It's you: President Bamboo Horse, are you eating grass?

Chapter 127 If an Apple Has Life, It's Obviously Dead Now

After being rejected so repeatedly, Xiao Chen was a little embarrassed: "Well, I interrupted."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out, but at the moment he turned around, his eyes showed a gloomy look.

Yan Ranli sneered, turned to look at someone who was seriously peeling apples, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

After pondering for a while, I finally found a euphemism: "Xiao Ling, what is it about this apple that makes you unhappy?"

"Ah? Didn't offend me!" Yan Ranyi raised her head in panic after being called on, with an innocent look on her face.

"Then why are you... gnashing your teeth at it so much."

"No, I'm just peeling apples." Yan Ranyi answered truthfully.

cut?

But he thinks it's more appropriate to use "kill". The apple that was originally good has been spoiled by this girl, okay?According to her peeling method, it is estimated that the skin is not finished, and the flesh is gone.

If the apple had life, it was clearly dead by now.

Of course, Yan Ranli would not say this.

Sighing, stretched out his hand: "Come on, let me help you."

"Aren't you on an IV drip, peeling an apple with one hand?"

Yan Ran Li raised his forehead and pointed to it: "It's ready."

"Mouth, when will it be good, why didn't I see it." Yan Ranyi expressed surprise.

Yan Ranli has black hair.

Brother, you didn't pay attention to when I started the drip and when it ended from the beginning!

Watching her inflicting the death penalty on the apple in horror, Yan Ranli said again: "Give it to me, I will peel it for you, don't hurt your hand."

"Emmmmmm, okay." Yan Ranyi looked at the apple in her hand that had been torn apart by five horses, and chose to compromise.

She is a very self-aware person, she never pretends to know, or pretends to know.

Yan Ranli took the apple and started to save it with familiar techniques. The fruit knife was turning in his hand like a perfect work of art.

Yan Ranyi watched intently.

Aww, beautiful little hands!

"that……"

"what?"

"Can you chop off your hand for me?"

"Crack!"

Yan Ranyi looked at the apple that had been cut in half, and she was shocked: "The chicken jelly is the chicken jelly, let me tell you, let's go back."

Looking down at the less than one-fifth of the apple left, Yan Ranli calmly threw it into the trash can: "Okay, but... this meal shouldn't be counted, right?"

"Not counting!" Yan Ranyi hurriedly waved her hands.

It's a joke, eating someone into the hospital with one meal, she doesn't want to mention such embarrassing things again in her life!

"Ah That's good."

……

Glancing at someone who was carefully supporting her to walk, Yan Ranli endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but say: "Xiao Ling."

"Huh?" Yan Ranyi turned to look at Junyan who was close at hand with doubts.

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to realize it, Yan Ranli sighed, and said helplessly: "I'm allergic, and it's already cured, it's not that I'm lame."

"No, no, you are very weak now...ah!"

Yan Ranli smirked and hugged her horizontally, raising her sword eyebrows: "I'm weak?"

"Uh... well, I get it, you put me down first."

"No, the car is right in front, it's too troublesome to let you down."

Then Yan Ranyi was bathed in the eyes of the nurses and sisters who saw this scene, and was carried into the car by the other party.

emmmmmmm

Why does this scene always feel so familiar?

I vaguely remembered that someone had done the same thing not long ago, but the other party was a young lady who was so beautiful that both people and gods hated each other.

The moonlight is like water, and the stars are embedded in the huge blue sky, like a chess game laid by the gods, with an indescribable charm.

The elegant melody of jumpfly's piano concerto lingers in my ears, like dancing elves, which is fascinating.

emmmmmmm

(End of this chapter)