Quickly wear the heroine, she murders with beauty

Chapter 567
Fu Lianghan ignored the banquet, just took a few steps forward, pulling the arm that had grown twice in size, lost in thought.

The little girl seems to have calmed down now.

There was a look of grievance on that obedient little face.

It's like being coquettish to yourself.

It made Fu Lianghan's heart ache.

The little girl's skin was originally very delicate, and he only touched it lightly, leaving a mark on it, and now the damned cat was scratched, and the most terrible thing was the cat's body, and there was a terrible scar on it. Virus.

Even if the doctor said that the little girl seemed to have antibodies in her body, the virus didn't have any effect, but Fu Lianghan was still angry.

The owner behind the cat has now been sent to the place he should go, but as long as he thinks of the little girl who is so afraid of pain, he still feels that his punishment is too light.

"Uncle." Yanjiu felt that Fu Lianghan's gaze on her arm was too weird, which made her feel unnatural, "What are you looking at?"

"Well," Fu Lianghan coughed lightly, "really ugly?"

"It's... still okay?" Yanjiu was not sure, because the man's face looked a little hurt.

"Well, I think it's good too!" Fu Lianghan finally came to such a conclusion.

Banquet: "..." She was about to shut herself up on the spot.

Not wanting to talk at all.

"My lord has prepared delicious food for you, let's eat first." Fu Lianghan dragged the banquet wine to eat with peace of mind.

"I'm not hungry!" Yanjiu refused.

People who are autistic in place do not need to eat.

Fu Lianghan lowered his eyes, and said in a calm voice, "There are chicken legs you like."

Banquet:...

After 10 minutes, Yanjiu eats the sliced ​​chicken drumsticks, it's really delicious!

Because his right arm was injured, the food for the banquet was divided, and he fed himself into his mouth with a fork or spoon in his left hand.

It took some time to eat a meal, and when it was over, it was already time to go to bed.

He had already taken a nap before the banquet, so he wasn't sleepy at the moment, but Fu Lianghan was a person with a regular schedule.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower first, and let Yanjiu take a shower when he came out.

Yan Jiu stared blankly at his own arm wrapped into an ugly rice dumpling.

She should be considered a disabled person now, right?

With her like this, how can she take a bath?
Fu Liang's face was cold, "Master, wash it for you!"

"No!" The banquet quickly moved away from Fu Lianghan.

She can't attack the boss, so she must stick to her principles.

Yanjiu looked at Fu Lianghan warily, "I need a maid to help."

"No!" Fu Liang coldly refused.

All the people in and out of his yard are a group of old men, and she is the only woman. Where can I find a maid?

"Then I won't wash it! Anyway, if I lay the floor, I don't need to wash it!" Yanjiu insisted on the bottom line.

Fu Lianghan's expression was obviously very bad.

He cursed in a low voice, and after a while he took out the phone, "Let Ziyi come over."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Lianghan sat in the wheelchair.

Seeing that he didn't mean to force himself, Yan Jiu also sat down on the sofa, but with a pair of big black and round eyes, he was still watching Fu Lianghan's every move from time to time, and the soles of his feet were ready to run away at any time .

Fu Lianghan took the whole movement of the banquet into his eyes, snorted softly, and casually picked up a magazine on the small table beside him and started to read it.

(End of this chapter)