Super Student's Three-realms Army

I believe that Luo Yurou is not the only one. It is difficult for any girl to be calm and indifferent in the face of such a situation.

Seeing Luo Yurou's uneasy and nervous appearance, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help smiling and saying.

"Don't worry. I promise you there won't be any scar on the back of your right hand."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofan gently grasped Luo Yurou's catkin, covered it with the palm of his right hand, and slowly urged the real yuan in his body to convey the power of the powerful and warm real Yuan along the back of Luo Yurou's hand.

Meng Bu Ding is held by Zhang Xiaofan's hand. Luo Yurou's face is also slightly red, and her heart is like a deer bump. She is a little shy and a little happy.

But then, Luo Yurou's shame and joy turned into deep silence.

Originally, I just felt the pain on the back of my right hand.

Luo Yurou is able to clearly feel incomparable, in the back of his hand position suddenly came a cool and comfortable feeling.

This made her feel very uncomfortable, and she was also surprised. A pair of almond eyes, like water, looked directly at Zhang Xiaofan.

This process lasted almost 11 or 2 minutes. Zhang Xiaofan released his hand and asked.

"Yurou, are you feeling better now?"

Smell speech, Luo Yurou subconsciously then lowers head to see to own right hand back.

I saw, compared to the previous bubble covered, red one look compared.

Nowadays, not only all the blisters have disappeared, but also the skin on the back of the hand is as smooth and tender as egg white.

It has to be said that Zhang Xiaofan's previous methods were just incredible.

The burning pain on the back of her right hand disappeared like the tide.

"Zhang Xiaofan... This... This is amazing, isn't it? How on earth did you do it... "

Looking at the back of her white hand, Luo Yurou's face is full of incredible color.

"Looking at this secular time, there are few things that I can't do."

Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and his face was solemn and serious.

At the same time, it is precisely because of Zhang Xiaofan's serious face that Luo Yurou feels very good.

He didn't take what Zhang Xiaofan said before seriously.

"Well, now I'm going to go back to the kitchen to prepare for cooking. I've spilled the soup you made for Xiao Fan, and I have to cook it again. It's a headache..."

With that, Luo Yurou clapped her hands and tried to go back to the kitchen again. But Zhang Xiaofan pushed her back to the chair.

"I said, Miss Luo, I beg you for this, OK?"

"Now, just be honest with me. Just sit here. Don't get involved in the kitchen. Just leave it to me."

Zhang Xiaofan's face is full of helpless color, the road“ I don't want to make my family jump up and down just because you cook once and cook next time. "