Falling in love with his bed

"Yi, are you ok?" What happened suddenly makes fan Zheyun extremely worried. He shouts with his mouth closed. He holds Ding Yi's hands tightly, and his eyes are full of concern. He carefully examines Ding Yi's body.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" Ding Yi gently patted fan Zheyun on the cheek. His eyes were full of pity for fan Zheyun.

"Asshole, why are you sneaking on people?" Seeing that Ding Yi is not hurt, fan Zheyun raises her head and glares at the cross wind. She yells and scolds fiercely. Her small hands hold Ding Yi's hands tightly and protect Ding Yi tightly.

Hengfeng stood in the same place, put his hands in front of him, and squeezed his fists tightly. That was a cool face, but now it became as white as paper. His mouth was wide open, and he kept breathing. First, he took a breath. Then, he raised his head and looked at fan Zheyun, "little younger martial sister, I can't imagine that you have found an expert!"

After Hengfeng finished speaking, he no longer looked at fan Zheyun, but walked directly to the road in front of the church. There, there was a Holden V8 RV parked there. Hengshui was sitting in the car, and the car had started, while Hengshan was driving a motorcycle, waiting beside the RV.

"Yi, you, how did you suddenly become so powerful?" At this time, fan Zheyun, who was less worried, thought of a problem. Ding Yi, who he wanted to protect, was still an expert among the experts. Judging from the strength he showed just now, he was not sure that he could surpass him. Although he was once recognized as the most savvy person in the school since the founding of the school, he was not sure, Just now, with Ding Yi's speed and instant fury in dealing with the sneak attack, fan Zheyun fully believes that if he faces it, I'm afraid he will lose.

"Ha ha, this is a chance when I was in school. The Chinese martial arts I learned from my teacher is just some superficial Kung Fu. How dare I compare with you?" As Ding Yi spoke, he gently rubbed his hands and his face was modest. Fan Zheyun listened to Ding Yi's words and sighed, "Yi, please don't comfort me. I'm quite clear about my own strength. Although I dare not say that you can win me, at least you and I are between Bo Zhongyi!" Fan Zheyun said to the point, a pair of small hands, gently patted Ding Yi.

"Haha, that's my good wife. She's modest. Haha, I can compare with you there!" Once again flattering, for his wife, flattering, what's the big deal? Ding Yi has always insisted on this principle, to his wife, is to be generous, especially some free flattery, is willing to!

"Cluck, you can talk!" Although I know that Ding Yi is just trying to make himself happy and flatter himself, what's wrong with his husband's flattery? Listening to this comfortable flattery, fan Zheyun felt comfortable all over.

"Hey, hey!" Ding Yi smiles again, with a triumphant face, like a villain.

"Oh, come on, you still laugh. Why are you so powerful? Why didn't you do it when you were in danger? You, you are so funny. Let me be a weak woman. Really, let me deal with you! " Fan Zheyun says something in his mouth and reaches out a hand to pinch the tender meat on Ding Yi's waist. Seeing this, Ding Yi is fed up with the pain. He shakes his hand and explains in a hurry, "Hey, good wife, don't get angry. In the past, where did I have a chance to do it? What's more, at those times, with my wife and you playing your power, I'll do it again. Isn't it a bit like stealing your limelight? That's my husband's fault, so I'm doing this from the perspective of protecting your wife's glorious image! "