Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 152 I Can Only Touch My Head (12)
Qiao Ruan didn't speak, and silently let go of her hand that was holding the hem of her clothes.

He curled up tightly on the sofa, a crystal clear teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye.

Then, it dripped on the sofa and turned into a tiny pearl.

Qiao Luo was shocked.

what did she see !
Turn tears into pearls? !
Isn't this something only in fairy tales? !
Qiao Luo was just dumbfounded, and temporarily forgot about this strange thing like magic.

Squatting next to the sofa, gently wiped away the remaining water marks in the corners of his eyes: "Okay, I just don't let you take a bath, why are you crying?"

Qiao Ruan didn't speak, and suddenly turned her back to her, crying softly.

What Qiao Luo can't stand the most is someone crying, and it's such a lovely person: "Isn't it just a bath, wash! Can you wash it for me?"

The squeamish young boy didn't speak, and his small crying turned into sobbing.

Qiao Luo picked him up helplessly, and walked to the bathroom while coaxing him: "Ancestor, I'll take you to take a bath."

in the bathroom

The steam was lingering, Qiao Luo filled the bathtub with water, asked him to take off his clothes, and lay down in it.

Qiao Nguyen did so.

Qiao Luo was holding a bath ball and was squeezing the shower gel, "You have an injury on your head, so let's not wash your hair, okay?"

Qiao Ruan was still sobbing: "I need to wash."

"..." Rabbit!
"Can't wash!" Qiao Luo said in a strong tone.

"To wash!" Qiao Ruan was also very tough.

This son of a bitch has changed! Not good at all!
"Wash it as soon as you wash it, anyway, you will be the one who hurts in the end!" Qiao Luo said harshly.

Qiao Ruan didn't speak.

In fact, when it came to helping him take a bath, Qiao Luo just gave him a hasty rub on his back, and he did the rest by himself.

However, when she saw that his back was covered with dense marks of being punched and kicked, she was instantly angry: "I regret why I didn't punch more."

Qiao Ruan's voice could not be heard clearly in the misty bathroom: "Sister."

"What?" Qiao Luo didn't hear clearly.

Qiao Ruan didn't speak.

After a while, his forbearing voice came: "It's nothing."

"Oh." Qiao Luo concentrated on rubbing his back, trying to be careful not to touch his wound.

Amidst the water mist, Qiao Ruan quietly opened her eyes, and her thick blood eyes gradually became clear and then black.

Every time he smells blood, his eyes turn red, and he wants to eat people...

Can't hurt my sister... can't eat people...

To learn to endure...

Within a few minutes, Qiao Luo was kicked out of the bathroom by Qiao Ruan.

Qiao Luo raised his middle finger towards the slammed door.

Who is used to it.

She was depressed for a while, then turned to call Teacher Su.

in the bathroom.

Qiao Ruan came out of the bathtub, bent over and leaned against the cold tiles, with a painful expression on his face.

He lost all his energy, and forcibly converting his blood eyes into black eyes would cost him a huge price.

The pain in his body was unbearable, as if being scorched by the fire of hell.

With shaking hands, he turned on the cold water.

Water splashed from the unkempt head.

half an hour later

Qiao Ruan walked out of the bathroom with a pale face.

The hair was already wet, and the gauze fell in the bathroom.

The wound began to bleed again.

Seeing his appearance, Qiao Luo almost died of anger.

"You brat, didn't I say you can't wash your hair? It's fine now, it hurts again! Damn it!! Why are you so cold?!" Qiao Luo almost jumped up in anger.

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(End of this chapter)