Substitute Sweet Wife: Han Shao has deep routines

A lunge bounced off the bed, and because of the pain, he began to torture himself. He punched the wall with his clenched fist hard, and after only two punches, it was dripping with blood, and the fist was bloody and bloody.

But Han Yuyang was still in pain and couldn't relax. He slammed his head against the wall, not to mention his forehead was broken, and started to bleed. Lin Xia didn't know whether to complain that the hole in the forehead of the two of them matched each other, or should he say Han Yuyang went crazy and hurt himself, Dragon King went crazy and hurt others, etc.

He just bit his lips tightly and didn't let himself make another sound, and rushed forward again, pressing Han Yuyang who had lost his mind on the bed, and pressed there with all his strength.

"Han Yuyang, just bear with it, bear with it, okay? It will be fine, you see, my blood is serum, when you recover, not only will you not be in pain, but you will become a super soldier, think about it , you are better than everyone else, aren't you very excited, Han Yuyang... ah..."

Lin Xia was overturned by Han Yuyang again, and then Han Yuyang pressed on Lin Xia. He was irrational, and only felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, so familiar that he wanted to do something.

He put his hand on Lin Xiaxue's white neck, and felt that it felt very good. If he pinched it lightly, the crisp sound of fracture must be very pleasant to hear.

His hands were gradually exerting force, and the person in front of him really couldn't stand it, and kept patting his arms, his eyes were red, veins popped up on his forehead, his face was flushed, his expression was extremely distorted, and then wet liquid slipped down from the corners of his eyes.

Han Yuyang looked at the tears and became even more unhappy. He felt that the tears were something he hated. He lowered his head, pointed his mouth at the liquid, and licked it lightly. His lips fell on Lin Xia's injured area. forehead.

The taste of blood slipped into his mouth, with an indescribably sweet feeling, this breath forced Han Yuyang to do more things, he instinctively bit Lin Xia's lips, and pulled her away with the other hand clothes.

Lin Xia gasped heavily, and when the hand on her neck was released, she hadn't woken up from the joy of escaping from death, and faced the current situation again.

Fortunately, she was about to break her foot, but her back was not injured, otherwise, Lin Xia might cry.

The figure of the man was shaking, and there were three or five double images constantly shaking in front of her eyes. Lin Xia shook her eyes again, but there were still double images. She knew that she was seriously ill and had a high fever.

Looking at the man again, she endured the pain and reached out to touch his face and forehead. She didn't have a fever, but she looked a little crazy. How should I say it, like a drugged Teddy, only instinct remained.

The same is true for the protagonist in the novel who practices martial arts and becomes obsessed, and just needs a heroine to help relieve his anger. No, it may not be a heroine, but he will meet a woman anyway.

Lin Xia's three views have been reorganized for the first time. I don't know how many times I have seen the zombie version of the Dragon King. Now I see the crazy version of Han Yuyang. Does Gao Wu actually exist in her world? She is an ordinary person like her, a weak chicken, she doesn't know at all.

Lin Xia didn't know how long it had passed, and then fell asleep in a daze, but before falling asleep, he made a decision to beat Han Yuyang after waking up, and let him know what the temptation of a wife is.

I don't know how long she slept, but Lin Xia woke up from the trance. She was top-heavy, lying in Han Yuyang's arms as if she had no bones. Looking at Han Yuyang again, she still didn't wake up.

Lin Xia broke him over and put him away, tentatively put his fingers on his nose, breathed smoothly and powerfully, and the temperature on his forehead was moderate, then lay down on his stomach and listened to the sound of his heartbeat,

Well, even the heartbeat is strong and strong, so there is no problem, but I don't know why Han Yuyang didn't wake up.

Lin Xia looked at the scratches on his back, spat lightly, stood up with one foot deep and one shallow, and put on his clothes. This is where the problem came.

The clothes were all torn by Han Yuyang, and there was no way to wear them again. Lin Xia angrily pulled off Han Yuyang's shirt and put it on, and cut off the lower half of the badly torn pants, and put them on as shorts. Cover where it should be covered.

As for Han Yuyang, go wear his animal skin, a beast.

Taking a few bites of a compressed biscuit, Lin Xia cut open the wound from yesterday, injected another needle of blood, and injected it into Han Yuyang's arm.

In fact, she was still a little apprehensive. After all, she was the first person to complete the experiment, and no one could prove that this serum would definitely solve all the problems of the potential medicine.

But as long as Han Yuyang is still alive, they can have more hope.

After treating Han Yuyang's wound from yesterday's madness, after wiping it with a towel, Lin Xia was surprised, holding Han Yuyang's fist, almost thinking that he had a fever and was dazzled.

That pair of fists hit the stone wall yesterday, and almost collapsed the wall made of rattan and stone. The fists were also bloody, but now, she rubbed harder, and the blood scabs on the fists were wiped out. All wiped off.

It doesn’t matter if it’s wiped off. After it’s wiped off, the fist is intact and clean, not even a tiny wound. If it weren’t for those blood scabs and her sore body, Lin Xia would have thought that yesterday The thing that made Han Yuyang go crazy was that she was dreaming because of a fever.

Lin Xia quickly took Han Yuyang's other hand. Even the water didn't help. She rubbed her fingers vigorously, and the blood scab came off. The skin and flesh underneath were intact and firm, without any wounds.

Lin Xia stared at the perfect pair of fists for a while, then looked at Han Yuyang's forehead. Yesterday her forehead was injured, and Han Yuyang was also injured, because she complained about it. After waking up, Han Yuyang's forehead was clean. Lin Xia didn't care at first, but now she doesn't care anymore.

Damn, that's totally unscientific.

Dazed for a while, Lin Xia straightened Han Yuyang, put his hands on his chest, posed a standard and elegant posture, covered the animal skin, and left the cave with a dazed expression.

After walking two steps, she suddenly said: "This world is really not ordinary, it should be a fantasy world. Next time, if I see someone using Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, I will definitely not catch up with a bumpkin to watch."

What's the use of onlookers? It's a fantasy world. Hurry up and learn to make yourself a generation of heroines. In the future, if she wants to fight against the sky, it's good to have a backer. It's okay, she's only under 30 years old, there is still room to learn.

Well, if she becomes a hero of the generation, she will be able to get promoted and raise her salary to become a female boss, marry Han Yuyang, and reach the pinnacle of her life from then on. Thinking about it, she is a little excited.

Lin Xia chuckled twice, the voice was extremely obscene, and just after laughing, she suddenly threw herself on the ground softly, landing on her face in a standard manner.

A pair of hands stretched out in time, wrapped around Lin Xia's soft waist, led her to stand firm, and leaned against this man's arms. Lin Xia wanted to see his face clearly, but fell into the darkness.