Li Nannan and Yang Xiao tore up just now, how safe was Ham's mother and son, Ai Wei'er who was hanging upside down in the coconut grove, but he could see it clearly.

When she saw Li Nannan as if she was crazy and was kicked out by Yang Xiao, Ai Wei'er's heart was broken.

She wanted to scream, "Stop fighting, please stop hitting him!" ”

But I didn't shout.

As soon as she shouted, Yang Xiao would never listen to her.

The second is that she is afraid that her shouting will distract Li Nannan and make the already bad situation worse.

The only thing she could do was to stretch out her right hand as much as possible to that side, let the tears flow, and when she was distressed and could not breathe, she did not delay praying to God, and asked his old man to appear and take away Yang Xiao, the demon.

The appearance of her bare buttocks being hung upside down on a coconut tree as a sausage was very moving, and God reluctantly agreed to her and stopped Yang Xiao from continuing to abuse Li Nannan.

However, God did not take Yang Xiao away - alas, this demon is not a Westerner, he does not listen to God's instructions at all.

If you want to take him away, you have to go east to Huaxia Shenzhou, and invite Taishang Laojun to come out in person.

Fortunately, Yang Xiao's humanity flashed next, and when Ham's mother and son were about to go to Bliss, he shot in time and turned into a super midwife, using a midwife that Ai Weier had never seen before, no, a delivery method that he had never heard of, and rescued their mother and son alive.

The process is simply too exciting.

It all made Ai Weier forget that she was struggling to hang upside down, and her broken arm was in severe pain.

Especially when the child cried out, Ai Weier almost clapped her hands.

It wasn't until Ham was holding the child and snuggling in Li Nannan's arms with a happy face, and Yang Xiao had a smile on his face, and when he walked slowly with his hands behind his back, Ai Weier suddenly woke up and realized that her crisis had not been resolved.

The indescribable fear of Yang Xiao immediately surrounded her tightly, causing the sharp pain in her arm, which was also magnified countless times, and Ai Wei'er, who was in pain, could no longer bear it, so she could only moan and moan.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Yang Xiao walked over, bent down and picked up the straw whip on the ground, swept it lightly on her body with the tip of the whip, and asked with a sneer on his face.

Ai Weier didn't say a word, clenched her teeth tightly, and closed her eyes.

She confessed.

No matter how Yang Xiao tortured her.

She didn't think that Yang Xiao could bypass her crime of "betrayal" after saving Ham's mother and son with great kindness.

"Open your eyes."

Yang Xiao said lightly and sat cross-legged in front of her.

Avril didn't want to listen to him.

No way.

Yang Xiao's voice seemed to carry an irresistible magic that made her slowly open her eyes.

Yang Xiao raised his hand and brushed away her hair, revealing that pale and charming face, caressing her tender face, enjoying it very much.

It is said that Ai Weier should be very disgusted with Yang Xiao touching her like this.

Because it's frivolous.

She is also a woman with self-esteem.

But in fact, Avril did not feel frivolous.

Like, when Yang Xiao caressed her tender face, she didn't have any impure thoughts, she just felt that her skin was good, just like a girl would basically drag it over and smell it when she saw flowers.

"I'll ask you a question."

Yang Xiao's left shoulder sank, and when he shook his body, his delicate and heroic eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

As he sat down, he touched the wound on his buttocks.

He didn't unbutton his pants to look at it—he didn't have to look, he knew that there was a ring on his buttocks, a bloody tooth mark, oozing blood.

When Li Nannan, who was like a mad dog, bit his buttocks, he used all his strength and didn't tear off a piece of meat for him on the spot, he was already blessed by King Xuanyuan.

Alas, after he became a beautiful Yang coffin, he took a bath alone in the bathroom, and when he saw this scar on his buttocks, what would he think?

The white jade is flawed.

After sighing with some shame in his heart, Yang Xiao suddenly thought of a way to make up for it.

If you get a tattoo on your buttocks, tattoo the wound into a bright peony flower or something, you should be able to cover this imperfection.

"Later, what will that bastard think when he sees that flower—me! Why should I let him see my body? ”

Yang Xiao inexplicably thought of the disgusting look on his face when Li Nannan stared at his ass, his heart fluttered, and then he sobered up.

He felt his face burn.

I'm blushing to death.

Fortunately, this is in the coconut grove, the light is relatively dim, and the arm is in severe pain, so she should not be able to see it.

"If she sees it, then kill her."

When Yang Xiao secretly thought like this, Ai Wei'er spoke in a trembling voice: "You, you say." ”

"How do you think I should punish you?"

Yang Xiao said, his right five fingers on Ai Wei'er's face, caressing back and forth.

His five fingers are slender and fair-skinned, and such a pair of hands should play the piano to interpret moving tunes, and use a paintbrush to paint wonderful human landscapes, but they are a demon's hand.

Now Ai Weier already knows that before Yang Xiao sneaked on Lord Fei's cruise ship, he had killed 47 elite members of the London Black Dragon Group in one fell swoop, which can be said to be a complete destruction.

Most people were crushed by these artistic hands.

Therefore, it makes sense for Ai Weier to regard Yang Xiao's hand as the hand of the devil.

