The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

Zhang Yuhe, "Examine the mastermind of this parade again."

Mastermind? It's not Zhou Hongshan.

Liu Huanjiao hesitated, and finally said, "The handsome man must pay attention to the mastermind! Don't let him go! Be careful of him! Maybe he will do something in the future!"

It fell on his own business, but Zhang Yuhe was silent, just cleaning the wound without saying anything.

Liu Huanjiao was worried, and her tone was a little anxious, "Great handsome! You must rest assured about this!"

"Do you know the mastermind?"

A soft sentence fell like thunder in Liu Huanjiao's ears.

"No, I don't know." Liu Huanjiao definitely denied it. Of course, she didn't know each other.

Zhang Yuhe didn't speak, and didn't know whether he believed it or not.

"In short, you have to be careful, Marshal. Now that the turmoil has already occurred, no one can predict what will happen next."

After a pause, Liu Huanjiao gritted her teeth or gave Zhang Yuhe a vaccination, "You must not trust anyone credulous, no one will be kind to someone inexplicably."

"Including you?" Zhang Yuhe finally said.

Liu Huanjiao was taken aback and nodded, "Yes, including me. But I can swear that I will never do anything to hurt the handsome!"

"Yes?"

"Yes! I swear, if I do something that hurts the handsome, let me..."

Before finishing speaking, Zhang Yuhe suddenly interrupted Liu Huanjiao, "I don't believe this."

Liu Huanjiao was silent, not knowing what to say for a while.

When the atmosphere was dignified, Zhang Yuhe suddenly laughed and said, "What's wrong with Madam? Of course this handsome believes you. He is also concerned about what he just said."

Liu Huanjiao breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "Dashuai is my husband, of course I care."

Zhang Yuhe raised his eyes and saw Liu Huanjiao's as always indifferent and gentle face, and in her eyes there was a deep concern that he could guess.

Very, very sincere concern.

Zhang Yuhe suddenly asked: "Madam, you love me, don't you?"

Ah? Why did you mention this abruptly, Liu Huanjiao only froze for a second, and said seriously: "Yes, I love you, handsome."

She sincerely confessed, this is not the first time, and perhaps it is not the last.

Zhang Yuhe put down the tweezers, and pulled out all the things stuck in his feet.

He stood up, went to wash his hands, and was going to apply medicine to Liu Huanjiao for a while.

When she turned her back to wash her hands, she seemed to be talking to herself and Liu Huanjiao.

The tone seemed to have attachment, resentment, and...fear.

"I have always had a hunch, as long as I admit that I love you..."

Zhang Yuhe stopped suddenly, and only a few seconds later said with difficulty, "...I will lose you."

After speaking, she turned around again. I don't know when, Liu Huanjiao stood behind him.

Looking straight at him.

Just when Zhang Yuhe wanted to ask her why she went to the ground, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

the first time.

She kissed him.

Liu Huanjiao stood on the ground again, still looking up, and said, "I love you, handsome, I said."

"So please just like me, it's okay."

"I will not leave you."

The eyes of the two intertwined, his eyes were only her, and her eyes were only him.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuhe held Liu Huanjiao's waist with one hand, lowered his head and kissed Liu Huanjiao's lips, invaded her territory, plundered every inch of her sweetness, and the breath she relied on for survival.

It's like the last madness.

I can't wait to merge Liu Huanjiao into my own flesh and blood!

Why don't you let go of your hand, don't want to let go of her!

In the end, she was still distressed, and she carried Liu Huanjiao to the hospital bed, cleaned her wound, and wrapped it up with cloth.

After everything is handled.

Zhang Yuhe looked at Liu Huanjiao and raised his lips, "You said you love me..."

"You really seem to love me."

"But, in your eyes, there is not a trace of love for me."

Liu Huanjiao was shocked, then full of doubts.

Zhang Yuhe touched Liu Huanjiao's head, "And I already love you, my love is miserable!"

He has long been in the quagmire.

The more you struggle, the deeper you sink.