The Three Realms of Super Students

I believe not only Luo Yurou, but any girl is saying that in the face of such a situation, it is difficult to be calm and indifferent.

Seeing Luo Yurou's shyness and nervousness, Zhang Xiaofan laughed and said.

"You can rest assured, I guarantee that there will not be any scars on the back of your right hand."

During the conversation, Zhang Xiaofan gently held Luo Yurou's tenderness, covering the palm of his right hand, slowly urging the true elements in his body, conveying the power of the magnificent and moist true elements along the back of Luo Yurou's hands.

Zhang Xiaofan held his hand fiercely, Luo Yurou's face was slightly red, his heart was like a deer, he was a little bit shameful, and he was a little bit hilarious.

But then, Luo Yurou's shame and ecstasy were transformed into deep indifference.

Originally, those who only felt the hot and pain of the back of their right hand could hardly bear it.

Luo Yurou was able to feel very clearly. Suddenly, there was a cool and refreshing feeling in the position of the back of his hand.

This made her already very uncomfortable, and she felt unusually comfortable, and her heart was also inexplicable. A pair of almond eyes like water looked at Zhang Xiaofan instantly.

Such a process lasted almost eleven or two minutes. Zhang Xiaofan released his hand and asked.

"Yu Rou, do you feel better now?"

Hearing that, Luo Yurou subconsciously looked down at the back of his right hand.

I saw that compared to the redness before it was covered with blisters.

Nowadays, not only all the blisters have disappeared, but the skin on the back of the hand is just like the egg white that has just been removed. It can be broken, smooth and delicate.

I have to say that the means previously exhibited by Zhang Xiaofan are simply magical and incredible.

The hot pain on the back of her right hand disappeared like a tide at this moment.

"Zhang Xiaofan ... this ... this is too amazing, right? How did you do it ..."

Watching himself recovering as before, and the back of his hands as white as jade, Luo Yurou's face slowly became unbelievable, said.

"Looking at this earthly time, there are really few things that Zhang Xiaofan can't do."

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

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

There is no way to take what Zhang Xiaofan said earlier.

"Okay, now I'm going to go back to the kitchen to prepare food. I spilled the soup you cooked in Xiaofan, and I need to cook another one. I have a headache ..."

Speaking, Luo Yurou clapped her hands, and she wanted to go back to the kitchen again to make a good deal, but Zhang Xiaofan pressed her back to the chair.

"I said, Miss Luo, even if I beg you, okay?"

"Where are you now? Just sit here for me. Don't mix things up in the kitchen, just leave them to me."

Zhang Xiaofan's face was full of helplessness, said; "I don't want it just because you cook a meal once, and next time I cook, my chicken jumps up and down in my house ..."