My host is lazy again

Chapter 169 Husband He Is As Beautiful As A Flower 3
Seeing how pitiful she is, Yun Zhihuai decided to show her mercy.

He put the fat pig off his shoulders and gave her his hand.

The girl's cold hand was placed in his palm, it was small, soft, and boneless. He lowered his head to look, and then pulled her up from the water with all his strength.

Her shoes didn't know where to throw them, and there was water on her feet, making the ground a little slippery.

When she landed, she slipped and grabbed his hand subconsciously.

Yun Zhihuai clicked her tongue, pinched her thin arms and lifted her up.

After standing firmly, Luo Jian breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him.Fearing that the soles of her feet would slip and fall into the water again, she took a few steps away from the pond.When her feet were on the dry reeds on the ground, she began to wring the water from her clothes.

Under the moonlight, the thin, coarse cloth dress clings to her body, and the graceful curves can be seen at a glance, and the shadow of the reed hits her body, showing various shapes.

Yun Zhihuai at the side glanced twice, feeling her throat a little itchy, and at the same time thinking in her heart that she really is an idiot.

In front of such a big man like him, she was not at all defensive.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he took off his shirt and threw it on her head, "Put it on."

After speaking, he turned around shirtless, squatted aside and no longer looked at her.

Luo Jian moved her little head and pulled off his somewhat shabby clothes from the top of her head. Then she turned around and saw the young man's broad and strong back.

His long dark hair hung down to his waist, covering most of the fair skin on his back, but his perfectly sexy shoulder blades and spinal grooves could be vaguely seen.

Holding the clothes in her hands, she blinked her eyes, "Thank you, little brother...but your clothes seem a bit smelly."

It was the stench of pigs, mixed with the sweat of pantothenic acid.

Hey, still disgusted?Yun Zhihuai turned around when she heard the words, and said coldly: "If you don't wear it, return it to me."

"Here", the little girl really obediently handed him the clothes.

"..."

He was pissed off.

I lifted my eyelids and felt energetic.

"You can wear it as long as you want, or I'll throw you back into the water," he threatened fiercely, staring at his beautiful peach eyes.

But as soon as he finished murdering someone, he began to regret it.

She won't cry, will she?
The woman started crying and she was in trouble.

Thinking of this, he stared at her without blinking, his eyes were a little creepy.

Luo Jian didn't cry, but she felt her nose itchy.

"Ah sneeze!"

She sneezed three times in a row, and her eyes went black for a while.

Um, cold.

Sniffing, she looked at the clothes in her hands, and said, "Thank you."

She put her clothes on.

The boy was wearing clothes of just the right size, and she looked very baggy when she wore them. The fabric on the shoulders drooped loosely, and the sleeves were so long that they covered her fingertips. It looked like a child had stolen an adult's clothes.

Luo Jian gathered her clothes and sneezed again, her face turned red.

Seeing this, Yun Zhihuai was finally satisfied.

Rescuing her and giving her clothes was considered as the utmost kindness, and he didn't plan to take care of the next thing.

"I'm leaving, you go back quickly."

After walking two steps, he didn't hear any movement behind him. He looked back and saw that she was still in a daze. He couldn't help frowning, and said in a bad tone, "You idiot, are you planning to spend the night here?"

The girl looked at him and shook her head dully, "No, it's just that I'm a little dizzy..."

Bracing herself to finish speaking, she immediately fell forward as soon as her body softened.

Yun Zhihuai subconsciously caught her.

He froze for a moment, then looked down at the person in his arms, and moved his fingers holding her waist slightly.

This waist...is quite soft.

A charming thought flashed through his mind.

Then he reached out his hand solemnly and touched her forehead.

It was very hot, and it really was a fever.

After looking at the unconscious man and then at the pigs on the shore, he frowned and clicked his tongue, with the word "trouble" written all over his delicate and handsome face.

(End of this chapter)