Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 347
Walking to Hua Ye, he asked softly, "Are you angry?"

Hua Ye didn't seem to hear, still closed his eyes, motionless.

Seeing that Hua Ye didn't answer, Ran Hua couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pull Hua Ye's shirt, and said, "If you're really angry, just hit me a few times to vent your anger."

Hua Ye slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ran Hua coldly, and said after a long time, "I'm sleepy." The implication was not to disturb him.

Ran Hua's eyes sank, and he said, "What do you mean?"

Hua Ye closed his eyes and continued to fall asleep, not intending to pay attention to the dyeing painting.

"What exactly do you want? Just say it straight." Ranhua asked in a low voice, with a hint of annoyance in her deep voice.

Hua Ye opened his eyes abruptly, staring at Ranhua coldly, his thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line.

Seeing Hua Ye's cold and unfamiliar eyes, Ran Hua's heart sank, and his eyes resolutely met Hua Ye's cold eyes, and said: "He never looked at me with such eyes, you are not him, right? ?” Even if Bai Zhanyue had a cold temper, he would not look at her with such eyes, so strange, so cold.

Hua Yexiu frowned slightly, looked away, and said leisurely, "What do you want to say?"

"If you are really not him, then I..." Ran Hua stared at Hua Ye, and said every word.

"How about you?" Hua Ye stood up slowly, squinting at the dyeing painting, a black storm gathered in the deep eyes, like a storm rising from the calm sea level, whistling as if to swallow people.

Ranhua clearly felt the terrifying aura coming from Hua Ye, and couldn't help but take a half step back, took a deep breath, and continued: "If you are no longer him, I will leave." Even knowing such words hurt Man, Dye Hua still said it.

The blackness in Hua Ye's eyes slowly faded away, replaced by a tranquility with light clouds and no waves, this kind of Hua Ye's heart tightened for no reason, and he couldn't help but take a step forward, reaching out Hua Ye's hand Sleeve, slowing down the voice: "You,"

Hua Ye raised his hand to brush away Dye Hua's hand, turned around, and said in an indifferent voice: "You provoke me, do you think you can just say leave and leave?" After speaking, he walked slowly towards the sleeping couch.

Ran Hua quickly caught up with Hua Ye, and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Hua Ye's footsteps stopped suddenly, without turning his head, he said, "It means literally."

Ranhua, who was catching up, didn't expect that Hua Ye would stop suddenly, and his whole body slammed into Hua Ye's body fiercely. The piercing pain came from the bridge of his nose, so painful that Ranhua couldn't help but groan, and stretched out his hand to cover it. Nose, staring at Hua Ye tearfully.

Hua Ye turned around slowly, his moist eyes fell directly on Ranhua's hand covering his nose, he stretched out his hand to take away Ranhua's hand, stared at Ranhua's red nose, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Seeing the undisguised smile in Hua Ye's eyes, Ranhua gave Hua Ye a hard look, reached out and patted Hua Ye's hand on her nose, and said angrily, "Stop making fun of me here."

"Don't move." Hua Ye said lightly.

"What's wrong with my nose?" Looking at Hua Ye's serious face, he couldn't help asking worriedly, but don't damage her nose just because of this collision.

"If you delay here any longer, I can't guarantee that your nose will still be intact." Hua Ye pulled the dyed painting to sit on the couch, took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve with his big hand, opened the lid, and a bitter fragrance suddenly burst out Into the nose, Hua Ye wiped a little of the white cream in the bottle with his fingertips, lightly tapped on the tip of Dyehua's nose, and rubbed gently.

(End of this chapter)