". She took a deep breath and lifted the gray curtain walked in.

"Come and eat, I made red bean rice cake porridge."

Chi Ning put the tray on the table and preached to the people who were meditating on the bed.

The young man's indifferent brows contained a frosty and noble air, as if entering meditation, he remained motionless.

Chi Ning arranged the food, but seeing that Cui Xingjue was still not moving, she picked up a bowl of red bean rice cake porridge and walked over, and used her hand instead of a fan to fan the sweet smell of red bean rice cake porridge on the bridge of his handsome nose.

From a close distance, she could clearly see the perfect shape of his brows, which he meticulously drew stroke by stroke.

I have to say, this kid is young and looks really good, no wonder he is fascinated by Feng Lixi and Tao Wanwan.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and Chi Ning's figure was reflected in the dark pupils, and she could almost see her facial features clearly.

"Look at what?"

With a slightly hot breath on his face, Chi Ning said casually: "You got angry recently, and there is a very large eyeball in the corner of your eye."

Cui Xingjue glanced at her lightly, "I just cleaned my face."

Chi Ning stood up straight, and said with a smile, "I'm just kidding, come over and eat, soft glutinous red beans with glutinous baked rice cakes, I guarantee you will want to eat a second bowl after one bowl!"

She walked to the table first and sat down, took the red bean rice cake porridge with no ingredients, and waved to the person who was still sitting on the bed while suppressing her excitement.

"Come here, you don't eat actively, you have brain problems!"

Cui Xingjue finally moved and sat down. He looked at the red bean and rice cake porridge with white in his eyes, but didn't move the spoon.

Chi Ning stared at him closely, "Eat quickly, will you be full just by looking at it?"

Cui Xingjue's eyes moved from the red bean rice cake porridge to Chi Ning, who was very excited at this time. "you are happy?"

Looking into the young man's dark and unpredictable eyes, Chi Ning calmly said: "Can you be unhappy after eating, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

She put the spoon into his bowl, and seeing his calm expression, she wished she could stuff red bean rice cake porridge into his mouth.

Under Chi Ning's eager anticipation, Cui Xingjue finally moved his noble fingers, holding the end of the spoon between his knuckle fingers, and carelessly scooped the soft, glutinous and sweet red beans in the bowl. The surface of the burnt-yellow rice cake was covered with a layer of red beans Juice, just looking at it makes people appetite.

Chi Ning took a small mouthful of the soft and glutinous red beans, and there was a sweet taste in her mouth. From the corner of her eye, she paid close attention to Cui Xingjue's every move. Seeing that he didn't move his mouth for a long time, she was very anxious.

"Is it not to your liking? I remember you like red bean rice cake porridge the most."

Cui Xingjue raised his eyes slowly, his face pale. "Why do you want to do this?"

"what?"

"Why cook my favorite food today?"

Subconsciously, Cui Xingjue felt that he didn't want to look for it. According to Chi Ning's thinking in the past, she never took the initiative to do whatever he liked to eat, and she was very keen to do what he didn't like.

For example, once she found out that he didn't like celery. For a while, she made celery crazily, celery tea, celery buns, celery dumplings, celery barbecue, etc., forcing him to get rid of his picky eating habits.

"It's not..." Chi Ning rolled her eyes around, and broke her hands easily. "Because Tao Wanwan is late, it's my fault, I shouldn't call you out."

Cui Xingjue put down the spoon, his eyes were questioning. "So, you admitted it was intentional."

Chi Ning ate the porridge for a while, but he didn't expect him to be aggressive, and he wanted to slap himself.

It's okay to blow yourself up!
"Put the spoon down, I'm talking to you."

In the flat tone is the calm before the storm.

In order for the plan with Tao Wanwan to proceed smoothly, Chi Ning had to put down the spoon and bowed her head in remorse.

"I was wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

Chi Ning quietly glanced at Cui Xingjue, seeing that he showed no signs of getting angry, she was relieved.

"The fault is... the fault is that I shouldn't, shouldn't I introduce you to a girl?"

Is this statement acceptable?
Before she could take another look at Cui Xingjue's reaction, the person opposite stood up and walked towards the bed.

Looking at the boy's back, Chi Ning didn't understand, what is he going to do?
When the person turned around and walked over, Chi Ning saw an extra dry branch in his hand, which she recognized as the one from yesterday.

The dense hot pain in the left palm is still there.

"Isn't it you, you will be beaten even if you admit your mistake?"

Is he addicted to beating her?
Cui Xingjue sat beside her, indifferently showing no affection.

"Hand out, 31 strokes."

"Under 31? Did you increase the price?!"

Chi Ning refused to reach out. The first time he was beaten, he admitted that it was due to poor planning, and the pig teammates dragged his feet. The second time he said nothing, he couldn't suffer!

"Including yesterday's blow, you didn't know it was really wrong until you hit enough. Yesterday, you just took less hits, so today you repeat the same mistakes." Cui Xingjue said with a cold face.

Chi Ning lowered her eyelids, weighed it, and finally stretched out her hand, this time it was her right hand.

"I'll hit it, you remember it, remember to count, don't make a mistake next time, and the next time it's not as simple as hitting the palm of your hand."

The young man dropped his tone lightly, with admonishment in his mouth.

Chi Ning glared at him, pouted, and muttered. "Hit it, hit it, what's the point!"

Cui Xingjue snorted coldly with the tip of his nose, and the dry branches fell on his ruddy and fair palm.

"Crack" sounded.

Chi Ning withdrew her hand in pain, her palm was numb, and the pain was ten times worse than yesterday!
This guy, this guy hit her with all his might!

Pointing his index finger on the table, Cui Xingjue pretended not to see her shocked look, and spoke indifferently.

"Thirty more."

Chi Ning gritted her teeth and stretched out her left hand.

"Crack" sounded again.

Chi Ning quickly withdrew his hand as if touching boiling water, and physiological tears burst out from the corners of his eyes.

There was a burning pain in the palm, it wasn't broken, it wasn't bleeding, it was just pain.

"There are 29 more."

The executioner was still counting in a leisurely manner.

"Can you negotiate a price? Can you hit a little less? Or should you be lighter? It really hurts!"

Chi Ning's voice was soft, pitiful.

The executioner holding a dry branch spoke a word on his handsome face indifferently, with thin crimson lips.

"Do not."

Chi Ning scolded the person positively and negatively in her heart, gritted her teeth, and stretched out her right hand as if death was at home.

Just wait, for a while, for a while, she wants him to look good!

Cui Xingjue looked at the unconvinced people coldly, and with a dry branch in his hand, he slapped his red palm twice.

"Hiss—" Chi Ning withdrew her hand violently in pain, and the movement was too big, and her elbow touched the cup.

"Bang" sounded.

The navy blue printed porcelain cups were falling apart, which was extremely loud in the quiet tent.

(End of this chapter)