"She touched his face." my aunt could bear it, but my uncle couldn't.

Zhao Yi quickly grabbed his arm and just pulled him aside: "you're wrong. The baby is patting his face, not touching."

"What's the difference? Let go." patting and touching didn't all touch his face. Nalan Che couldn't bear it. He stared at him with a fierce cold look.

"It's a big difference. Don't be a soldier. It's no big deal to pat your face. It's no big deal like this." Zhao Yi stretched out his hand and patted his face.

Suddenly, a chilly voice came: "Zhao Yi, what are you doing?"

When Zhao Yi heard the sound, his body immediately shook and quickly turned back. Qin ran stood straight behind them in a tailored suit. The handsome face, both righteous and evil, was shrouded in a layer of frost at the moment, and the pure black eyes exposed outside the eye mask, with ice spikes, stared at him.

From his point of view at the moment, he grabbed Nalan Che's arm and his palm was less than an inch away from his face. How do you look at this posture.

When he vomited in his heart, he quickly released his hand, raised his hands above his head, walked innocently towards him, smiled and chanted: "dear, misunderstanding, big misunderstanding."

Friends can accompany, but they must pay more attention to color than friends, which is his consistent purpose of life.

Doesn't that mean slapping your face is no big deal?

What's the situation now?

Nalan Chul's face was blue and ruthlessly gouged out Zhao Yi.

At the moment, Zhao Yi is trying to appease her baby. Other people's affairs are as light as Hongmao's.

Nalan Che was about to enter the ward. As soon as the door was pushed, Tong Xiaoman came out with a dark face, then passed him and walked out.

How could he stand her indifference and immediately catch up and want to hold her hand? Then he remembered something. As soon as his palm turned, he should hold her palm.

These tiny movements did not escape her eyes.

Let him keep pretending.

Tong Xiaoman was very angry and wanted to get rid of his hand, but he held it tightly. She couldn't get rid of it and became more angry.

She stared at him and said coldly, "let go."

He looked at her deeply and spit out two words: "don't let go."

She was so angry that she said, "really? I'm not polite to you."

He looked at her with a slight hook in the corner of his mouth: "just don't be unkind to me."

How can this scoundrel say such imaginative words.

She was so angry that she grabbed his hand, aimed it at the back of his hand, opened her mouth and bit it hard.

He didn't say a word, didn't even frown, and let her bite hard.

Tong Xiaoman was really cruel this time. She bit very hard. Until the fishy blood seeped out, she was surprised that she had bitten his hand and bled.

She quickly opened her mouth and stared at the tooth above her.

"Is the anger gone?" a low voice slowly came into her ear.

She bit her lip and snorted coldly. Her heart was blocked.

"There is a coffee shop nearby. The desserts are good. Do you want to try them?" Nalan Che reached out and stroked her uncomfortable cheek and coaxed her softly.

She tried hard to refuse, but a grunt came from her stomach.

She's hungry.

The day and night she disappeared, she must have had enough to eat and sleep.

Nalan Che was very distressed and immediately took her hand and went outside.

Tong Xiaoman struggled for a few times and knew that he couldn't earn his magic palm, so he left everything until he had a full stomach.

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