Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

Qiye looked at her coldly. Tang Doudou vaguely saw a trace of thin anger from his eyes and thought he would punish himself. Unexpectedly, Qiye suddenly stood up.

"Hey..."

Tang Doudou was about to speak when he saw that Qiye had taken a big step and walked outside.

She was stunned for a second before she reacted. Then she jumped up conditionally and hugged Qiye's waist from behind: "are you leaving like this?"

Seven nights stopped walking, but he didn't even look back. He just said faintly, "otherwise?"

"My hand is not well yet. Aren't you going to take me to the hospital?"

Tang Doudou deliberately pretended to be wronged and wanted to win sympathy.

Qiye disagreed: "you don't take yourself to heart and want others to care about you, huh?"

"I don't care about myself..." Tang Doudou glanced: "it's like your back itching. Can you control not to scratch?"

Although he asked, Tang Doudou didn't expect him to answer, but he didn't expect Qiye to say, "yes."

At least for him, there was nothing that could not be restrained.

Tang Doudou: "

Well, she's wrong

Mingming was still a little proud and charming just now. She suddenly became a good girl again. She released her hand, turned and walked back to the bed to sit down, lowered her head and stared at her toes without talking.

But her eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, swept on Qiye.

Go, no go... Go, no go

Tang Doudou silently repeated several times in his heart, and suddenly felt himself shrouded in a shadow.

She raised her head and looked at her seven night eyes. Her eyes were deep and deep. She couldn't see the end at a glance.

Tang Doudou looked at him for a while and couldn't help laughing, "I knew you wouldn't ignore me."

Qiye really had no way to take her. Even if her hand was just a small problem, he was still worried.

The big hand wrapped the small hand and said calmly, "let's go and go to the hospital."

In fact, after applying the ointment, Tang Doudou's hands have improved, but she still went to the hospital with Qiye.

Tang Doudou was the first person in history to peel yam into the hospital.

At the same time, Beiwan 1st Street.

A man was hung on a street lamp, his hands and feet were tied, his mouth was sealed with tape, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Passers by stopped to watch and pointed at the man.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know... I didn't see him when I went out just now. How did I hang it up for a while?"

"You see if his face was beaten, red, swollen and bruised..."

"He must be in trouble. There was a bit of chaos here in Beiwan. Why don't you call the police and let the police deal with him?"

"Forget it, don't mind your own business. We can't afford to provoke some people..."

After some discussion, they dispersed one after another.

The man wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

Because he was hung too high, his body was weightless and he was so tired that he could hardly breathe.

But nobody cared about this kind of business, so he hung up for three hours before his own people found him and saved him.

On the way home, Tang Doudou leaned against the window, bored to open wechat and brush his circle of friends.

As a result, I saw several photos in which a man was hung on a street lamp.

The man was beaten beyond recognition. Tang Doudou recognized him only when he saw the tattoo on his neck.

"Brother Qiye, what did you do?!"

She turned her head and looked at the man beside her who was concentrating on driving the car. Her face was unbelievable/