Young Master's Love Trap

Chapter 67 The young master is so stupid (2)

Putting her in the tent, Xia Zihao felt that Yu Yuanyuan and Yu Yuanyuan's bodies were completely cold, so he covered her with the quilt tightly, but felt that it was not enough, so he rushed directly into the room of Wu Lehaotian and Bai Qi. tent, pulled up all their quilts, and covered Yu Yuanyuan again.

Seeing the four thick quilts on Yu Yuanyuan's body, covering her whole body tightly, he walked out with satisfaction.

As soon as they walked out, the three men stood there with a serious get-up air jam.

"Xia Zihao, you are disturbing our dreams."

"Seeing and forgetting friends."

"Let's fight, my hands are itchy anyway."

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When Yu Yuanyuan woke up, she felt as if she was in a stove, her body seemed to be pressed heavily by something, her eyes could not be opened, and her whole body felt numb.

After struggling for a while, he opened his eyes slowly, as if he was a little depressed by his environment, and sat up in a daze for a few seconds.

Looking at the quilt on her body, "What's going on?"

The tent was thrown open suddenly, Xia Zihao got in, and stared at Yu Yuanyuan.

Only then did Yu Yuanyuan realize that Xia Zihao's face was painted, the corners of his lips were scratched, and the right side of his face was also slightly bruised.

She panicked immediately. The young master has never been injured since childhood. If the master knows, it must be her responsibility again. Regardless of the cold war between the two of them, she worriedly said: "Master, are you alright?"

What was even more weird was that Xia Zihao was not angry, but had a smile on his face.

The young master must have been beaten stupid, right?

"Master?"

"It's okay, it's nothing for a man to suffer this little injury." Xia Zihao said with a bold face, "Give me the medicine."

so inconsistent
Yu Yuanyuan hurriedly found yesterday's ointment, pulled Xia Zihao to sit on the bed, dipped her hands in the ointment and gently applied it to his face.

Xia Zihao looked at her again with those thick, drowning eyes, which made her scalp tingle.

Yesterday, she was still screaming for beating and killing, but now it was happening again, and Yu Yuanyuan's hands were shaking a little.

Xia Zihao gave her a meaningful look, "Yu Yuanyuan, did you dream last night?"

(End of this chapter)