I got married today

Chapter 230 The salt water bag is used to... pinch and explode
As if struck by lightning, Han Xiaoye
She didn't believe it from the bottom of her heart, but there was an uncomfortable feeling in her heart.That feeling cannot be controlled by reason, it is sour, just like drinking vinegar, sour to death.Han Xiaoye hugged him again without making a sound, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said in a muffled voice, "You didn't take a walk with me tonight."

It was rare for Fu Zhiyan to see her acting like a baby, so he softened his heart and stroked her soft short hair, "Be sure to come back early tomorrow night."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"...and come back soon."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"..."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"..."

"What about the day after tomorrow?" In fact, what she wanted to talk about was every night in the future.

Fu Zhiyan's temples twitched, "Xiaoye, don't make trouble."

The person in his arms pushed him away with a slap, his face tensed, and he curled his lips, "If you don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, you go take a shower! You work and have meetings all day long, and your body smells like sweat, it stinks to death!"

Fu Zhiyan went upstairs helplessly.

After he went upstairs, the people in the living room lifted the squirrel mandarin fish covered on the dining table.The squirrel mandarin fish has been stored for a long time, and it looks cold and has no aesthetic feeling at all.Han Xiaoye was stunned for a while, then picked up the plate and dumped the fish into the trash can.Afraid of being discovered by others, he covered the trash can with several layers of paper until the fish was hidden from sight.She just put the lid on the trash can and hid the trash can in the corner.

After finishing all this, she rubbed her face and went upstairs.

Upstairs, Fu Zhiyan had already finished his shower and was brushing his hair, looking pretty messy.

Looking left and right, Han Xiaoye felt that this man was too attractive.

Not to mention the identity and the money in the pocket, just relying on the face and figure, you can reach the pinnacle of life in minutes.Especially recently, it's not as powerful as Leng Lie's, and it's getting more and more provocative.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and she couldn't see anything in her stomach for more than a month.But the scar on his face that was scratched by Ji Shuya hasn't healed yet, the freshly scarred wound is lying across his face, like a centipede, it's unsightly to death.She didn't pay much attention to it when she saw it in the morning, but now she wanted to scratch off all the scabs on her face.But she is not stupid, scratching off the scabbed wound means tearing the wound up again, the second time the wound is torn off, the chance of leaving a scar is much higher.The more she looked at it, the more breathless she felt, and the more she looked at it, the more ugly she felt.Not only the wound on the face is ugly, but the complexion on the face is also ugly, and the right cheek also looks swollen...

Han Xiaoye looked upset, turned his head to look at the man in stark contrast to her, and seemed to say casually, "Is the injury on my face ugly?"

Fu Zhiyan had already dried his hair, casually put the handkerchief on the chair, and opened the door of the refrigerator in the room.He took out a bottle of milk from it and put it in the heater without raising his head, "Well, it's ugly."

Han Xiaoye's heart was blocked, and he held back again, and asked persistently, "Is it really ugly? Especially ugly?"

The milk was hot, and the cold man poured the milk into a cup and handed it to her, "Try the temperature, if it's too hot, let it sit for a while before drinking."

Han Xiaoye quickly put the milk on the bedside table, raised his face, and pointed to his wound, "Is it really ugly here?"

Fu Zhiyan's eyes narrowed slightly. In fact, the little rascal is quite good-looking. Although his facial features are not perfect, he is exquisite and small, especially his big eyes, which are smart and spirited, and are full of vitality.Even if there is a scar on the left side of her face, it doesn't affect her appearance, on the contrary, it adds a bit of exotic feeling.But he didn't forget how this injury came about, and if he didn't teach him a lesson, some people would heal and forget the pain.

Han Xiaoye didn't dare to move when he saw him, he blinked his eyes, wishing to show his best side.

But I was too embarrassed to be too obvious. I wanted to have a charming smile, but the smile was as stiff as the corners of my mouth twitching.

After a while, when the corners of her mouth were about to twitch, the man's gaze finally moved away, and Han Xiaoye waited for the answer with his heart pounding.just heard-

"Extremely ugly."

Click!

There was a crack in my heart.

The corners of her mouth, which she had tried so hard to pull up, loosened all of a sudden, like an eggplant beaten by frost, her whole body was limp and weak.

"Is it really that ugly? Otherwise, you can buy me a plane ticket, and I'll go and forget it."

She didn't want to have plastic surgery, why did she have to have plastic surgery? Wouldn't a pointy chin and big eyes look good?Won't you scare yourself when you wake up in the middle of the night and look in the mirror?After all, when someone hasn't woken up, seeing a strange face in the mirror at first glance, you must be a little crazy.

But... I don't want to tamper with my face, but I want him to look good.

Han Xiaoye hesitated for a while, and added, "Let's say it first, I will only fix the wound on the face, and I will not move the rest.

Fu Zhiyan's temples throbbed wildly, took a deep breath, and handed her the milk cup on the bedside table again, before replying calmly, "No."

Han Xiaoye didn't want to drink milk at this moment, she was in a terrible mood, she couldn't hear it, she rushed over, threw her on the bed, her face was flushed, and she growled angrily,

The man lying on his back on the bed suddenly clenched the milk glass tightly, his knuckles were bluish white.With a hoarse voice, "Ono, get up."

With Han Xiaoye and all the previous accumulations, how could she get up.Not only refused to get up, but also rolled his eyes, deliberately rubbed against his leg, pretending to get up.He got up again to a height of ten centimeters, then loosened his arms and fell into his arms.

For Fu Zhiyan, it was a disguised form of torture.

His Adam's apple rolled down, his thin lips tightened, "I'll give you another chance, get up."

Han Xiaoye was confident, "I don't!"

"Oh." Hoarse and extremely provocative, "Are you sure you won't get up?"

(End of this chapter)