Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

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

Duan Feihan's handsome face was so stagnant.

Han... Han Han?

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.

Bai Chuwei walked forward with her hand held hands, and the spring night breeze blew, she seemed to be blending into the night, and smiled to herself: "I didn't expect it? The grandfather of Huaxia Medical, even herself can't cure it."

Since that person died for her, she has got this disease, and her heart will aches from time to time, and she can only cure it with these elixir.

For five thousand years, she didn't know how many elixir had been eaten.

Fortunately, now I met 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-in-law?"

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

When Bai Chuwei heard these words, she turned her head abruptly, and 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 the age of eighteen?"

Bai Chuwei was a little stunned to hear, unable to keep up with the rhythm of the previous period.

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 is it with?

Bai Chuwei was a little impatient when she heard it. The ancestor lived too long and didn't like others to teach her. Her tone was lax: "Just a word, 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 was so rare that a red glow appeared, and she immediately called to stop.

Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Feihan complicatedly, 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 feeling for your father, and you even thought of looking like..." Xu.

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

The man's vigorous arms encircled her slender waist, and the temperature of the palms continuously came through the fabric.

Duan Feihan uploaded a steady stream of spiritual energy, just like a naturally growing spiritual energy reservoir, Bai Chuwei sighed and sighed, "How sweet you are."

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