What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Aoki Si smiled awkwardly, hurriedly changed a basin of water, and rinsed Qiong's hair again, before Qiong wrapped his head in a towel and sighed: "I would have washed it myself if I knew it."

Aoki scratched his head embarrassingly: "Me, it is also the first time for me to wash a girl's hair, so I won't do this next time."

Qiong nodded, but saw that Qingmusi brought another basin of water: "OK, the last step is to wash your face."

In fact, Qiong can do this kind of thing by herself, but for some reason, she just wants Aoki Si to do it.

With a calm face, she wrapped her hair in a towel and moved her face to the edge of the basin.

Seeing this, Aoki Si helplessly stretched out his finger and flicked her forehead: "Do you want me to wash your face?"

"The wound hurts." After Qiong threw out these words, he looked at the void with his eyes erratically, and Aoki Si couldn't help but want to laugh with his duplicity.

"Yes Yes!"

Stretching out his hand to support Qiong's neck, Aoki Si filled the plastic basin with his other hand and gently scrubbed her face.

It has to be said that even if Qiong's cheeks are not deliberately maintained, the soft and elastic skin is enough to make people jealous. Aokiji wipes her face carefully, like carving a work of art.

Feeling Aokiji's palm gently touch his cheek, Qiong unknowingly raised the corner of his mouth.

After washing her face, Qing Musi gently pinched her nose: "Okay, don't be coquettish, just lie down."

Qiong wiped his face with the towel on his head, sat up, and said calmly, "I'm not being coquettish."

But her unconsciously red ears revealed her mood.

"Okay! It's decided!" Aoki Si suddenly clapped his palms.

Dome looked at him curiously.

"Wait until Qiong is discharged from the hospital! Let's have a party at home!" Aoki smiled: "At that time, I will call all my close friends, and let's celebrate together at home!"

Qiong was a little hesitant when she heard the words, rather than being together with a group of people...she wanted to be alone with Aoki Si.

"During this time, not only Qiong, I also caused many people to encounter a lot of trouble because of me." Aoki said with some emotion: "I have always wanted to find an occasion to say something to Qiong and many people. Sorry, thank you again."

"Qiong came out of the hospital safe and sound, such a good day, I want to make it more meaningful." Aoki Si smiled softly, looked at Qiong, took off the towel from her head, and gently gave her rubbing hair.

"Okay?"

Damn, how can you let me refuse like this.

Qiong lowered his eyes, nodded slightly after a long while: "Yeah."

Really... Seeing that Aoki Si was smiling and seemed to be very happy, Qiong leaned back a little self-defeating, and fell down in his arms amid Aoki Si's exclamation: "I'm tired. "

With a wry smile, Aoki took out the damp cold silver hair from his collar, and sighed: "Okay."

Qiong is really getting clingier.

Really...

Aokiji carefully wiped the silver hair in front of her face, let her close her eyes and curl up in his arms, breathing softly.

270 Chapter Nine Begins

"The much-anticipated Chiba competition has finally begun!"

It was still the familiar roar of the host. His hoarse voice was a little deeper than yesterday, but his expression was as excited as ever.

"Today! It will be decided which two players in the Chiba competition area can break out of the encirclement and advance to the top [-]!"

The host waved his hand, and behind him, the big screen in front of the passageway for the contestants suddenly lit up. The lights in the entire arena were flickering, and the edited bloody scenes continued to flash on the screen. The exciting BGM sounded, and the entire arena was plunged into chaos. Among the cheers.

"Next, let us welcome the four contestants to weigh in!"

It was said that it was a weighing ceremony, but in fact, it was only a day later, and there was no need for weighing at all-this is a special process specially formulated by the program group to let the contestants talk to each other.

The lights flickered, and the four corners of the venue suddenly lit up.

Four beams of light illuminated the four corners, and four contestants in different clothes stood there with stern expressions, waving their hands around with the lights, causing a round of cheers.

"Great Demon King Aoki!"

"Dragon of Yachiyo!"

"Zombie rat! Go!"

"Electric batons! Shock them!"

Aoki stood calmly on the high platform deliberately arranged by the program crew, in front of him was a weight-measuring instrument, surrounded by the media holding cameras, and the separated audience were desperately waving their arms at Aoki, He kept cheering.

"The first contestant to weigh in!"

"Electric batons! Ping Dunya!"

"Height 177 cm! Armspan 180 cm! Weight!"

When Pington, known as the electric baton, also stepped onto the weighing machine, and his weight was displayed on the screen, the host shouted: "140 pounds!"

Ping Dun was also standing on the weighing instrument, and someone around had prepared a microphone, and he grabbed it with a grim expression: "I am the number one in Chiba!"

"No matter who you meet today, prepare to be paralyzed!"

Ping Dun also roared, slapped his chest hard, and handed the microphone back, but at this time the wound on his cheek had not healed, and there was still a bruise on his arm—this is enough to see that it was not easy for him to win yesterday. .

"Next! From Futtsu City, Chiba! Height 1.6 meters seven, weight 154 pounds! Armspan 1.7 meters three! Yonghu boxing gym! Zombie rat! West! Shan! Hui!"