Chapter 37

Li Lou looked up, only to realize that he had some impressions of the person who saved him.

This is the man who has been wrapping himself tightly in a black cloak.

Looking at the man's arm exposed outside the cloak at this time, the skin is very fair.

Zhao Yan noticed Li Lou's gaze, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and poked Li Lou's little face with his hand: "What are you thinking? Little boy."

It is enough for the little man to yell once, but this man yelled a second time, Li Lou stared angrily at Zhao Yan with wide-eyed peach blossom eyes: "I'm not short!"

"Oh?" Zhao Yan's tone seemed suspicious, then he stood up, looked down at Li Lou with a smile, and asked with a smiley tone: "You said you can hit my knee when you jump up?"

A scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated, Li Lou couldn't bear it anymore and raised his small fist and swung towards Zhaoyan's knee.

Hearing a "click", Li Lou's small fist hit Zhao Yan's knee, Zhao Yan didn't feel anything, and Li Lou's own wrist was broken.

Li Lou was dumbfounded, he didn't even care about the pain in his wrist, and looked up at Zhao Yan in a daze.

Zhao Yan didn't seem to expect this to happen.

Squatting down, leaning forward, lightly pulling Li Lou's wrong right hand, slightly frowning and asking: "Does it hurt?"

"What do you think?" Li Lou was angry, angry that the man in front of him was teasing her, and angry that he couldn't hold his breath.

"Pfft, it deserves it."

I thought this person squatted down to comfort him, but who knew that every sentence he said would make people's blood pressure rise.

Li Lou opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but Zhao Yan's hand was suddenly clenched tightly by Zhao Yan. Under Li Lou's shocked gaze, Zhao Yan held Li Lou's hand slightly harder.

There was only a "click", followed by a milky wail.

Broken hand, recovering in pain.

However, even if the fracture is healed, Li Lou's body is now a 2-year-old child, and the child's bones are already brittle. After being tortured like this, Li Lou's right hand still feels pain and shakes like he has Parkinson's.

But Zhaoyan looked at it, and while he was satisfied with his craftsmanship, he smiled and said: "Look at you now, your hands are shaking like chicken feet."

There were tears in Li Lou's eyes, it wasn't that she wanted to cry, but she couldn't hold it back, and there was a nasal sound in the milk voice: "I think there is something wrong with you!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yan was a little unhappy when he heard this.

Usually he is the one who harms others, when will it be his turn to be scolded by a milk doll.

Although this milk doll is not a real milk doll.

But Zhao Yan still said a dangerous "Huh?", with threats in his tone.

[Sixth Sense] Perceiving danger soon, Li Lou changed his mouth instantly: "I, I mean, you are wrapped up in pitch black at night, and you are not afraid of meeting someone with poor eyesight like me, who will hurt you .”

"That's it." Zhao Yan smiled, and rarely explained: "I don't want to be wrapped up in this body either, the main reason is that I'm afraid to scare you."

"Are you ugly?" At some point, Li Lou realized that he was actually infected by Su Xiaomeng's unscrupulousness.

After asking, I regret it.

Zhao Yan chuckled, without saying much, and untied the black cloak.

A slim black combat uniform, 188 cm tall, strong and tall, with a perfect figure, a fine waist, and straight and slender legs.

The black, soft and slightly curly short hair was draped over the forehead, and Zhao Yan's slender and well-defined hands pushed back the short hair hanging from the forehead, and there seemed to be thousands of stars in the smiling peach blossom eyes, and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you." You, little man. Zhaoyan, my name."

"Oh..." Li Lou blinked, his face was cold, and he was indeed amazed by Zhao Yan's appearance.

But I thought that before I came to the three worlds, I had my own baby game inscription, and after coming to the three worlds, I have to earn my own baby points. As for the handsome guy?Can I sell it for points?
Even if he is really dazzlingly handsome, with long curly eyelashes, exquisite facial features, beautiful but not girly, if he has a cold face, even the peach blossom eyes that are already smiling and gentle can make his delicate face look unruly.

Li Lou's expression was obviously beyond Zhao Yan's expectation, and his sword eyebrows were slightly raised. Zhao Yan squatted down and leaned in front of Li Lou, and asked bluntly, "Isn't it good-looking?"

"It's pretty." Li Lou said honestly.

"Then why didn't you respond?" Zhao Yan was curious.

Li Lou immediately rolled his eyes at him: "Are you points? Are you skills? Are you props?"

"No."

"No matter how good-looking your face is, it's better to give me a set of game inscriptions." Li Lou said, picked up the burka, and turned the increasingly uglier and more terrifying face of the burka to Zhao Yan: "Look Look, this kind of beauty is nice."

Zhao Yan: "..." Are you afraid that there is something wrong with your eyes?

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