Boss attack: unscrupulous little wife on the bar

Chapter 68

"You won't die, otherwise, you wouldn't be alive and kicking!" Han Fu wiped her ankle, the blood was bright red.

"What if that snake is poisonous!" Fang Youyou was still angry.

"Is there anyone like you who disregards human life?"

What's more, he actually despises himself. Besides, where is she dirty?Where is it dirty?
"Then, what do you want?" Han Fu raised his eyebrows.

"My feet are hurting now, you carry me back! Besides, if something happens to me, who will be so dedicated to accompany me in acting." Not afraid of Han Fu's reaction, Fang Youyou tightly hugged his leg.

It wasn't that she was squeamish, although the green snake was not poisonous, but her ankle was still in pain. If she walked back, her foot would be crippled.

"Come up!" Han Fu said helplessly.

Fang Youyou rushed forward quickly, fearing that Han Fu would repent suddenly, he put his arms around his neck.

"This matter is very serious. We have to go down the mountain and find someone to come up."

"it is good."

His back was very stable, and Fang Youyou seemed to be able to clearly smell the mint fragrance on his body.

With a reddish face, he looked at Han Fu closely.

His eyebrows are slightly curled, his pupils are deep-set, and fine beads of sweat are already appearing on the bridge of his straight nose.

"Boom boom boom!"

Fang Youyou held his heart in disbelief.

It moves so fast.

"What's the matter, do you look stupid?" The corners of Han Fu's mouth raised uncontrollably.

"No!" Fang Youyou hurriedly turned his head.

I comforted myself silently in my heart: According to the research of psychologists, human beings always have a feeling of heartbeat when it comes to beautiful things.

So just now she was just a normal psychological performance.

What followed was a long silence.

"Are you tired?" Seeing the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, Fang Youyou asked mysteriously.

"Not tired." Han Fu said calmly.

"If you're tired, stop and have a rest. At worst, I'll just shout here." Fang Youyou scratched his hair irritably.

When going up the mountain, she didn't feel anything, but why is the journey down the mountain so long?
"My heart hurts!" Han Fu continued to walk forward.

"How is it possible? You and I are not real...yes! You are a national male god, and your heart is about to suffocate!" Fang Youyou suddenly stopped, clutching his heart exaggeratedly.

"Heh! Sing a song for me!" Han Fu chuckled lightly.

silence
"Okay!" Fang Youyou's voice was hoarse.

Han Fu's slightly frowned brows finally relaxed.

You are willing to open your heart for me, enough!
"The great river flows eastward!
The stars in the sky refer to the Big Dipper!

Keke Shen Beidou wow!

A bowl of wine between life and death!
Let's go if we say go! "

The impassioned content, coupled with the above Youyou out-of-tune lyrics, don't mention how funny it is.

The corner of Han Fu's mouth twitched far-fetchedly, revealing a smile uglier than crying: "Tell me a story! It's about you!"

Han Fu said that he could not accept such damage to the ears.

"Tell a story?" Fang Youyou asked back.

"Really, about your daily life!" Han Fu explained patiently.

Fang Youyou coughed: "Write love letters to make money, post posts to make money, run errands to make money, and sometimes help others to make money by swearing!
And, let me tell you, doing business with me is not only affordable but top quality.

My professional ethics is: Sacrifice the ego for the convenience of everyone.

This is my contact information, contact me at any time, on call. "

When it came to the topic of business, Fang Youyou's eyes lit up, and he didn't care at all about Han Fu's complexion as dark as the bottom of a pot.

(End of this chapter)