Husband pinched my peach blossoms again

Chapter 558

Hearing what she said, Zi Cai smiled confidently: "I have always been my own heroine."

"cut."

Zi Cai glanced at her: "How many times have I told you, don't call me Zi Cai, don't you understand?"

The name Laver was what she called her in some readers, but her best friend and best friend called her that in real life.

"Yes, yes, anyway, when you are in Han Xingchen's reader group, people call you Laver, and I also call you Laver in real life. Isn't it normal? You should have gotten used to it long ago, haven't you?"

Zi Cai rolled her eyes: "How do I know such a bastard as you?"

"Second goods with second goods, this is the perfect match."

"Whoever is a perfect match with you is an annoying tomboy." Zi Cai teased without giving any face.

The punk style wasn't angry, put her shoulders on her shoulders, and said frankly, "Yes, I'm a tomboy, and I just married you, a little girl."

"..." Zicai really convinced her, she could say anything, "It's a pity that I don't like you."

"As long as I like you." She smiled brighter: "And I know, you will like me sooner or later."

"Could you stop being so disgusting." When Zicai shook off her, she strode forward.

"Oh, oh, the little girl is shy."

Zi Cai walked in front quickly, with the corners of her mouth raised, she wasn't really angry, it's really normal to make such jokes with her best friend occasionally.

……

Here, Han Xiao randomly chose a few sets of clothes in the store, paid for them, and took Nangong Yanchen to stand by the roadside to wait for the bus.

"Can we wait for the car here?" Nangong Yanchen took off his casual suit jacket and put it on Han Xiao's shoulders: "It's late at night, and there will be dew today."

"There will be cars, because this is a night market." Just because I know it is a night market, there are cars, but there are relatively few.

"Are you cold?" Nangong Yanchen stood behind Han Xiao, shielding her from the wind.

I don't know what's going on, but it's windy.

Han Xiao looked at him with a smile: "It's okay, I'm not very cold, how about you, is it cold in a suit?"

"not cold."

"Oh." Han Xiao asked again with concern: "After walking for so long, are you okay! Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Nangong Yanchen blushed embarrassingly, and shook her head: "No discomfort."

"That's good."

At this moment, a car happened to come, and they told them to put their things in the back, and then reported the address of the villa.

Nangong Yanchen silently recorded the address of the villa reported by Han Xiao in his mind, so that he would never get lost alone again.

He had been walking and didn't notice it, but now that he was sitting in the car, he could rest all of a sudden. Nangong Yanchen found that his place was burning with pain, which didn't lessen the previous pain at all.

He figured it was screwed, it must have been inflamed, or he'd walked too much and worn down the place.

Although it hurts, he doesn't intend to let Han Xiao know.

So until she got back to the villa and got off the car, Nangong Yanchen endured the discomfort all the time, and moved all those things into the living room.

Then he turned around and went to help Han Xiao. When he took a few bags from her hand, he put the bags by his feet, held her hand, and saw a thin red mark on her palm, Distressed, he put it in his mouth and blew: "Does it hurt?"

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(End of this chapter)