Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 105 Your brother bought it for you

Han Li was talking to Wei Ran, when he lightened his hand, the plastic bag hooked between his fingers ran into the boy's hand.

Seeing the young man standing tall and straight in front of him, surprise crossed the boy's face.

Just as he was wondering whether to call Master Xu or Uncle Xu, the young man spoke first, his voice cold and low: "For her?"

Han Li raised his eyebrows halfway, pretending not to understand.

Ning Zhixu made his words clearer: "Nanyi."

"Ao" the boy smiled, his face delicate and clean.

Brazenly reaching out to grab something from Master Xu, he grabbed the corner of the plastic bag with one hand: "Yes, Xiao Nanyi is waiting for me."

The boy pulled his arm back, not letting him take it away: "I'll deliver it for you."

There are not many words, but every word is loud and undeniable.

Wei Ran seemed to have met a savior, and immediately dragged Han Li back: "Master Xu, I leave it to you. Han Li, go to the competition!"

With Wei Ran's strength alone, there is no way to just pull him away.

Han Li took the initiative to follow.

His eyes followed the young man's back, and he felt that the relationship between the second uncle and the eldest niece was not quite right.

Wei Ran, on the other hand, only realized when he entered the arena that he had done something outrageous.

He actually asked Master Xu to find the little fairy.

Oh my God!
Didn't this create an opportunity for Mr. Xu to commit violence!

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Ning Zhixu thought that Han Li was going to give Nan Yi some small gift, so he just wanted to throw it away.

As a result, when he opened the black plastic bag and saw two packs of cotton sanitary napkins, his expression changed suddenly.

After retying the bag, he wandered around and found someone in the flower bed.

Nanyi is waiting to wither.

Just as she was thinking about calling Han Li again, a package of things flew towards her and smashed into her arms impartially.

Subconsciously catching it with both hands, Nan Yi just raised her head when a shadow came over her head.

The amber pupils shrank slightly, and the little girl was stunned for a moment.

In the society, her Master Xu's close-range beauty kill——

On the other hand, the boy saw the note of 'Han Li Ba Ba' on the phone, and his brows and eyes moved slightly.

Looking down at the girl's overly glamorous face, the boy's voice was as indifferent as ever: "Your brother bought it for you."

After the words fell, he turned to leave.

There was pain in the wrist, and the little girl grabbed him.

This strength--

Nan Yi was relieved from the fact that the person in front of her was Master Xu: "Why are you?"

It seemed that a trace of disappointment could be heard in the interrogative sentence, and the young man immediately said coldly, "Sorry, I disappointed you."

What is he doing again?
Nan Yi sat here for almost 10 minutes, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Regardless of who the person in front of her was, she directly showed the temper of a tens of billions of little princesses: "Ning Zhixu! Let me wrap your school uniform around me, and put it on my skirt." It's all blood."

The little girl wanted to hug him every day when he was rare, and she hadn't talked to him like this before.

The boy turned to look at her for a few seconds, then sullenly took off his clothes and handed them to her.

After getting up, Nan Yi realized that there was a mass of red blood on the front of her skirt.

The boy only took one look, then turned around.

Originally, she wanted to wrap the skirt around her waist, but now she can only wear his school uniform.

Master Xu was much taller than her, and the hem of the school uniform was just enough to cover the bloodstain, leaving only a white hem of the skirt.

Nan Yi lowered her head and pulled the zipper.

The sleeves were too long, and it was difficult for fingers to get out of them. The loose cuffs were extremely obstructive, and they were twisted together with the zipper within a few fiddles.

Really super annoying.

Ning Zhixu heard the little girl muttering, and turned to see her struggling with the zipper, with impatience and irritability written all over her face.

Really couldn't see it, the boy bent one knee and half squatted in front of her.

The voice is gentle, and the melodious tone pierces the heart: "Let me do it."

(End of this chapter)