Eunuchs are not easy

Even though they ran out of the room, those two people were obviously not going to let themselves out of the yard under the current situation. They were pressing every step of the way, and there was a kind of restraint in raising their hands. Fu Huan visually inspected the place and the door. The distance, decisively let go of the ineffectiveness that you want to take away.

He started to get entangled with the two people. Although they held weapons, they were careful when confronting Fu Huan, and did not draw their swords again.

And Fu Huan was not much better, the clothes all over her body restrained her, and her movements were stiff and reluctant.

Kankan tied with the two, but he couldn't move half a point.

The two-to-one advantage was obvious, and before he knew it, Fu Huan began to lose his strength and lost the battle.

It's bright now, that is to say, from yesterday afternoon to now, Fu Huan's stomach is very empty with only those few sips of tea mixed with medicine.

I didn't feel it just now, but with just this movement, the feeling of hunger in my stomach came over without warning.

I'm hungry!

Fu Huan took a deep breath, took two steps back, propped his knees and waved towards the two of them.

The two of them didn't know what was going on, but slowly stopped their movements, but they still approached Fu Huan, with a strong tendency of not giving up.

Fu Huan cursed secretly.He tugged on the belt around his waist, gritted his teeth and pulled it tighter.

"There's no need for us to do this, right?" She spread her hands and tilted her head, "Isn't it okay to let each other go their own way? Why bother pressing so hard, they are all women..."

"Tell him when your manager Anda comes back." Fu Huan took a few breaths, and was forced to take a few steps back by the two, "His little lady...I really can't bear that title, and I can't bear it either. If he comes back and asks about me, tell him, I... I... ran away..."

"..."

After uttering the last two words at the top of his voice, Fu Huan turned his head and ran away. She couldn't beat her, couldn't she still run, really!

As soon as she took small steps and ran to the door, she was blocked by a black face dripping with ink before she went out. word.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared angrily at Fu Huan who ran over.

Fu Huan stopped running in an instant, and his face, which was slightly flushed due to excessive exercise, collapsed instantly when he saw the man, and the corners of his mouth curled down.

The eyes fell on An Huajin's face and left without stopping.

"Step aside."

She spat out two words stiffly.

Seeing that the other party was not moving, she took a step to the left.

As soon as An Huajin raised his left hand, someone appeared behind him and blocked Fu Huan's path.

Fu Huan stared at that person for a long time, until he was a little scared, and he never gave way to her.

At this moment, the two people who were chasing up from behind had also arrived, they were stunned when they saw An Huajin, they all silently saluted, and retreated to the corner.

After all, the atmosphere between the two of them is weird no matter how you look at it, so it's better to be cautious.

Fu Huan turned his gaze, glanced at the corners of An Huajin's mouth, grunted twice, stepped forward and grabbed the other's collar, forcing him to get closer to her.

Seeing this, the people around looked at this vigilantly holding the handle of the knife, but An Huajin continued to look indifferent, raised his hand to give them a reassuring gesture, and then turned his head to meet Fu Huan's eyes.

I don't know why, but I felt a little guilty. When I heard her words just now, the overwhelmed feeling concealed by the overflowing coolness seemed to be leaking.

"You..." Fu Huan opened his mouth, put his other hand on his tense face, and patted it, "Good job."

After finishing speaking, he dragged An Huajin by the neck and walked into the room he just came out of.

"Manager!!" The rest of the people were stunned when they saw this scene, not knowing what to do.

But An Huajin's following glances made them choke the rest of their words in their throats.They all lowered their heads, turned their eyes sideways, and stood quietly in place.

Fu Huan was slightly shorter than An Huajin, so to keep up with her, An Huajin had to lower his head halfway, stumbling along, with most of his weight leaning on Fu Huan.

Fu Huan dragged him into the door, pushed him inside, walked in by himself, and pulled the door heavily.

Taking several deep breaths, his eyes scanned An Huajin, whose clothes were slightly disheveled.

Pursing his lips, he suddenly felt that his breathing was not smooth.Looking for the source, he put his hand on the belt that he had tightened, and walked towards An Huajin while loosening it.

If she doesn't teach this person a lesson today, she won't let go of her anger.

Seeing the other party being forced back blankly by him, Fu Huan waited coldly for me to twitch the corners of his mouth, twisted his wrist twice, and brushed the messy hair on his forehead, "Why, Ah Ci likes this dress up?"

An Huajin was stunned for a moment, and took advantage of the situation to look up and down at Fu Huan's clothes. Although everything was messed up now, it was not difficult to see that he had a good eye for choosing clothes, and there was no problem with aesthetics.

So, he nodded heartily.But there was still some resentment in his heart for what Fu Huan said before he entered the door. He felt uncomfortable no matter what, and his eyes unconsciously staggered away from Fu Huan's eyes, afraid of seeing something he didn't want to see from inside.

