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Fu Zhengzhen patted his hand, and also sent him with contempt: "You should say: are you so rare in our Korean family?"

Han Siqi Jun frowned: "Like the truth."

"It's always true."

"Fu Zhengzheng, I really despise you."

Seeing Han Siqi's teeth gritted, Fu Zhengzheng intentionally smiled and said, "Xie Han praises the whole person."

Han Siqi kept staring at Fu Zhengzheng, and seemed to be holding back his anger, before he said, "The second brother is not suitable for you."

"Qiao Keren is not suitable for you." Fu Zhengzheng echoed this sentence without even thinking of his second brother.

"I know."

"You know?" Fu Zhengzheng questioned, "Is she still with her?"

Xu Yan said that Han Siqi's engagement was unwilling, but it seemed that he got along well with Qiao Keren. She was a little confused.

"This is my business."

It's cold talk again!

Fu Zhengzheng turned around and said coldly, "Do you think I'm in charge of you? Pull it down, who do you think you are?"

Han Siqi grabbed her arm and pulled it. Fuzheng, who took a breath, fell into his arms.

Han Siqi quickly pushed her away again to take off her pajamas.

Fu Zhengzheng was shocked. He shook off his hands, and clasped his chest tightly with his hands, as if he were close to the enemy: "Hey, what do you want to do! I'm welcome to move again!"

"Don't move!" Han Siqi drank and opened her hair. "Don't wake the stars."

"Don't touch me, I won't be noisy!" She still guarded her chest.

Han Siqi looked at her and said nothing, suddenly let go of her hand and turned around.

Fu Zhengzheng was relieved and sat down.

shameless! I also want to take advantage of people!

Compared with Ji Muxian, Han Siqi is so morally corrupt!

It's just that she was just being taken lightly in peace, Han Siqi went and returned!

Fu Zhengzhen was like an enemy again, but saw that he was holding a medicine chest in his hand.

It turned out that he wanted to get rid of it, she thought ...

She was a little embarrassed.

"Take off your clothes and sit down!" He ordered.

Fu Zhengzheng obediently undressed and sat down.

After sending Xu Yan away, she only looked after Fu Xing, and forgot to give her the medicine.

She took off her clothes and put it on her, and Han Siqi opened the medicine box, took out the cotton swabs and purple potion and placed it on the table, bent down slightly, and pushed her forehead to the sea as much as possible. Who knows that thick sea No one listened to him.

Fu Zhengzhen, who had understood what he meant, pointed to the dresser: "There is rubber band over there."

Han Siqi took a rubber band and tied her Liuhai with a little pigtail.

Feeling his clumsiness, she burst out a laugh.

"Don't move!" It was still an overbearing commanding tone, but this time she listened much more and couldn't stop smiling.

Han Siqi took a cotton swab with purple potion and carefully applied it to the little bruise on her forehead: "It hurts a bit, bear with me."

Fu Zhengzhen laughed again.

With a swipe of his head, the cotton swab in Han Siqi's hand was misplaced. He straightened up and stared at her: "Well, tell you not to move!"

Fu Zhengzheng couldn't help but smile: "Master, this is purple potion, not hydrogen peroxide. How can it hurt? Do you have common sense?"

Besides, I have never seen such a small injury? When she was in a police academy, this was not a pediatrics.

Han Siqi looked at the label on the bottle. There was a trace of unnaturalness on her face. She changed the cotton swab with purple potion and applied her abrasions on her neck.

"Whether it hurts or not, it's always good to be prepared early on."

"Even if it's something you don't like to do, you're not afraid of the worst result if you plan for the worst first."

There was something in Fu Zhengzheng's words that made Han Siqi frown, but he did not argue with her, but continued to look for a wound on her carefully.

After rubbing her head and neck, he sat down beside her, raised her wrists, and treated the last wound.

Looking at him so focused, Fu Zhengzheng was warm and sweet.

This kind of non-arguing is actually very good, she thought in her heart, of course, if there is no Joe Keren, it seems better.

Think far away?

After finishing painting, Han Siqi put down the cotton swab, continued to hold her wrist, and breathed gently for two breaths before letting it go.

"Don't mess around!" He shouted Fu Zhengzheng, who was about to crawl on the bed. "Don't get purple potions everywhere, dirty."

"Dirty?" She deliberately wiped his purple-painted hand on him. "His--"

The friction of the wound made her whisper softly. She just wanted to rub the purple potion on him, but forgot that the purple potion was used to help clean up the wound herself.

"Stupid woman!" Han Siqi had grabbed her hand and looked carefully, seeing that it hadn't deteriorated, she slowly put it down.

"Hey, you have purple potion." Looking at the traces of purple potion on his body neatly, Fu Zhengzheng reminded him.

"Um." He got up and poured tea.

"You have purple potion on you!" She thought he didn't hear her and raised the volume to remind him.

"it is good."

