Xiaojiao, the god of learning, is really hard to follow

Chapter 83 Want to slide on the bridge of my brother's nose

Xie Zhi covered his head with one hand after being beaten by Yan Mumu, but he tightened his shoulder strap with the other hand and refused to loosen it.

"rogue!"

"abnormal!"

"Let go! Let go!"

Yan Mumu's voice was tired from beating and shouting, his voice became lower and lower, and his hands hurt a little from beating.

The back of Xie Zhi's hand covering his head was obviously red.

Tired from the beating, Yan Mumu stood still and did not speak, but stubbornly tugged at her shoulder strap and refused to let go.

Xie Zhi, who was hit by the serial attack, put on a defensive posture, but the original serial attack suddenly disappeared, and tentatively raised his eyelids to secretly glance at Yan Mumu.

The little girl was obviously unhappy, her eyelids drooped, her pink lips were tightly pursed into a line, and her fists were clenched tightly.

Xie Zhi slightly straightened his back, still vigilantly hooked the shoulder straps around his fingertips, and looked at the aggrieved little girl in front of him, feeling distressed and funny.

Obviously he was the one who was beaten, but it looked like she was being bullied.

He grabbed her little hand hanging on the side to see if it was red, but he withdrew his hand as soon as he touched Yan Mumu.

He grabbed her awkward little hand again in a good voice: "Did you hurt your hand? I don't know how to be gentle, don't you know how to hit with something?"

"..."

Yan Mumu looked at him in a daze.

I thought over and over what he had just said.

What's the meaning?Let her hit something?Wasn't he the one who was beaten?

It was the first time I saw that I was beaten and I was helping others to think about it.

In front of him, Xie Zhi leaned over to look at her palm carefully.

He held her palm carefully with both hands, and gently stroked her obviously red and swollen palm with his fingertips.

"What is the little girl doing when she hits someone so hard? She still beats when she's in pain."

"It's not all your fault."

Cursing her lips, Yan Mumu couldn't pretend anymore, and began to grin her teeth in pain and muttered: "I told you not to let go, if you let go, wouldn't you stop hitting me?"

"Ah……"

Xie Zhi let out a faint laugh from his nose, and compromised without intending to argue with her from the beginning: "Well, it's all my fault, next time I can buy a feather duster and put it at home?"

If Xie Zhi's attitude had been tougher, Yan Mumu would have quarreled with him, but his attitude was surprisingly good, and he admitted his mistakes in a timely manner. Yan Mumu had no excuse to find fault with him.

Concentrating her eyes, her gaze touched the back of Xie Zhi's hand.

There was a lot of red, and the back of the hand as far as the eyes could see was red.

Xie Zhi lowered his head, gently blowing on Yan Mumu's red and swollen palm.

"Xie Zhi..."

The little girl's voice was a bit nasal and sounded a bit stuffy, Xie Zhi couldn't hear her pitiful voice, and raised his eyes: "Huh?"

"You look like my dad."

Xie Zhi: "..."

Yan Mumu's eyes were extremely serious, Xie Zhi's eyes were slightly distracted, he moved his lips but couldn't speak.

In Yan Mumu's field of vision, she couldn't see Xie Zhi's expression clearly.

He could only see his slender eyelashes under the thick broken hair, and the eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes.

His nose shape is beautiful, and the height of the bridge of the nose is just right. For a moment, Yan Mumu thought of a sentence.

Want to slide on the bridge of my brother's nose.

Looking further down, Xie Zhi's upper lip bulged slightly, and as he slowly blew into her palm, the edge of his mouth would slowly bulge and then disappear.

"I really look like your dad? Stare at me like this. Will you call me dad instead of cousin?"

When Xie Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, Yan Mumu's face cracked.

Blame her, she shouldn't have any undue expectations from him!
her fault!
(End of this chapter)