"What to do, let go!" The moment the foot was caught, Luo Wan seemed to be burned by something. She didn't care about the pain in her feet, and suddenly retracted, alert to staring at Lu Hanchuan.

That look, the little rabbit was guarding against the big bad wolf.

Lu Hanchuan took his hand back. Although he was still an expressionless iceberg face, Luo Wan saw the indifference from that layer of indifference.

rogue!

"Just help you see your feet." Lu Hanchuan was very calm.

"Old hooligan!"

Luo Wan was not careful for a moment and whispered to the thoughts in her heart.

Lu Hanchuan looked over, "Old?"

He was stimulated for a moment, and she actually said he was old!

My wife actually disliked him for being old, and this problem was very serious!

"I'm twenty-eight this year..." Even the most attractive age for men is not yet here, how can you say that they are old!

Luo Wan, “…”

So, is his focus a little wrong?

Doesn’t the first reaction when I hear others calling me an old hooligan? Isn’t it that I was called a hooligan?

Why is his focus old?

If it were normal times, Luo Wan wouldn't bother to pay attention to him. However, today she was so frustrated since she got off the plane and lost such a big face just now. This was the time to be the most angry, and she just wanted to attack others!

Otherwise, her perverted mentality would not be balanced!

So she sneered, "I am twenty years older than me this year, and I am not old!"

"You are twenty-one this year, and after the New Year, you are one year older." Lu Hanchuan explained seriously, and finally added, "I am only seven years older than you."

At the age of seven, this age difference should be acceptable, right?

Well, my wife thinks he is old, this must be explained clearly!

Luo Wan's face turned red, and she felt like she was mentally retarded, and she even got her age wrong!

The beauty Luo Da is a person who wants to save face - although she has lost so much face.

So she said with confidence, "Twenty! I haven't celebrated my birthday yet, it's not over twenty-one!"

"I haven't celebrated my birthday yet. I'm twenty-seven years older than you."

Luo Wan sneered, "Ha! Old man!"

Lu Hanchuan, “…”

"That's because you're too young." Lu Hanchuan didn't care and pulled her feet over. "It's not feudal society that can't even look at your feet, check the wound."

Luo Wan's little face turned red and he kicked him, "You...get out of here!"

Lu Hanchuan did not get out, but pinched her feet and observed her injuries through the desk lamp.

The ankles were a little red and swollen, Luo Wan's skin was white, even with feet, and the skin was almost transparent. You could see the light blue blood vessels. It was twisted at this time, and it was seen more clearly, giving a pathological beauty.

After pressing it gently, Luo Wan immediately whispered, and his little faces wrinkled together.

"It hurts?" Lu Hanchuan asked.

She nodded, her little eyes were woolly and it hurt.

"It must have been twisted. I'll get you some medicinal wine to wipe it."

After Lu Hanchuan said that, he got out and went to find her a medical box.

Seeing the door closed, Luo Wan was so embarrassed that she plunged into the quilt and harassed her several times from the bed.

It's a shame!
Chapter completed!