"Host, why didn't you just let that man send it back for you!"
Shen Wanqing wondered, "why do I want him to send it back for me?"
"You can't lift it!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Why can't I carry it?"
748 compromised and gritted his teeth, "well, even if you can lift it, you can't lift such a heavy thing now!"
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing didn't care much, "it's not a big problem."
748ï¼â¦â¦
It's not a fucking problem!
What did those aunts think of you when they just passed by?
"Host, if you really continue to be so willful, you will die sooner or later because of excessive blood loss and repeated wound infection!" 748 advised painstakingly.
The scar on the host's left wrist has just healed. Now it's so heavy that you don't have to look at it. Now the host's wound must have cracked!
The aunts were surprised to see a soft and weak girl carrying such heavy four big bags.
Now I watched the host's left wrist bleed all the way, and the whole person was frightened.
Shen Wanqing took a casual look at the torn wrist. It was not very serious, so he tore it a little, and it would heal soon.
Then, Shen Wanqing calmly changed all the bags carried in his left hand on his right hand.
Just a few steps away, suddenly a man came face-to-face. Shen Wanqing's footsteps hit the man.
The young man's body was very tall, big and thin. He was wearing a light gray sweater and bumped into her.
The tip of the nose is haunted by a faint fragrance of mint.
Shen Wanqing frowned at once. Without much to say, he was very disgusted and pushed away the young man in front of him.
It is reasonable to say that Shen Wanqing's strength is not used much, and the youth will only gently retreat a step or two because of her actions at most. Unexpectedly, the next second, the young man in front of him fell to the ground.
Shen Wanqing:
Where did you come from?
She glanced at the young man lying on the ground, stared at him for a few seconds, and frowned thoughtfully.
"Don't doubt it. This is the father of the gold Lord. That's right."
The voice of 748 sounded in my mind.
Shen Wanqing pulled at the corners of her mouth. When she pushed away the other party, her inner fetters pulled, and then she reacted.
She sighed, squatted down with four bags and poked the young man who fell to the ground.
"Ah, are you dead?"
The other side's cheeks are shriveled and feel no flesh at all.
Shen Wanqing looked at the young man in front of him. He looked about twenty-four or five years old, young and beautiful.
Thick black hair, delicate and beautiful facial features, thick eyebrow color and long willow eyebrow. Although the eyes are lightly closed at the moment, it is not difficult to see that these eyes are very beautiful.
His eyebrow bones to the bridge of his nose are very straight, and his lip is very light pink, almost pale.
Looks haggard and pathetic.
Lu Congbai opened his eyes vaguely. His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing beautiful dark pupils.
He blinked blankly at the girl who couldn't see clearly in front of him.
Seeing that the boy had woken up, Shen Wanqing stood up and stretched out his left hand, "since you wake up, stand up."
One meter nine tall, lying on the ground can't get up, but it's very eye-catching!
Lu Congbai vaguely put his hand on Shen Wanqing's hand. When he stood up, his feet were weak and fell on Shen Wanqing again.