The Mysterious Ugly Wife Of The Emperor

This woman just came to help herself with the wound on her arm!

At this moment, Huo Hancheng would like to unload his arm!

Huo Hancheng gnashing his teeth: "you just came to show me my arm!"

Thanks to him, there are so many beautiful ideas in his brain.

Zuo Yueyue

She felt that Huo Hancheng's face became really fast, which would become extremely cold again.

"Of course." She took out the disinfectant and cotton swab from the medicine box.

She dipped a cotton swab with disinfectant and wiped it on Huo Hancheng's arm.

Huo Hancheng:

Caught off guard, he felt a chill on his arm.

Well, it was a comfortable chill.

His eyes narrowed, and his arm went closer to the left moon.

The wound on Huo Hancheng's arm is not very serious, so there is no need for gauze, just need to be treated with disinfectant.

And in the left month processing, Huo Hancheng's eyes fell on the left month's hand.

Zuo Yueyue has a beautiful hand.

It's white and delicate, even on the finger cover, it has a light pink luster.

Huo Hancheng's eyes are more and more deep and secluded than the boundless sea.

He is worthy of Huo Hancheng's love for the woman, even a pair of hands are so beautiful.

Here Zuo Yueyue finally managed the wound on Huo Hancheng's arm.

As soon as her hand was about to go back, she was suddenly held.

The man's big palm is hot, which instantly surrounds the palm of left moon.

The moon was stunned.

She looked at Huo Hancheng in amazement.

"You have beautiful hands." Huo Hancheng's tone was hoarse.

He looked at the eyes of Zuo Yueyue's hand as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

Zuo Yueyue subconsciously takes her hand back from Huo Hancheng's big hand.

Huo Hancheng is quite dissatisfied with the action of taking back the left moon, and his eyes are full of displeasure.

Left moon "cough" A: "how do you get your arm, grandfather thought it was just rolling down the stairs to do."

"No Huo Hancheng answered directly.

Zuo Yueyue thought it was not done at that time. She said that the wound must have been for some time.

"How can you get it?" Left moon asked subconsciously.

Huo Hancheng's eyebrows moved.

How did she get it? Of course, it's because she got it.

But Huo Hancheng did not say so.

"That's it." He took it lightly.

"Be careful after that." Zuo Yueyue reminded me by the way.

Such a light sentence, but let Huo Hancheng's heart happy a little bit.

Sure enough, Zuo Yueyue still loves him. He will see that his arm is injured. He not only brings the medical box to treat his wound, but also instructs him to be careful!

After the month, I will be careful of the moon on my left side

Zuo Yueyue

Her goose bumps were aroused by Huo Hancheng's words.

"Then you have a good rest. I'll go first." Zuo Yueyue stands up with the medical box.

"Just go?" Huo Hancheng also stood up, the tall figure instantly shrouded the left moon.

"Why not go?"

Huo Hancheng's eyes became meaningful: "left moon, are we not doing something?"

Zuo Yueyue is in a panic.

Huo Hancheng looks at himself in this way, which is very meaningful.

She subconsciously stepped back: "what's the matter, you and I have nothing to do."

Huo Hancheng took a step forward: "you come to my study just to give me medicine."

"Of course." Zuo Yueyue is very calm.

"Is not for," Huo Hancheng this sentence has not finished, suddenly the hand held up the left month's head, the lip deeply pressed up.

Zuo Yueyue

Before she could react, her lips were blocked.

The man's moist lips blocked all her exits.

Left month tries to struggle, she pats Huo Hancheng with her hand, but the next second her hand is held high above her head.

Men's kisses are very aggressive.

He almost swallowed up the left moon.

Zuo Yueyue was swept by a wave of fear.

Gradually, men are more than content with a kiss.

His hands untied the first button on Zuo Yueyue's clothes.

The second one.

The third one.

Zuo Yueyue's body is shaking.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Huo Hancheng, not at all, especially when so many things happened in these two days.Just when Huo Hancheng untied the buttons on her clothes, she loosened the shackles on her hand. She subconsciously wanted to push Huo Hancheng away with her hand again.

However, the movement to push aside was stopped.

I'm afraid she doesn't have the strength to push Huo Hancheng away, but she doesn't have any success.

All of a sudden, the residual light of the left moon aimed at a vase on the tea table next to it.

There was a faint light in her eyes.

That vase, I'm afraid, is her last hope.

If you smash the vase on Huo Hancheng's head, nothing will happen.

Zuo Yueyue's hand tentatively went to get the vase, but she really reached it.

Zuo Yueyue is going to smash the vase on Huo Hancheng's head when she raises the vase. However, in the most critical moment, countless scenes flash through her mind.

When she was bullied, it was Huo Hancheng who helped her out when she was bullied.

When she was nearly humiliated by the group of bodyguards, it was Huo Hancheng who saved her.

When the whole world ridiculed her for being ugly, it was Huo Hancheng who seriously told her that she was beautiful and beautiful.

Left month's eyes flash through the struggle.

A moment later, the struggle turned into a resolution.

The vase in Zuo Yueyue's hand was smashed down.

But it was not on Huo Hancheng's head, but on his own head.

Since you can't hit Huo Hancheng ruthlessly, you should hit yourself.

At least hit himself dizzy, hit head and blood, Huo Hancheng should not be able to continue to do that kind of thing to himself.

"Pa"

a clear sound.

The vase fell to the ground and split in an instant.

Pieces of ground.

Huo Hancheng looked at Zuo Yueyue in dismay: "you are crazy on the left moon!"

If he didn't suddenly see Zuo Yueyue holding a vase to smash on his head, if he hadn't hit the vase on the ground with quick eyes and quick hands, I'm afraid Zuo Yueyue's head would have been full of blood by the vase now.

The sound of the vase falling to the ground makes Zuo Yueyue feel refreshed.

She was thrilled at the debris.

"What do you want to do, Zuo Yueyue?" The voice of the man with anger rings in the ear of left moon.

Left month month raised the eye son.

She looked at Huo Hancheng, and her voice trembled faintly: "I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to smash the vase on my head. Would you not do that to me?"