Oh, my arm is broken again

Han Qi looked up in shock.

The girl stood in the backlight, her white shirt was embellished with a shallow layer of soft light, her hair was tied into a small bun, and a strand of curved hair hung down from her temples, which decorated her cute little face with a slight droop.

The eyes that looked down at her were obviously smiling, but they were colder than the wind at night.

Han Qi forgot to cry out in pain because Nan Jiaojiao was so alluring.

The anger that had just aroused dissipated instantly, and he even bit his lip in a pretentious manner and said, "Little fairy, are you really planning to destroy me?"

Nan Jiao smiled sweetly, "Good night."

Forget it, at least say good night.

This is what he said ten minutes ago.

It was a slap in the face.

Nan Jiaojiao left him and left. She used her skill. When she was in prison, she faced all the most vicious prisoners. She had many ways of torturing people. She didn't see any damage on the surface, but she had already done it on the inside.

It was crippled.

She had left some room for Han Qi's arm.

However, if she didn't want him to be nice, her arm would have to be useless.

Han Qi stood up with support on the car, leaned against the wall and breathed out hard. The pain couldn't be relieved, so he reached into the car with his barely mobile right hand and took out his mobile phone.

"Famous Apartment, come and help me drive."

Zhou Yunlin was drinking vigorously, but Han Qi's weak voice was drowned out by the noise. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "What? Brother Qi, what did you say?"

Han Qi took the phone away from him, his ears hurt from the vibration, and he clicked his tongue impatiently, "My hands are broken, come here quickly!"

Wasted?

Isn’t it already useless?

Wasted again?

After hanging up the phone, Han Qi raised his head and looked upstairs. There were many windows with lights. He didn't know where Nan Jiaojiao's home was. Interest gradually appeared in his eyes, and he circled the tip of his tongue against his teeth.

He chuckled softly and said, "How cruel. When I catch you, I will definitely... love you very much."

Nan Jiaojiao returned home, took a shower, went to the refrigerator to get a bag of hand-cranked milk tea, put a small can of saccharin in it, added water and sealed the lid, shook it slowly and sat on the sofa.

There was Peppa Pig on the TV, and a family of four was happily making pancakes.

There was no light in the living room, and the light in the fish tank echoed the light from the TV. She sat in the shallow light and shadow, with a calm expression, listening to the sound of gurgling water and the occasional pig squealing.

The years are quiet and peaceful.

After drinking the milk tea, Nan Jiaojiao turned off the TV and went back to her room to sleep.

She saw Bo Yanqing in her dream.

Bo Yanqing without clothes.

He has always been a gentleman and calm, but in the dream he actually picked her up from the bed arrogantly, pinched her cheeks and kissed her so hard that his teeth bit her lips several times, which made Nan Jiaojiao in pain.

She struggled, but her hands and feet were pressed tightly by him, and her breathing became thinner and thinner. However, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes from the man's breath became stronger and heavier, taking up almost all her breath, and her chest seemed to be blocked.

It was as heavy as a big stone.

He still felt unsatisfied and knocked his teeth hard against hers.

Nan Jiaojiao woke up from the pain.

When she opened her eyes, the man's enlarged handsome face was blurred in the darkness. The tip of his nose was touching her cheek, he was tilting his head to kiss her, and he was looking at her with a pair of dark eyes.

"Well..."

Nan Jiaojiao struggled uneasily, and her hands were raised above her head.

The man clasped her hands with one hand, pinched her chin with the other, kissed her tenderly, and kissed her again.
Chapter completed!