"What good?"

"good looking."

"Look at you!" Fu Zhengzhen couldn't help laughing.

He brought the tea cup to her, and he suddenly said, "Your head looks good."

After drinking a cup of tea, she cursed, "The pig's head looks good."

"It doesn't look good on you." Han Siqi, who had a thick smile under his eyes, took the small mirror on the dresser.

When he saw dozens of irregular purple patterns on his face in the mirror and the extremely ugly braid raised high, Fu Zhengzheng was furious: "You deliberately straighten me!"

"All?" Han Siqi raised an eyebrow and smiled, reached out and pulled her, and pressed her to the bed.

Fu Zhengzheng rolled and jumped out of bed, and saw that he turned and sat down, with one leg resting on his leg, holding his face with both hands, and straightened his face toward him: ! Call you whole! "

When Han Siqi's face was finally dark purple, she was afraid of noisy Fu Zhengzheng, covering her mouth to prevent herself from laughing, her fair face flushed red.

Han Siqi touched his face, imagining a "messy" face, and "glared" at her with a rigid face.

Fu Zhengzheng finally couldn't stop, rolled to the bed, buried his head in the quilt and laughed wildly, but couldn't stop for a long time.

"Slap!" She swallowed her ass, opened the quilt and scolded him, pointed at him with a grinning belly, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

He pulled a big hand and pulled her into his arms: "So funny?"

"Uh ..." She was about to be dangerous and bullied. She hurriedly pushed away, only to find that her mouth was smiling and crooked, and everyone laughed softly. For a moment, the whole person was already sitting on his lap.

"No movement!" He clasped her arms tightly.

She smiled stagnantly towards those twinkling eyes.

Although her coat had fallen off, the temperature of her whole body suddenly rose. Slowly, she lowered her eyes and gave up looking at him.

Who knew her hand caught her chin and forced her to raise her eyes.

"look at me!"

She did not do as he asked, she knew his face and his lips were slowly approaching, she wanted to move, but found that her body was soft, without a trace of resistance, and even with so little expectation, Expect that familiar smell to be closer, and closer.

"Zheng Zheng ..." With a slang-like voice, it really got closer.

He rarely heard him call her like this, she was a bit bored.

"Call me."

"what?"

"Call me."

"Han ..."

"No surname is allowed."

"Uh, that, I can't shout."

"Can't shout? It's punishable!"

After all, Han Siqi's wet lips covered.

"Well……"

Fu Zhengzheng didn't struggle, he didn't resist, and he let him suck.

She also enjoys it.

It wasn't until a foreign object invaded her placket that she suddenly woke up and pushed him away strongly.

Who knew he was holding her tightly and not letting her leave his arms.

Struggling and scratching, she froze until she felt a hard object under her leg.

"Shameless!" She whispered, but didn't dare move.

"I'm a normal man." He also loosened his hands.

Yes, it is clear that there is a passion for it, and it is also buoyant.

"It's so normal, when you see a beautiful woman, you get excited!" She satired.

He glanced at her braids and nodded. "Not a beautiful girl also works hard."

Fu Zhengzheng tore off his rubber band and fell on his face: "I'm not kidding you. Not every woman likes to crawl on her head."

He pulled back her who jumped from him, and Shen Yan said, "I'm not kidding, I ..."

His cell phone rang unexpectedly, and he quickly released her and went to dig for the cell phone.

Fu Zhengzhen saw that the quilt covered by Fu Xing slightly trembled, and hurried over, patted Fu Xing's chest gently: "Don't be afraid of the stars, Mommy is here."

It turned out that Han Siqi had gone outside to answer the phone.

After a while he came in again, looking a bit helpless: "I need to deal with something, you should stay with the stars, and pay attention to your own rest."

After speaking, he hurried away.

Knowing that he was a busy man, Fu Zhengzhen didn't say much. After watching Fu Xing's breathing was even again, he saw that it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and felt a bit tired, so he lay down beside him without knowing Just fell asleep.

Until Chen Qiaolan woke her up: "Zheng Zheng Zheng, you wake up soon, the stars have a fever!"

Fu Zhengzheng sat up suddenly, and stretched out her hand to Fu Xing's head, and she was very hot.

"It's thirty-nine degrees and seven!" Chen Qiaolan handed her the thermometer to her, "I'm afraid you're scared of the disease? Hurry to the hospital!"

Fu Zhengzheng hurriedly put on her clothes and was going to hug Fuxing.

Chen Qiaolan held her hand worriedly: "It's getting dark and it's snowing again. How can you do it alone? Call Master Siqi, right?"

Fu Zhengzheng looked at the clock and realized that it was already seven o'clock. She hurried to pick up Han Siqi from her mobile phone.

The phone rang for a long time before answering: "What's the matter?"

Han Siqi's voice was not slack or slow, and Fu Zhengzhen's heart sank when he heard it.