Chapter 821: The scalp was torn

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She walked the gate while wiping sweat, and didn't notice that, not far away, the person who came over quickly walked and bowed her head, so she didn't know if it was a man or a woman.
Here is not a private hill. Naturally, she can come, and others can come, so Yan Huan didn't care, until she banged her.
Before she came and said anything, there was a pain in her scalp as if something was tearing her scalp.
She reached out and touched her hair, it turned out to be caught by something.
"Don't move," she said to the man, and she was also busy undoing her hair. After a while, she finally pulled out her hair, but her scalp still hurt.
And before she finished, the man had already disappeared.
"It's true, I'm not even sorry," Yan Huan felt his scalp, and then walked to the house, but the scalp really hurt, and I didn't know how many hairs the man had pulled away.
And she didn't know that the strict man who wrapped herself up stretched out her hand when he walked to an unmanned land, and he already grabbed a hand in his palm hair.
Yan Huan touched his head and walked into the Lingering Garden.
At this time, a hand was stretched out, holding her hand, she wanted to shake off, but the person was holding tighter. As for who this person is, she knows without guessing that the familiar one cannot Then there is the familiar breath, except Lu Yi, there is no second.
"What's wrong?" He was much taller than her, so as soon as he looked down, he saw that her hair seemed to have been pulled off by force, all bleeding.
"Crashed with someone, caught?"
Yan Huan didn't think too much. She wanted to touch her scalp again. It really hurts. Because it hurts, she should touch it.
"Don't touch it, it hurts your scalp."
Lu Yi then pulled down her other hand, and then stopped her on the sofa, Yan Huan wanted to pull out her hand from time to time, but Lu Yi held her hand, making her unable to move.
"Stop making trouble, I'll help you get medicine."
Lu Yi pressed her on the sofa, then took the medicine box and wiped it along her scalp.
As soon as the potion touched the wound, all the painful words suddenly broke down.
"It'll be fine in a while," Lu Yi is really a hard-hearted person, saying that if you apply the medicine, you have to wipe all of it, not even a little water.
Yan Huan's pains continued to want to scratch people. After a while, she couldn't stand it, and directly pinched Lu Yi's arm. How painful she was, she needed Lu Yi to accompany her how painful, and Lu Yi was like ignorance. The same feeling, even if it was her fiercest pinch, did not see him humming.
Until Lu Yi put down the medicine bottle, Huan also released the flesh on his arm in an instant.
"Why, get angry?" Lu Yi crouched down in front of her. He always knew that Yan Huan's temper was really too stubborn, but he didn't expect that he would be strong enough.
It's been how many days he vomited with him.
"What's wrong?" Yan Huan pulled her hair, and her scalp was still uncomfortable. However, of course, she was not stupid. It was impossible to know that she couldn't touch her scalp, and she couldn't see the water, and she couldn't run tomorrow. Then, she went to the mirror to see what happened to the wound.
"Ask for some reason," Lu Yi took her hand down, and Yan Huan pulled it out again, but finally found out that he was holding too tightly, and if she pulled it out hard, it would only hurt herself.
"Are you proud of taking advantage of a widow?"
Yan Huan raised his face, his mouth was poisonous, comparable to the previous Lei Qingyi.
"You think I am dead?" Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, of course, he was not angry.
"Aren't you?" Yan Huan lowered his eyes. My husband even had a tombstone. She pulled out her hand again. "He won't forget me or bully me with others."
Recalling that Lu Yi was so good to her before, even in the flood, he could give her hope of life regardless of his life. She was uncomfortable, and her heart hurts, but is this still Lu Yi, and she has forgotten all about it, and how can she be the scumbag of another woman she wants to marry, how could it be her Lu Yi.
"Sorry..." Lu Yi gently stroked her hair.
I forgot, this is no excuse.
I don't remember, this can't be an excuse
"I'm not a scum man," he really doesn't like the word now, but in Yan Huan, he has become a synonym for scum man, so "Miss Yan, can you stop calling me scum man in the future?" "
"You don't admit it?"
Yan Huan snorted coldly, stood up directly, and ran back to his room. For her, Lu Yi was a scum man or a big scum man.
Lu Yi stood up and then shook his head gently. This temperament had not changed at all, and it really choked the living.
Yan Huan closed the door, first looking at the mirror, looking for a wound on her head. She carefully pulled her hair away. This movement caused her to grin with teeth when she hurt.
It can be seen that it seems that the wound is quite big, and the scalp is also torn. I don't know how much hair the person has pulled off. It seems that I really don't want to take a shower tonight.
"Knock..." There was a door noise outside.
She walked over and opened the door. As soon as she saw the man standing outside, she closed the door, but the man stretched out one hand and directly blocked the door.
Yan Huan released his hand and walked to the bed to sit down.
"You said, what are you going to do? We are all divorced," she is really fed up with Lu Yi, they are really divorced, and later the marriage of men and women is irrelevant, why do they have to appear every day? In front of her.
She said that she was going to pull her hair, but it was stopped by Lu again.
"Don't move, hurt."
With that said, he stood up, his body leaning forward slightly, and her distinct fingers also carefully pulled her hair away, but it was painful words that Huanhuan wanted to bite.
"Lu Yi..." She kicked Lu Yi hard, "Are you intentional?"
It was just her move, but she forgot that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and then she didn't pay attention to it. Her body lost her balance. Fortunately, the soft bed and quilt were behind her. Otherwise, if the head is knocked on the ground, it must be stupid.
Lu Yi also instinctively put his hand behind her head and held her back. First, the back of his hand touched the pillow, and then the back of Yan Huan, so it pressed on the back of his hand. If it was Hard things.
In this case, it seems that Yan Huan's head will not be broken, and Lu Yi's hand bone will break first.
At this time, they have become a kind of ambiguous posture of men and women.