A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Huo Yan gritted his teeth!

Zhuang Zhoucheng stood up and chuckled:

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Zhuang Zhoucheng walked out, and Huo Yan stood far away, afraid of seeing Dahuang's body.

Zhuang Zhoucheng picked up the rhubarb and put it into the basket. He glanced at the woman who was hiding far away, and seemed to be convinced.

"Hiding so far away, afraid it would jump?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng walked out carrying the basket and turned back to say:

"Lock the door and come quickly."

Huo Yan was somewhat reluctant. Could she please not go?

But in the end, under his dark gaze, she locked the door, shielded her eyes and walked in front of Zhuang Zhoucheng:

"Let's bury it by the river, okay?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng did not respond.

Huo Yan finally turned on his phone, used it to illuminate the road, looked back at Zhuang Zhoucheng, and reached out to grab his clothes.

"Catch him for me. You have to be careful. The road is bumpy... Do you know? Fortunately, Aunt Lu went back to her parents' home. If she was at home and knew that Ah Huang was beaten to death by you, she would definitely make a big fuss. It's scary to think about it..." blah blah.

Zhuang Zhoucheng used his empty palm to hold her hand tightly.

He knew that the little thing was actually afraid of himself.

She didn't dare walk behind because it was too close to Dahuang's body. It would be even scarier to walk in front to lead the way. If a toad or something jumped out from under her feet, she would be so scared that she would jump for breath.

Huo Yan originally grabbed Zhuang Zhoucheng's clothes, then gradually pulled his hand, and then slowly nestled in his arms, holding him tightly.

Girls are afraid of walking at night, right?

It was pitch black all around, there were too many dangerous factors, and all sorts of horror movie scenes kept flooding into my mind.

When they reached the river, Zhuang Zhoucheng quickly dug a big hole.

Huo Yan squatted on the side, and Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her several times to stay away so as not to hurt her.

She refused and leaned close to him.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was helpless. He knew she was terrified, but he didn't expose her.

Huo Yan made small talk:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, have you ever learned Kung Fu? Da Huang was so fierce, and you actually killed him with just one blow."

Although she didn't see it, it took only about a minute from the time she closed the door to the time it became quiet outside. It was quite scary.

Thanks to Ah Huang as an example, she finally realized that Zhuang Zhoucheng's previous beatings to her were just cruel and not really beating.

If he really fights, it will cost lives.

"effort……"

Zhuang Zhoucheng paused and said concisely:

"I practiced boxing and kicking for a few days in the army before."

What kind of iron-blooded man is this from a field special forces unit?

How can ordinary domestic dogs be as ferocious as military dogs?

Zhuang Zhoucheng had no problem dealing with a Tibetan Mastiff alone, let alone this deadly rhubarb.

Dahuang got out of the pit, and Zhuang Zhoucheng picked up the hoe. Just as he started to work, he hit Huo Yan on the forehead with a bang.

"what!"

Huo Yan screamed in pain.

Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately turned around to look at her.

Huo Yan covered his forehead with his hands and looked at him eagerly.

She probably wanted to yell at him, but she didn't have the courage, so she didn't make a sound. She bit her lip and moved to the side, but the distance between them was still so close.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand to touch her forehead, but Huo Yan immediately jumped away:

"Don't touch me with your hands again!"

The one who caught Da Huang's body...

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at Huo Yan who jumped away. Very good, he didn't need to say anything more.

Zhuang Zhoucheng began to bury the body, and Huo Yan slowly approached. She felt as if there were something unclean everywhere, and the darker the sky, the more scared she became.

I looked up at the sky from time to time, wondering why it was so dark today?

Not a single star!

Zhuang Zhoucheng gave a low reminder:

"Don't get too close."

Huo Yan pursed her lips, but she was scared.

Zhuang Zhoucheng avoided her, covered the ground neatly, and took Huo Yan back.

"Don't touch me with your hands. I'll just hold onto your clothes. Keep your hands away from me, otherwise... I'm allergic to dog hair."

"Really?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked back in a chilling tone.

Huo Yan nodded repeatedly, taking deep and shallow steps on the uneven path, and responded seriously:

"Yeah, I'm far away from Da Huang until you get there."

After a long while, Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke slowly:

"Huo Yan, you just talk nonsense."

Huo Yan was puzzled. This was still a sophistry:

"I didn't! You're wronging me again."

"Isn't Qiuqiu a dog? Hugging and kissing him, when has he ever been allergic?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng really didn't want to expose her about these little things.

"you……"

Huo Yan was hurt by Zhuang Zhoucheng's words and felt a little hurt.

Many times, when people make a mistake, they are woken up by a stick, which is like a knife stabbing into the heart. It is really not a pleasant feeling.

The two stopped talking and quietly went into the house.

Zhuang Zhoucheng used Huo Yan's cleansing cream and washed his hands repeatedly several times, only satisfied after making sure that no smell was left.

Huo Yan sat at the table, not feeling very good. It was undoubtedly Zhuang Zhoucheng's words that made her still in shock.

Zhuang Zhoucheng gently touched her forehead with his fingertips. Huo Yantou tilted her head and looked up at him. Zhuang Zhoucheng held her face in his palm.

"Don't move, let me take a look...it's swollen, I need to rub it."

After saying this, Zhuang Zhoucheng placed his palm over Huo Yan, causing him to grimace in pain.

"I say, hiss... that's it, I think it's okay..."

"do not move!"

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, hiss... I feel like you're teasing me..."

"do not move!"

"I think you did it on purpose...hiss, is that enough..."

After rubbing her for a long time, I stopped and looked at her:

"Go cook."

"Why should I go?"

"Am I the one who should go?" Zhuang Zhoucheng snorted coldly.

Huo Yan hesitantly took the noodles into the deserted kitchen. After a long while, he came out and said meaningfully:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, I want to eat pasta. I think the one you cooked the other day was delicious."

"Then let's cook pasta." Zhuang Zhoucheng followed her words.

"But I won't be in the way. Please help me. I'll help you, okay?" Huo Yan asked with a smile.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was cold and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Finally, I entered the small house.

It would be strange if she would move while he was around.

Zhuang Zhoucheng knew he couldn't count on her.

He took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, picked and washed vegetables, and turned sideways to Huo Yan, who had slipped outside and was sitting playing with his phone, and called out:

"Huo Yan, wash the pot."

"do not do it……"

"I'll give you two minutes." Zhuang Zhoucheng interrupted directly.