"Honey." Jiang mianmianmian bumps his head into Fu Jinhan's arms and lengthens his tone.

Fu Jin Han avoided her outstretched hand, a pair of cold eyes looked down, mercilessly broke through her silly: "don't change the topic."

Jiang mianmianmian felt Fu Jinhan's voice was chilly. He realized that he was really angry, and his drunken face immediately wrinkled.

She raised her face from the darkness and carefully explained: "in fact, I didn't get drunk at the beginning, but just when I went down to pour water, I felt a severe headache."

"Well, it's all my fault that Aunt LAN discharges electricity on me. I'm sure her power is too strong, so she corona me."

Jiang mianmianmian touched his head with his hand. He said this while carefully aiming at Fu Jin Han's reaction with Yu Guang.

Under the light, his face was very gloomy, his eyes were hidden in the dark, and there was cold air flowing wantonly. Obviously, his mood did not improve.

Wuwuwu, now the big devil is too terrible, there is no trace of cute when I was a child.

Jiang mianmianmian finally knows why aunt LAN complained when she mentioned Fu Jin Han as a child.

Jiang mianmianmian put his hands around Fu Jinhan's neck. He almost reached his arms and tried to rub and beg for forgiveness.

Just feel in front of a flower, Fu Jin Han hand toward her.

Jiang mianmianmian quickly covered his face and yelled, "Fu Jinhan, what are you doing? You should hit people instead of their faces."

Jiang mianmianmian's voice just came out. He only heard a helpless sigh above her head. His expected hands didn't fall on her face.

"Why?" Jiang mianmianmian opened his eyes and blinked in wonder.

When she was in doubt, she suddenly felt a chill on her temple. Fu Jin Han put his big hands on her forehead and gently pressed them with his fingers.

"It's hard here?" Fu Jin Han looked down at her. When he saw Jiang mianmianmian's dull expression, he frowned silently.

His well-defined big hands on both sides of her forehead, four fingers under, thumb on the temple, gently press.

Jiang mianmianmian felt Fu Jinhan's gentle fingers, and his heart seemed to be "bang" in full bloom. Suddenly, his eyes seemed to be lit up by fireworks, and his smile became very bright.

God, is Fu Jinhan relieving her headache in this way? No, no, he must have helped her with her headache.

Jiang mianmianmian thinks so, his eyes are bright, and he wants to look up at Fu Jinhan's expression.

Who knew that when his head moved and he pressed it back, Fu Jin Han's hands were still on both sides of her forehead, with slow speed and moderate strength.

"So comfortable." Jiang mianmianmian simply fell down from the pillow, squinting happily and humming comfortably.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Jin Han looked down at her.

Jiang mianmianmian nodded: "it hurts. But honey, when you press it for me, it seems a little better. "

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang mianmianmian quickly climbs to the front of Fu Jinhan, grins at him, kisses him on the lips, and then leaves quickly.

"Honey, can you forgive me now?"

Fu Jin Han felt the touch on his lips, but before he had time to taste it, it quickly disappeared.

His eyes turned black instantly, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm not going to do it again."