Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

The other party screamed, and his face immediately changed.

Red and white, white is because it hurts too much, red is shameful.

He was actually suppressed by a woman, and he just laughed at her as a freshman in Class D.

The few people nearby had a good relationship with him, and rushed over when they saw this.

Ten minutes later, a group of people were injured, and they stood there, as if nothing happened.

They finally realized something was wrong, and after letting go of their harsh words, they left angrily.

Yun Fan heaved a sigh of relief, his right arm hung down and his eyes fell not far away.

Just before the fight, the man squatted there, and he is still squatting there now.

I don't know if it's too timid. I haven't moved for so long. No wonder I was bullied.

Yun came close, squatting down and asking: "They are all gone, are you okay..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the other party raised his head.

The first thing Yun Fanfan noticed was his eyes, a pair of very clean eyes with a little timidity inside. I don’t know if it was because of fear. He raised his head, and his long eyelashes cast time like a butterfly. At this moment, the eyelashes It was shaking, making people want to reach out and grab it.

His full lips were bitten by him, and even if he tried to restrain, he could feel his tension in the clouds.

The only shortcoming on that face is probably the bruises on the cheeks and corners of the lips.

It should have been beaten just now, and it fell on the face, like a perfect painting, with a stroke from the middle.

Seeing his flinching appearance, Yun felt that it would be better to leave.

As soon as this idea came up, before she left, she heard Xiao Bai Cai say: "The designated target appears!"

The clouds are like a sip of water in the throat, not up and down.

After finally slowing down, Yun tentatively stretched out his hand to the other party, trying to make himself look amiable: "Can you stand up?"

The opponent's eyelashes were hanging down, staring at his palm.

She still had a thin callus in her palm, which was different from other girls.

When Xu Mu was at her aunt's house, although she didn't do housework, she didn't use clothes to stretch out her food and open her mouth, and occasionally went out to work.

As she got older, she became more and more silent and her self-esteem became stronger.

Even if she knows that her family's money is in her aunt's hands, even if every time she gives money, her aunt doesn't say anything else.

However, sometimes, just a slightly disgusting look is enough to make Xu Mu understand.

She is just a superfluous person.

The young man finally let go of his guard and put his hand on her.

After he stood up, Yun Fanfan heard him say quickly: "Thank you."

The sound was very soft, as if a gust of wind could blow away.

Yun Fanfan took him to the side of the fountain.

Behind is a lion-like statue, with water pouring down from the lion statue's mouth, and water jets rushing up all around.

Yun Fanfan was sweating from the fight just now, and now sitting near the fountain, he suddenly felt a little cool.

She turned her head and looked at the teenager next to him. He sat upright, with his legs close together and his hands on his knees, as if a pupil was being taught by a teacher.

However, his figure is very thin, and his shirt is still a bit empty when he wears it.

Looking at his thin chin and sickly white face, Yun Fan felt that he should be no better than Xu Mu.