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Chapter 142 You are a big villain

Zhao Quan got out of the car curiously, and immediately found that Han Lu was indeed sleepy, obviously just waking up.

When he asked why he didn't count, Han Lu replied: "I just went to the bathroom, and I heard the sound of your car, so I looked down from the window, and it was really you. I knew you I didn’t want to go home and wake me up, so I came down to pick you up!”

Zhao Quan felt warm in his heart, but when he saw the inside of Han Lu's loose collar, he suddenly had some thoughts.

"Lulu, you are in such a hurry to pick me up, do you want to do something?"

Han Lu's pretty face flushed slightly.

"Ignore you!"

Han Lu, who is already 27 years old, is acting like a 17-year-old Huaichun girl at this time, and she has no sense of disobedience.

Seeing Han Lu shyly returning to the corridor, Zhao Quan quickly locked the car and followed.

After entering the elevator, the two hugged each other tightly. Although they didn't speak or make other superfluous movements, they could feel the strong yearning for each other.

After returning home, Zhao Quan deliberately coughed, which made Han Lu shiver.

Then she whispered coquettishly: "What are you doing, don't wake up sister Xiu!"

Zhao Quan smiled and went upstairs with Han Lu without saying a word.

He coughed on purpose, he had to tell Lin Qingxiu that he had returned safely so that Lin Qingxiu wouldn't be worried.

Lin Qingxiu in the bedroom had a smile on her face at this time, and then she turned her head to the side and fell asleep peacefully.

During the few days when Zhao Quan was not at home, she was really worried about her brother.

After all, Halivia is a battlefield, not the current harmonious society.

With the bullets flying on the battlefield, it is hard to tell whose life is more noble...

After returning to the bedroom, Han Lu pushed Zhao Quan to let him take a bath, "Where have you been these days, you smell pungent."

Of course it will be pungent, the smell of gunpowder smoke is not pungent, and obviously there will be no bathrooms on the battlefield.

However, Zhao Quan didn't want to take a bath so easily, but directly hugged Han Lu in his arms and put him in it.

"No, I've already washed it, I don't need to wash it again!"

Han Lu wanted to run out, but was blocked in the bedroom by Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan couldn't wait to take off his clothes, leaving nothing behind, and then went to Han Lu.

But at this moment, Han Lu turned Zhao Quan around with a heartbroken face.

Looking at the horizontal wound on Zhao Quan's back, she was so painful that she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Honey, what are you doing? Why do you have such a long scar on your back?"

Looking at Zhao Quan again, there was not only a wound on his back, but also a wound on his calf, which was sunken as if half of his finger had been gouged out by something.

Looking back and forth at the small scars from the splash injury, Han Lu was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe.

She hugged Zhao Quan tightly, "Husband, what's wrong with you, why are you injured so much, where did you go!"

Warm tears fell on Zhao Quan's body, making his chest a little hot.

It's just that Han Lu's panic-stricken worry warmed his heart beyond measure.

No one else could bring this kind of super warmth and frightening care except Han Lu.

Gently kissed Han Lu's forehead, "Lulu, I'm fine, it's fine, it's fine..."

After a lot of consolation, Zhao Quan persuaded Han Lu to stop crying, so that she would not be so worried.

In the following time, Han Lu carefully cleaned Zhao Quan's body, from head to toes, without exception.

Zhao Quan was a little embarrassed to be served in such a way, "Lulu, I can do it myself. I am injured, but I am not disabled."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Han Lu raised her head and glared at Zhao Quan, then continued to carefully wipe his calf, lest the wound be contaminated.

"You don't care about it yourself, I'll wash it for you so that you won't infect the wound."

Han Lu is really caring, it's hard to imagine that a beauty like her can be so meticulous.

Those girls in the more serious society seek care and favor if they are a little bit pretty, they can't cook clothes or wash clothes, but they are very good at losing their temper, and they are also very good at spending money.By the way, it is also very good at job hopping and finding another job.

Comparing those girls with Han Lu, it is simply not deep enough to step into the 18th floor of hell.

Han Lu is definitely an existence at the level of a fairy, and her heart is even more beautiful.

(End of this chapter)