The cute wife is fierce and fierce: the husband holds it high

The corner of Gu Nuan's mouth tugged and tugged, then suddenly collapsed, with a weird smile hanging.

She clashed her fists and cracked her knuckles, "I'm sorry, please avoid it, I want to be a family."

Only then did Guo Ziqian realize that he might have caused a catastrophe by being cheap for a while.

Gu Nuan's anger is not terrible, no matter how much she will not pester others, but Brother Huo is different, he has ten thousand ways to make life worse than death, the so-called bloodless...

Finish the ball.

On the contrary, Xie Heng with a calm face pulled Guo Ziqian up, and quietly said: "Third brother, save a little effort, don't hurt yourself."

Hurt?
Gu Nuan raised her brows high, humming in her nasal cavity, laughing at herself thinking that she was raising her momentum, and slowly pressing the bones of her knuckles, she approached Huo Tingchu.

He didn't even take a step back, he stood calmly on the spot, when Gu Nuan got closer, his body moved slightly, as if he leaned forward inadvertently.

The tip of Gu Nuan's nose pierced into his chest, and she was stunned for a moment, then quickly backed away, coughing twice to regain her momentum.

"What else do you have to say?"

"say what?"

"Your legs are obviously good, but you have to pretend to be paralyzed, and you have to be supported wherever you go. Your hands are obviously good, and you can wipe yourself. You lied to me and asked me to help you. You lied to me like this, your conscience Won't it hurt?"

"Hemiplegia?" Huo Tingchu only grasped the incorrect analogy in her words.

He didn't feel it when he was talking fast, but now that he singled it out to say it, Gu Nuan felt that his words were inappropriate.

But the words have already been said, there is no reason to take them back, even if they know that they are wrong, they have to stick their necks and pretend to be very righteous, "Why, what's the matter, what did I say wrong?"

Huo Tingchu took a decisive step forward, grabbed her long arm, and easily rolled her body into his arms, which was too late for her to retreat. His slender fingers, who were accustomed to holding cigarettes, pressed lightly on her waist for a little bit, pressing the approaching facial features It seemed extremely profound.

His eyes narrowed slightly with a hint of depth, and when he grabbed people for a moment, he couldn't escape his gaze at all.

"It's better, let me do it myself to let you feel whether I am paralyzed or not."

Gu Nuan swallowed. With Huo Tingchu's body, it would probably take an hour or two to calm down with a set of combined punches in his heyday. Even if he was injured, his physical strength is still impressive compared to Gu Nuan, a weakling. .

After all the calculations, she will only suffer.

And Huo Tingchu looked at her at this time, it didn't look like she was joking, but more like she was serious.

For some reason, she had the illusion that she had dug a hole for herself?

"Then what, if you have something to say, it's okay if I don't scold you."

Gu Nuan rubbed against his shoulder secretly, and pushed it out, but there was no push.

What's going on with the numbness of the scalp...

Huo Tingchu slowly grabbed her chin and lifted it up, "I have to let you straighten up your family style, how can you let me go so easily."

As soon as the words "proper family style" came out, Gu Nuan suddenly felt as if he was pinching her pigtails.

Did he do it on purpose?

"I, me, me, I'm a mouthful..."

Too bad, the mind has been bewitched by the place!

Gu Nuan silently recited the Purifying Mantra twice in her heart.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form...

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said the most embarrassing words in the toughest tone: "You...you have a temper, stay away from me, don't get close to me, can you talk properly!"

"Why don't you sit down?"

Gu Nuan didn't realize how this "sit" was operated, and suddenly her body was suspended in the air.

She had no choice but to wrap her hands around his neck to maintain her balance. She thought he was going to be hugged by the princess, but after he sat down first, he palmed her underarms on both sides, and lifted her up to her thighs like a chicken , with legs crossed at the sides, facing him.

What a pose!
Gu Nuan's entire back straightened, feeling as if she was being stretched by a thread, and she couldn't gather her fierceness all the time, but she was so melted by his fingers that she couldn't even lift her up.

"It's more convenient for you to correct your family style."

He acted as if he let you get what you want, which made Gu Nuan feel dizzy and dizzy...

Huo Tingchu is wearing navy blue home clothes, which are soft in texture and loose in cut, which is convenient for his injuries. It is a little more charming and lazy than usual suits. There is no neckline, and it has a design similar to nightgowns. The muscle lines bound by bandages under the big V-neck are perfectly outlined. He raised his head, and after cutting his hair short, his eyebrows are high and his eyes are wide, making him more sexy and charming...

Gu Nuan stared at him blankly, feeling that it was a waste to even blink her eyes, her little face became more and more red, and suddenly her whole body trembled, as if she had regained her senses, a violent cough choked out of her throat, and her heart was suppressed unceasingly .

so despicable...

The so-called battle between heaven and man, a fight between thoughts, she lost a complete defeat.

"When were you able to walk freely?"

"It will be possible from the beginning."

Gu Nuan raised her eyebrows, "Then every time you help you, what do you mean by pressing your body over and pretending to be struggling?"

Huo Ting paused for a moment, but did not answer immediately, he raised his hand, and stroked her slender fingers from the center of her eyebrows to the end of her eyebrows, "Of course I want to try whether my escaped bride still has nostalgia for me. "

Gu Nuan slapped his hand, and the dead duck said stiffly: "That's just to take care of you when you get hurt, don't think too much, it's not love, it's just helping, it's helping, do you understand the meaning of helping?"

Huo Tingchu looked at her calmly, and there was always Gu Nuan's charming little face in his dark pupils.

She has always neglected that once she tells a lie or is nervous, her face will flush unnaturally, and the center of her brows will also knit unconsciously.

He just looked at her like this, as if looking at a painting, and his mood got better and better.

Gu Nuan slowly couldn't hold back in his line of sight, and all his bravado seemed to be stripped of his coat.

She bit her lip and moaned to express her dissatisfaction, "You are an actor, you are better at acting than me."

The corners of Huo Ting's lips hooked slightly, and his voice became deeper and deeper, "diligence can make up for one's weakness."

"..." Use idioms indiscriminately!
Gu Nuan suddenly thought of something, pulled his big V-neck away, and stared hard at the sofa wrapped around his chest.

Looking at it, he went straight to poking his finger at the wound on his left heart.

Huo Tingchu hummed softly, as if he was really hurt.

Gu Nuan quickly withdrew her hand, her lips trembled, and she swayed in an unstable voice: "I thought your injury would have healed long ago, and you are bluffing me by pestering this thing."

Huo Tingchu took her hand and pressed it to her wound. Gu Nuan couldn't see the severity of the injury, but he could feel his chest heaving violently, and the frequency was out of order.