The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Chapter 660 Perfect World (39)

Yan Fu nodded: "He saved me."

If he wants to get out of the laboratory environment, it will take at least a hundred years without external force.

Baitang not only saved his life, but also the rest of his life.

Although he remembers hatred now, he doesn't suffer too much. Even life is warm, with a little bit of honey smelling, and there is a peaceful wind blowing slightly, making the warm color and the smell of honey waft in the whole heart.

It turned out that there really was a person with such great magic power.

When I see it, I want to get close.

When I saw it, I couldn't stop the corners of my mouth from rising.

This feeling is amazing.I can't explain it clearly, I don't know the way, I can only experience it for myself.

Baitang rolled his eyes, shook the hands they were holding, and said intentionally: "As the saying goes, saving a life is like giving birth to a new parent, so..."

Yan Fu: "???"

Before Baitang could finish his sentence, Yan Fu covered his lips.

Yan Fu: "???"

What is she saying?
Ok? ? ?
Yan Fu was very puzzled: "Huh?"

Baitang simply laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha..."

Yan Fu: "..."

Who can understand his mood?
She clearly knew what she wanted, but she didn't say it.

He also said that the grace of saving lives should be like reborn parents.

Who wants to be her son? ? ?

He doesn't want a mother, as far as his mother is concerned, nothing is better than having one.

After all, she is already dead, and it is impossible for Yan Fu to think about her.

Yan Fu also suspected that Bai Tang just shook the hand they were holding, intending to say that it is only natural for a mother to hold her son's hand.

No no no, he can't think like that.

Yan Fu said quietly: "Have you laughed enough? Sister Bai!"

"Baitang!"

"Tangtang?"

"Tang'er?"

"Little Tanger!"

"Tang!"

Yan Fu gritted his teeth more loudly.

There is nothing he can do about her.

Angry is not angry, after all seeing her happy, he is also in a good mood.

Baitang pulled out his hand and patted his shoulder: "Let's go!"

Taking big strides forward, Baitang walked quite fast.

Occasionally, he looked down at his hands.

My palms are hot.

Fingers intertwined, it's really... hard to resist.

Fortunately, she shifted her gaze very quickly.

Yan Fu looked at Baitang's appearance, resting his head on his hands, thoughtful.

How do you feel... not quite right?
Could it be his illusion?
Yan Fu always feels that Baitang seems to be running away.

Having been alone for more than half a month, Yan Fu felt that he knew Baitang better.

Baitang has some small habits.

She likes to carry some sugar with her, however, she doesn't eat it herself...

She walked with the wind, and never looked at her hands like this.

Ok?
hand……

Yan Fu felt that he had discovered something, and the corners of his mouth rose to a very high angle.

Yan Fu ran to catch up, and could not refuse to sign Baitang's hand, pretending to be surprised: "Tang, your hand is so hot!"

Baitang: "..."

Well, the geomantic omens take turns, the heavens will spare no one, it will be her turn.

Baitang was serious: "A person's body temperature is maintained within a certain range, and so is my hand. You must be feeling wrong."

Yan Fu: "I heard that when people are nervous, they will sweat, and sometimes their body temperature will rise."

Baitang: "If the temperature of my hands has risen so high, it can only mean that I am sick and have a fever."

Yan Fu did not give up: "Tang, then I will touch your forehead."

Baitang tilted his head to avoid it: "It's not for a gentleman to do anything."

Yan Fu: "I definitely haven't met the requirements of a gentleman now."

Baitang: "So, you can do it?"

Yan Fu: "I care about your health, there is definitely nothing wrong, and I can do it."

Yan Fu's beautiful phoenix eyes bent, and moved closer to Baitang's ear.

(End of this chapter)