The original heroine counterattack manual

Chapter 237 The Witch Fell Into Her Arms, The Monk Was Calm (35)

The little feet that catch the eye are white and small, lit with red Koudan, and appearing and disappearing in the dress, there is a playful taste.

Juechen and Fuhua couldn't help but take a tight breath, their eyes slowly turned upwards.

His eyes filtered through the slender long legs, slender waist, and full chest, and finally, his eyes stayed on the face that turned all living beings upside down.

Long eyebrows were drawn into the temples, phoenix eyes were slanted, under the high bridge of the nose, bright red lips evoked a slight smile.

Red clothes and black hair, so beautiful.

[The task manager reminds you that the male host has increased his favorability for you by ten, and the current favorability is ninety. Please make persistent efforts to complete the task as soon as possible. ]
Lu Bingyun staggered with her elegant steps, and when she looked at Juechen, she was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Juechen is actually a good-looking party!

However, Lu Bingyun didn't know that with her current look, even a person who is heartless, ruthless, and treacherous would feel good when seeing her.

When Lu Bingyun looked at Juechen, Fuhua lowered his eyes, his long and thick eyelashes covered the expression in his eyes, making it hard to see what was going on in his heart.

When Lu Bingyun looked up to see Fuhua on the bodhi tree, he saw this look.

There was a sharp pain in my heart, as if something hit me.

Lu Bingyun frowned, not quite understanding the sudden feeling in his heart.

Looking at Fu Hua, she felt that he should be very close.

However, it seems very far away.

"Si Mei?" Juechen was a little unbelievable. It's not like he had never seen an enlarged version of Si Mei, but that time, the enlarged version of Si Mei had a flamboyant red dress and a fierce aura, carrying a decisive and decisive look. The breath, the beauty of the city is suppressed by the breath, making people unable to bear the slightest bit of charming thoughts.

Lu Bingyun looked away when she heard Juechen calling her in a suspicious tone.

Seeing Juechen, he raised a big smile: "It's me, the beautiful host brother."

Hearing this title, the corner of Juechen's mouth twitched, and the uncertainty just now flew to the sky.

"Congratulations on your recovery." Juechen congratulated sincerely.

Lu Bingyun looked at Juechen and nodded happily.

Fuhua was still lying on the bodhi tree, watching the two people look at each other "affectionately" under the tree, closed his eyes, and didn't take a look.

"You have been in a coma for three days. Are you hungry?" Juechen's favorability towards Lu Bingyun has reached 90.00%, but his attitude towards Lu Bingyun has not changed at all.

Probably not thinking in that direction at all.

That being the case, Lu Bingyun naturally wants to expose this matter.

"Hungry." Immediately, Lu Bingyun nodded without hesitation.

Juechen was not surprised when he heard the reply, he stood up and prepared to take Lu Bingyun to dinner.

However, his walking steps stopped, and he turned his head sideways, looking at Lu Bingyun's bare/bare little feet.

"You'd better put on your shoes first," Juechen said.

Lu Bingyun was embarrassed, she didn't have shoes.

Before he could say anything, he saw the white shadow on the bodhi tree flash, and Fuhua who was lying on the tree had already stood in front of Lu Bingyun.

Lu Bingyun stared blankly at Fuhua who was right in front of him.

He seemed haggard.

The dazzling red cinnabar mole is now dimmed, and the red hair tails that hang down to the ankles are no longer so bright red.

Lu Bingyun was a little strange, looked at Fuhua's cold expression, but still couldn't help it.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Bingyun felt a little regretful when he blurted out a sentence. With Fuhua's character, he didn't know what kind of words he would say this time.

Lu Bingyun didn't see that Fu Hua's half-covered eyes, because of her short four words, Shu Er lit up with a ray of light.

"Your shoes." Without a venomous tongue, Fuhua handed the fingernail-sized shoes to Lu Bingyun, and without caring what Lu Bingyun's expression was, he went back to laying down on the bodhi tree again.

　First more.

　　In the morning, ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)