The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

Su Qingchen raised his hand, and his index finger slid from the end of Zhou Lang's eyes to the corner of his lips, and came to the corner of his lips, and pressed gently with his strength.

The movements are boundless and gentle, but there seems to be a storm brewing in the eyes.

Zhou Lang couldn't help frowning, driven by instinct, he didn't avoid Su Qingchen's fingers.

Because Su Qingchen was really angry.

Reluctantly, Zhou Lang decided to coax him.

But when she was angry, Su Qingchen was easy to coax, but not easy to coax.

So coaxed that no matter what mistakes Zhou Lang made, as long as he called 'Qingchen' and acted like a baby, Su Qingchen's anger could be calmed down easily.

If Zhou Lang acted aggrieved again during the period and shed a tear or two, he would ask the other party to coax him back.

It's hard to coax, Su Qingchen will record in his heart every time Zhou Lang provokes him to be angry.

On the surface, it seems that these things are easily turned over, but in fact, they are just waiting for the day to turn them over again and calculate the general ledger together.

That's how it's written in the novel.

It is said that after the love gu was eliminated, Su Qingchen did not kill Zhou Lang immediately, but tortured him slowly with various means.

Until now Zhou Lang still remembers that Su Qingchen in the novel once said such a sentence.

"I have been trapped by love Gu for more than 13 years. During this period, you rewarded me with a total of 730 palms twice and 910 kicks three times... Tell me, how should I pay you back?"

Coincidentally, Zhou Lang entered the university in 17, and his student number happened to be 32.

Coincidentally, the room number Zhou Lang lived in was exactly 913.

Mo Yue was so surprised, Zhou Lang read this sentence many times and remembered it unconsciously.

There are 360 ​​five days in a year, and there are nearly 13 days and nights in more than [-] years.

During this period, Zhou Lang rewarded Su Qingchen with a total of 730 two palms and 910 three kicks, which means that he would be slapped once every less than three days, and kicked every five days or so...

Zhou Lang couldn't help but start to reflect.

Is he that irritable?

Oh no!

Is this the time to reflect on whether he is irritable or not?no!

On the contrary, these statistics just show how much Su Qingchen deserves a beating!

Zhou Lang thinks that he is still a bit intuitive, and has always adhered to the principle of 'If people don't offend me, I won't offend others'.

Almost every time he made a move against Su Qingchen, the opponent's hands and feet were unruly first.

Who is Su Qingchen, who looks like a dog in the eyes of a fairy, but in fact he is the reincarnation of a dog's skin plaster, who can annoy people half to death if he entangles them.

Don't talk about anything else, just talk about Su Qingchen getting into Zhou Lang's bed every day.

Zhou Lang is not a child who is afraid of the dark, he dare not sleep alone, how can he get Su Qingchen to sleep with *?

It's not because Su Qingchen is too thick-skinned.

rush?Can't drive away.

scold?I can't go away with scolding.

kick?Can't kick.

Zhou Lang was so annoyed by Su Qingchen that he had to give up half of the bed.

With this concession, the days of rolling happily on the big bed alone were far away from Zhou Lang.

Therefore, Zhou Lang didn't think there was anything wrong with him hitting someone.

Shouldn't Su Qingchen hit him?

Should!

Zhou Lang still thinks that he has played too little!

Shouldn't Su Qingchen kick it?

Should!

Zhou Lang still thinks he kicked too little!

So Zhou Lang didn't understand what reason Su Qingchen used to take revenge.

Emotional guy just remembers how much he was beaten, but why he was beaten, right?

TMD!

And face torment him.

Still ready to stab him with a sword.

Also kill him.

Spicy chicken!

Scum!

mentally retarded!

Go to yours!

What kind of person are you? Don't you have a clue?

As long as Zhou Lang thinks of his tragic ending in the novel, he has the urge to beat Su Qingchen hard.

wrong.

Just one beating is not enough to relieve his anger, at least one hundred and eighty beatings are enough.

The more you think about it, the more you get angry, and the more you get angry, the more you think about it, and the cycle goes on and on.

Zhou Lang, who was angry, was thinking about how to teach Su Qingchen a lesson when his jaw was pinched by the other party.

Su Qingchen narrowed her eyes dangerously, approached Zhou Lang's face and said in a low voice: "Xiao Lang, you are not good again, actually..." Ignored me again.

However, Su Qingchen didn't finish his words.

Out of anger, Zhou Lang kicked his feet hard and bumped his head towards Su Qingchen's nose.

It's a pity that Zhou Lang used too much force when he rushed over, and jumped up directly.In the end, he didn't hit Su Qingchen's nose, but hit the other person's forehead.

Whether Su Qingchen hurts or not, Zhou Lang doesn't know.

Zhou Lang only knew that he was going to die of pain, and tears came out of his painful eyes.

Holding his forehead and taking a step back, Zhou Lang glared at Su Qingchen angrily, "Bastard! What are you doing with such a hard head?!"

Su Qingchen: "..."

Because of the other party's unexpected move, Su Qingchen's anger disappeared completely.

Not only that, he also wanted to laugh a little.

But now is not the time to laugh.

Su Qingchen stepped forward, put his palm on the young man's forehead, and gently massaged with spiritual power.

Noticing that the boy's complexion was better, Su Qingchen said with a smile: "What happened to you just now? Why are you so arrogant for no reason?"

It's okay if Su Qingchen doesn't say anything.

When he said this, Zhou Lang's anger, temporarily suppressed by the pain, swelled up again.

Getting angry, Zhou Lang grabbed Su Qingchen's collar and approached Su Qingchen's face, his eyes burning.

"Su, Qing, Chen!"

Zhou Lang looked into Su Qingchen's eyes, paused every word, and gritted his teeth.

"You die for me!"

After saying that, Zhou Lang let go of Su Qingchen, raised his foot and kicked Su Qingchen.

Just one kick was not enough, Zhou Lang went into battle with both hands, one left and one right, hitting Su Qingchen with both sides of the face.

Count while beating.

"Two, four, six, eight, ten..."

While counting, I thought in my heart: "Nima only hits 730 and [-] palms, how can it be enough? I need to hit [-]! Start counting from now!"

Su Qingchen: "..."

Xiao Lang didn't understand why he was angry at all.

Looking at Zhou Lang who counted from "three eight" to "three nine", Su Qingchen grabbed his wrist and said helplessly, "Xiao Lang, it's not three nine, it's forty."

Zhou Lang glared at him: "Need you to remind me? I said it's [-] or [-]. Let go, I haven't hit enough yet!"

Su Qingchen: "..."

He sighed, "Xiao Lang, I really have nothing to do with you."

So Su Qingchen really let go of Zhou Lang's wrist, and after the opponent continued to beat him, he counted the number of people.

"Forty, four two, four four, four six, four eight..."

In Su Qingchen's view, Zhou Lang's actions were not so much insulting him as playing with him.

Because Zhou Lang's strike was extremely light, he didn't feel any pain at all.

But Zhou Lang didn't keep beating, and stopped when Su Qingchen counted to sixty.

"Tsk, no energy."

Zhou Lang rubbed his wrist, muttering dissatisfiedly.

Su Qingchen smiled and touched Zhou Lang's head.

The storm dissipated in the eyes, leaving only deep-seated tenderness.

Zhou Lang curled his lips: "Get lost!"

But he didn't avoid Su Qingchen's hand.

He said in his heart: "There are still 940 strokes left."