The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

Chacha got into the carriage.

He saw Di Hancheng sitting there at a glance.

The moment he saw her coming in, the corners of the man's lips began to rise slightly, and even the cold air around him warmed up a bit.

"You..." Just as Chacha said a word, she suddenly got stuck.

"..." I was a little confused, not knowing what to say.

Asked why he came?

It seemed that he was free to go wherever he wanted, and he didn't necessarily come to find her... It would be a little awkward to ask.

Can't ask.

Then... ask him if he brought any delicious food?

It seems... not suitable?

She struggled for a few seconds, then blinked at him, her wet eyes filled with curiosity.

"That... the wound on your hand, has it healed?"

Qiqi, [……] You are such a genius for chatting!

Happily.

Di Hancheng didn't think there was any problem, and not only cooperated with her, but also cooperated very well, "It's almost good, but it still hurts a little."

"Huh? Still hurts? Let me see."

The little girl leaned over and stretched out her hand to grab Di Hancheng's injured hand.

Outside the carriage.

Prince Yue Xiao silently scolded shamelessly in his heart.

It's just a broken layer of skin. How did you have the nerve to bring this injury up to now?

He quietly glanced at General Xue.

Sure enough, General Xue's face was extremely dark.

He reckoned that if his imperial brother wasn't the emperor, probably by now, he would be able to help his imperial brother pick up the corpse...

Di Hancheng lowered his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the little girl carefully examining his fingers.

She tilted her head to look at him, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm... how about if you breathe out, it won't hurt if you breathe out?"

The deep voice was a bit bewitching, and the eyes were as black as ink, with stars, as if they were expecting something.

Chacha stared at him for a while, confused.

When you want to speak, you stop, when you stop talking, you want to.

It looks very difficult.

"Are you sure it won't hurt if you breathe out?"

"Sure."

Looking at his determined look, Chacha suddenly felt that his IQ might not be much better than that of Xiao Yuezi, "..."

She sighed softly, her eyes filled with distress, "Then you should be prepared..."

"Anytime." Di Hancheng smiled.

His little girl is really easy to coax.

Especially now, seeing this embarrassed look makes his heart flutter.

The next moment.

With a "slap", the white and tender claws reached Di Hancheng's injured hand.

Di Hancheng, "???"

and many more? ? ?

what happened?

The smile on the corners of his lips had already froze, and his eyes were a little dull, as if he was at a loss for this scene.

Chacha asked earnestly and seriously, "Well... I slapped you, look, does your hand still hurt now?"

Di Hancheng, "..."

Qiqi, […] I'm sorry, I really can't help it, I'll just smile first.

At the same time, General Xue and Prince Yue, who were arguing outside the carriage, were confused at the same time.

General Xue, who was the first to react, smiled from ear to ear.

At first, Prince Yue wanted to sympathize with his brother Huang, but after a few seconds... Brother Huang, I'm sorry, I really can't help it.

What kind of peerless cutie is this?

Want to laugh him to death?

Huh, slap?

Hahahahahaha...

He seems to have seen his imperial brother's road to chasing his wife slowly grow infinitely long...

Not only can't handle General Xue, but even the little cutie who is a little bit dumb can't be coaxed.

That's horrible!

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Male lead: I'm so... autistic.