His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Han Fei felt that such a small thing was more interesting than she thought. At least when she looked at it this way, it was quite harmless to humans and animals, and she could not tell that it was a poisonous child cultivated from a giant poison.

Yes, this is a poisonous child, a child wrapped in layers of toxins.

Han Fei looked at the child carefully several times, and the little monster let Han Fei look at it. He had no intention of resisting at all, and was incredibly obedient.

Han Fei faintly felt that after the time last night, this little guy looked more and more like a normal child.

Han Fei picked him up and looked at his clothes with ragged rags on him and his dirty look. Thinking of how many years this little monster had been in that coffin, his body was already dirty. It's not working.

Han Fei immediately decided to give the little monster a bath, and just did it. Han Fei immediately fetched water and asked the villagers for a set of children’s costumes, which caused the villagers to be surprised and weird. With the look in his eyes, Han Fei had to lick his face and pretended to be calm, and took the clothes.

On the way back, Han Fei saw Qin Che standing in front, as if waiting for her.

Han Fei snorted lightly, seeming to be somewhat arrogant, eyes raised, head held up, and walking forward with her head up like a goose, without giving Qin Che a look.

Seeing Han Fei's appearance, Qin Che was so angry and funny. Han Fei hadn't shown such a arrogant appearance for a long time. It's quite rare and cute. He just thought of that child, his I couldn't get excited, even a little heavy.

When Han Fei walked past him, Qin Che directly reached out and grabbed Han Fei's wrist. Han Fei could have avoided it, but she just moved and did not avoid Qin Che's hand.

Qin Che said helplessly: "We need to talk."

Han Fei still arrogantly did not look at him, but the bull head looked towards the sky and said, "What are we talking about?"

Qin Che said seriously: "Talk about that child."

When Han Fei heard these words, she was finally willing to turn her head around and said, "Okay, let's talk."

Qin Che withdrew what he had said again, and said, "Before the talk, let's shut him back, okay?"

Han Fei sneered and shook his hand away, saying: "If you still want to talk about this, then we have nothing to talk about. I'll go back first. The little monster is still waiting for me."

Han Fei turned around and was about to leave, but she lifted her foot and heard Qin Che speak behind her: "He is dead."

Han Fei's lowered hand clenched tightly, and said, "Qin Che, you really know everything."

Qin Che said with difficulty: "Han Fei, he is dead."

Han Fei turned her head abruptly and said loudly, "He is not dead!"

At this moment, Qin Che's mind seemed to have that scene again, the scene of Han Fei's hysterical struggle.

[He is not dead! No! My child is not dead! Go away! Go away for me! ! 】

[He is still alive, how could he die? He is obviously still alive, A Ling, he is still alive! 】

Qin Che reluctantly struggled to wake up from his memories. Looking at Han Fei, the pain in his heart became more intense, almost uncontrollable.

"Han Fei, listen to me, okay?"

Han Fei couldn’t understand Qin Che’s current attitude. He didn’t want to make it clear and had a tough attitude. This made him feel strange to Han Fei, so she didn’t want to have any in-depth discussions with him at this time. She intuitively told her to continue talking. There won't be any good results going on, it's better to calm down.

Therefore, Han Fei immediately walked away this time, without stopping at all.

Looking at her back, Qin Che felt that Han Fei had become stubborn for the first time, and no one could hold back.

Qin Che stepped forward two steps and stopped again. This time, he really didn't know how to explain all this.

Han Fei went back to the room with anger, stomped her feet with anger, glanced behind her, and found that Qin Che didn't catch up with him, she was even more aroused, and her chest seemed to suffocate with anger, and she was so uncomfortable.

"Qin Che, you really dare to hide it from me! You are dead!"

Han Fei was so angry that he muttered a few words to himself, which attracted the attention of the little monster sitting on the side. He waited for the pair of black eyes and looked at Han Fei without blinking, seeming to notice Han Fei. Not in a good mood, he hesitated for a while, still crawling towards Han Fei on all fours, with a very simple attitude.

Han Fei felt that her skirt was pulled again, and as soon as she lowered her head, she met the little monster's slick eyes. She was comforted by her original irritability, and she bent over and picked up the little monster. , Said: "You are better able to comfort people."

Han Fei adjusted her mood, put the worries forged to the back of her head, and prepared to lay down the dirty clothes for the little monster.

But he hadn't succeeded yet, so he was bitten on his finger by the little monster. Suddenly, Han Fei's face changed drastically, and she threw away the little monster. The latter fell to the ground and rolled several times, her eyes dull.

Han Fei saw that the wound on her finger had become red and swollen. It was obviously poisoned. She gritted her teeth. Before the little monster had time to teach the little monster, she immediately searched for her medicine box, sprinkled the powder on her brain, and tied it with a rope. At the root of the finger, to avoid the spread of toxins.

But Han Fei still underestimated the toxin. Almost immediately, Han Fei's index finger was swollen, like a radish. Han Fei's face changed, and he stared at the little monster who was still sitting on the ground. , The latter stepped back a little fearful by Han Fei.

Han Fei didn't have time to blame him, she was trying to figure out how to deal with this toxin. At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and Qin Che's figure appeared at the door.

"Han Fei..."

Qin Che just yelled and saw that Han Fei’s fingers were swollen into radishes. They were still poisonous black radishes. Two small holes were faintly visible. Qin Che understood what was going on all at once. Coming over, I grabbed Han Fei's hand and said, "What's the matter?!"

Han Fei smoked, did not pull it out, and said, "Let go."

Qin Che said angrily, "Didn't I want you to stay away from him? Why don't you listen to me?!"

Xu was that Qin Che was too angry, so he didn't control his emotions, and the tone of his speech was full of blame.

Han Fei was irritable at first, and immediately exploded when he heard his tone like this, and said angrily: "Let go! Get out!"

When Qin Che realized that his tone was not right, Han Fei's eyes fired. He paused, and had to let go of his hand. Han Fei took out the dagger on his body, looked at the position of the finger, and closed his eyes. He cut a wound on his finger.