In this way, the atmosphere between the two became stalemate for a while.

When An Huajin came back to his senses, Fu Huan had already taken off his clothes in a mess, and was only wearing a thin undershirt.

When An Huajin couldn't see it, his face blushed slightly, "What... are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" Fu Huan rolled up his sleeves, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, as if you were going to die, he piled all the clothes he had taken off in front of An Huajin, and pushed him onto the bed.

"Since Ah Ci likes it, then you can wear it and let me see how good-looking it is." Fu Huan squeezed his throat and said through gritted teeth.

An Huajin looked at the clothes at his feet, pursed his lips, and stared at the ground, "Are you angry with me?"

"What do you think?" Fu Huan folded his arms, unmoved, "Take off your clothes and change, hurry up!"

"I know I was wrong." An Huajin still lowered his head and didn't move. It took a long time before he said a word, his fingers clasped the edge of the bed, his body tensed up, "I will never do anything to make you angry again. now." Don't leave me, okay?

Fu Huan rolled his eyes, grinding his back molars, pretending he didn't hear him, "A Ci, hurry up, or I'll help you take it off!"

Tied her up when she was dizzy, dressed her in clothes she didn't like, and restrained her feet. In the end, it was fine without saying sorry, and she showed her face.

If she didn't get angry, her surname would not be Fu today!

Thinking of this, she took a few steps forward, walked in front of An Huajin, and lifted his chin with one hand, forcing him to look up at her.

Caught off guard, she met a pair of red eyes, which were a little moist, but there were no tears.

An Huajin didn't expect Fu Huan's sudden move, she was startled, blinked twice, instinctively wrapped her arms around Fu Huan's waist, buried her head in her waist, "You can't go, you can't leave I."

Fu Huan was frightened by the hug, quickly separated the two with his hands, and said disgustedly: "Who are you going to go!"

Now that I'm gone, can she let go of this tone?

"Don't waste time with me here, you have to change your clothes today if you want, and you have to change if you don't want to!"

"Come on, don't linger."

Fu Huan bent down to pick up the dresses on the ground, piled them on him, and pouted his chin under the astonished eyes of the other party.

"How do you want me to help you?"

An Huajin's face was alternately black and white, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, nodding resignedly, "Yes."

"..." This guy is really shameless!

Fu Huan's first reaction was to give him a slap on the ear, but after thinking about it carefully, she still moved, with a half-hearted smile, "Come on, Manager An, let your little lady change your clothes!"

"Didn't you say..." An Huajin was forced to look up at her, seeing that she had taken off her official hat, and asked, "Would you like to be my little wife?"

Fu Huan squinted at him, saw that the other person's eyes looked at him brightly, as if they were shining with light, his heart softened, and he reached out and knocked on his forehead, "Is it okay to be a lady, a lady who is the manager! There is so much nonsense What are you doing, I'm on a pirate ship..."

"Okay." An Huajin responded softly, with a wider smile on his face.

"Don't think that with this appearance, I will be soft-hearted." Fu Huan was stunned when he saw his smile, and complained.

"You don't have any flesh on your body, why are you so thin?" When taking off his clothes, Fu Huan's hand accidentally touched An Huajin's body, he was really terribly thin.

He patted it casually, and the complaint turned into a satisfied nod, "But it's just right, it fits well."

After finishing speaking, he reached out to pick up the clothes he had taken off and planned to put them on for him one by one. The clothes were easy to take off, but it was a bit difficult to put them on. Fu Huan had a rough nerve.

"It's not right here, it needs to be tied like this." An Huajin watched her tie the knot for the umpteenth time, shook her head helplessly, and stretched out her hand to demonstrate.

"Huh?" Fu Huan frowned as he looked at his tricks, and belatedly remembered something, grabbed his hand and asked, "Tell me, who changed my clothes!"

"Me." An Huajin replied very naturally, not knowing what he said at all.

Fu Huan's face darkened, and as soon as he raised his hand, he immediately untied the belt he had just fastened.

An Huajin asked suspiciously, "Huanhuan, what are you doing?"

Fu Huan gave him a stiff smile, "I want to review the process with you."

An Huajin continued to ask: "What process?"

Fu Huan turned his gaze around him, "This process!"

"But, didn't Huanhuan ask me to wear this?" An Huajin grabbed the remaining clothes on the bed.

Good-looking is good-looking, but there are really too many layers, and I don’t know how I chose it in the first place.

"It's okay." Fu Huan glanced casually, "Take off and put on layer by layer."

"But, I have never stripped you naked." An Huajin swallowed.

"Huh?" Fu Huan raised his tone, "But I don't remember wearing this!"

After finishing speaking, she also pointed to the subtle red color protruding from the neck.

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