Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 605 The Love and Killing Between the Reader and the Author (25)

Thinking of the scene he saw last night, Song Hanzhang still felt worried.

The girl who usually calls her wind and rain to her is lying on the ground upright like this, no matter how much she calls her, she is like a dilapidated doll, sleeping here forever.

While listening to Song Hanzhang's worries on the first day of the junior high school, he stretched out his hand to take the apple in his hand, but just as he stretched out his hand, Song Hanzhang pressed it down.

Before the first day of junior high school could threaten, Song Hanzhang's doting tone filled the originally deserted ward with the rancid smell of love.

"Hey, don't move, I'll feed you." A short sentence, six words, expressed the wishes of so many girls.

I opened my mouth moved on the first day of junior high school, but I only smelled the aroma of apples, and didn’t even taste the taste. The apples that had been delivered to me were taken away, “The doctor said you can’t eat these now, how about How about porridge? Millet porridge?"

I have to say that although Song Hanzhang is usually cowardly in front of the first day of junior high school, he is more careful than anyone else in taking care of others.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital on the first day of junior high school, all the doctors and nurses who knew the first day of junior high school said that the first day of junior high school gained a lot of weight during the hospitalization, and I also heard that all the doctors and nurses praised Song Hanzhang for being a good boyfriend, otherwise how could he raise his girlfriend? White and fat.

I'll fuck you for nothing!

Subconsciously pinching the flesh on her face, she gulped down the shredded pork porridge Song Hanzhang sent to her in one gulp with anger on her face. She was obviously still as beautiful as a flower, but she was not fat!
"Don't pinch it, it will deform if you pinch it again."

At this time, the two are sitting at a roadside stall enjoying their last breakfast in this city. They will pack their luggage and return to their original city tomorrow morning.

Song Hanzhang will continue to be a small writer, while he himself is a hard-working reader who has been reminded for thousands of years.

"What are you thinking about, smiling so happily?" Seeing that he was dishonest after eating a meal, and didn't even know that a piece of rice was on the corner of his lips, Song Hanzhang smiled and stretched out his hand, wiped off the rice, and directly wiped the rice away. Thumbs in mouth.

The ambiguous movements made the already hot first day of the junior high school almost emit smoke from the top of her head. She blushed and glared at Song Hanzhang, then immediately lowered her head. After hearing Song Hanzhang's low laughter, she felt even more shy. Dare to look up.

This kind of flirtatious technique is really too foul, and I have not done much, but I was hooked by him out of my mind!
After finishing the meal angrily, the two returned to the hotel on the first day of the junior high school.

The original training class had already been disbanded. Because of the first year of junior high school, Song Hanzhang didn't attend the last training class, so they didn't know what the instructors said at the end.

"What to do with so much entanglement, writing things is to be explored by yourself a little bit. If anyone can become a master by relying on training courses, then what else is there in this world?"

Reaching out to hug Chuyi into his arms, Song Hanzhang carefully avoided the wound on the back of Chuyi's head, and hugged Chuyi on his lap, shaking it gently bit by bit, as if he was coaxing a child.

Chuyi nodded after hearing what Song Hanzhang said. What he said was correct, but it always seemed that there was something wrong. As for what was wrong, Chuyi himself didn't know. "Then when you go back, you should follow my ideas and write something."

"Yes, ma'am!"

(End of this chapter)