Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 47: Han Han, why are your thoughts so complicated?

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Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Feihan's eyes brighter than the stars in the night sky, and said very obediently: "Han Han." She raised her voice slightly, as if calling a child under five years old.

Duan Feihan's handsome face is so stagnant.

Cold...Cold?

A picture suddenly flashed in Duan Feihan's mind, and it seemed that someone had called him that when he was a child.

It's just that in the past too many years, he has forgotten what that person looked like.

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Bai Chuwei walked forward with her hand in hand, and the spring night breeze was blowing. She seemed to be immersed in the night, and smiled to herself: "I didn't expect it? The grandfather of Huaxia Medicine, even herself can't cure it." /

Since that person died for her, she has been suffering from this disease, and her heart aches from time to time, and later she has to be treated with these elixir.

In the past five thousand years, she didn't know how many elixir she had eaten.

Fortunately, I now meet Tang Sengrou.

Although she doesn't have the perverted addiction of cannibalism, it's good to get some aura.

Bai Chuwei thought in her heart, Duan Feihan behind him had already spoken: "Chuwei, what are your requirements for treating my father?"

Bai Chuwei is unwilling to treat Mr. Duan, purely because Duan Feihan unconditionally agreed to a request.

Bai Chuwei turned her head abruptly when she heard these words, a small flame of excitement throbbed in her eyes. She opened her mouth and red lips decisively spit out two words: "Hug me."

Duan Feihan was shocked, and the handsome face that had always been expressionless showed an unusual look.

Duan Feihan put his hands behind him, closed his eyes and breathed steadily, then opened his eyes and said solemnly: "Are you an adult at eighteen?"

Bai Chuwei was a little confused and could not keep up with the non-cold rhythm of the previous paragraph.

What does this have to do with age?

"Of course I am an adult." Eighteen years old? She has lived for more than five thousand years, okay?

Duan Feihan's throat rolled unconsciously, and he reminded in a deep voice: "You are an adult, but you are also a high school student. Now you should focus on your studies."

What and what?

Bai Chuwei was a little impatient to hear her. The ancestor lived too long and didn't like others to teach her. Her tone was lax: "Just one sentence, do you hug me?"

The man looked at her with heavy eyes, as if he was doing psychological construction.

After a minute of silence, Duan Feihan looked down, stretched out his hand over Bai Chuwei's wrist, and said in a deep voice: "Get in the car."

Bai Chuwei was pulled into the car by Duan Feihan. The man fastened his seat belt and drove off. The black car went straight through the night.

Bai Chuwei watched the car drove fast, and went to a nearby high-end hotel, her pretty face rarely gave birth to a red glow, and she immediately called to stop.

Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Feihan in a complicated manner, and said earnestly and earnestly: "Han Han, you are only twenty-four years old, why are you thinking so complicated? The hug I am talking about is a simple hug."

Duan Feihan: "..."

Bai Chuwei sighed: "But it seems that you really have a deep affection for your father, and you even thought of looking like..." Xu.

There was a slight sound of unfastening the seat belt in the air. Before her voice fell, he was already in his arms.

The man's vigorous arms encircled her slender waist, and the temperature of the palm of the hand was constantly flowing through the fabric.

Duan Feihan uploads a constant source of spiritual energy, just like a naturally growing spiritual energy reservoir, Bai Chuwei nests in his shoulder and **** a big mouth, sighing: "You are so fragrant."

Duan Feihan was silent, and suddenly remembered a paragraph on the Internet: "You are a good show."