The feeling of being caressed on the face by a demonic hand that doesn't know how many people's throats have been crushed is simply terrible.

The severe pain of the broken arm could not suppress Ai Weier's nausea.

It's just that before she opened her mouth and spit it out, Yang Xiao quickly pointed at her back.

Then, Aver's desire to vomit disappeared completely.

Yang Xiao retracted his hand, frowned and said, "I don't like to be spit out when talking to people. ”

After a pause, he added, "If you have to vomit, that's fine." But, I'll let you spit out and eat it again. ”

"I—I don't know how you're going to punish me."

Thinking of what she vomited out, and being forced to eat it back by him, Ai Weier became nauseous again, but she didn't dare to show it, and quickly changed the topic.

"Just know you can't guess."

Yang Xiao smiled proudly, lowered his head and picked up a shell, and drew it on the ground where the moonlight could shine.

The condescending Ai Wei'er, a little curious about what he wanted to paint, stared wide-eyed.

Yang Xiao paints individuals.

Woman.

He drew quickly, absolutely in one go, without the slightest pause, and soon a person appeared in Aiweier's line of sight.

Ai Weier stared at the painting blankly, and was silent for a long time, before admiring from the bottom of her heart: "Alas, if you go to paint, you will be the best painter in the world." ”

The woman painted by Yang Xiao is none other than Ai Weier.

The idiom of vividness is no longer enough to describe how similar Yang Xiao painted her.

Especially those eyes, as if they were alive.

Don't forget, this is in the sand.

If it was on the drawing board, it is estimated that after he put the finishing touches to Averl's portrait, she would walk straight down from the drawing board.

Painting her very much like her is secondary.

The key is that Yang Xiao adopted a very clever three-dimensional technique when painting - Ai Weier in the painting is also hanging upside down from a tree.

The ends of the hair that fell upside down were just right together with the ends of the real Ai Weier.

It's like, this sand is not sand, but water.

The painting on the sand is a reflection of herself.

"Really? Hehe, I think so too. ”

Being praised from the bottom of his heart is the greatest enjoyment for Yang Xiao, and when he chuckles, the anger on his body is obviously reduced a lot.

Ai Weier, who is quite good at observing words and feelings, immediately captured this keenly: "Last autumn, I participated in the World Painting Exhibition in London. The exhibition brought together the top artists from 37 countries. One of the portraits won the grand prize of that exhibition. It was the work of a painter from France, and we were all shocked by his work, and we felt that the person in that painting was a living person. It's just enchanted by a wizard and pasted on the canvas. ”

Yang Xiao didn't interject, just raised his eyebrows and wrinkled slightly.

Seeing it again, she was even more sure that she had not misjudged, and immediately praised the French painter again.

According to her description, the French painter is definitely the first person in the world, and no one in the world can control him.

Ai Weier said while secretly observing the changes in Yang Xiao's face.

Although the light in the coconut grove was not good, she could still see his eyes, and gradually became gloomy.

Especially on his body, he exuded an obvious aura.

In his right hand, he unconsciously picked up the straw whip.

Just when Yang Xiao was holding the straw whip on the back of his right hand, there seemed to be a protrusion of green tendons, Ai Weier changed his words in time: "But after I finished reading your paintings, I realized that the French painter's work is pure, just rubbish." ”

She wanted to say that it was purely child-like graffiti.

But when the words came to his lips, he changed them to garbage in time.

First praise the French painter, and then use him to set off Yang Xiao's painting skills, which is quite a high-level contrast.

It is also a high-level pat.

Sure enough, after Ai Weier said this, the kind of anger that made her tremble disappeared.

The straw whip, which also seemed very random, landed on the ground.

"It turns out that I have a talent for making sycophants."

The woman despised herself in her heart, and then she was relieved.

If slapping Yang Xiao's ass can allow her to escape cruel punishment, then Ai Weier would rather become a brazen person.

Yang Xiao smiled: "Hehe, you're making me happy, right?" I feel that as long as I am happy, I will no longer punish you. ”

That's what it means.

Ai Weier said silently in her heart, but she said: "I am not as naïve as you say. What kind of person are you? I've heard Li Nannan say that in just a few minutes, you sent all 47 members of the Black Dragon Group who were full of evil to hell. How can a big hero like you who eradicates harm for the people care about my little woman's patting horse? ”

"Well, you have a point."

Yang Xiao was obviously fluttering, and asked a little impatiently: "Then tell me, how do you see that my painting skills are more superb than any Chinese painter praised by you?" ”

"It's France."

Ai Weier reminded her first, and then said sincerely: "For each of the works exhibited, the author doesn't know how long it took and how much effort it took to show us the most satisfactory works." It's like you, just a few seemingly random strokes on the ground, and you have already painted me. If, if you were given a month, or even longer, to draw me, tsk, I'd be a little scared. I'm afraid that there will be another Ai Weier in the world from now on. ”

"It's not as exaggerated as you say, no matter how realistic the painting is, it's just a painting after all."

Yang Xiao wanted to hold his face very much, and pretended to be indifferent.

It's just that after he heard the shameless praise of others, he couldn't help but laugh happily.