Chapter 644 Why Don’t You Listen to Me!

Han Fei felt that such a little thing was more interesting than she thought. At least it was quite harmless when looking at it like this, and there was no way to tell that it was a poisonous child cultivated from a giant poison.

Yes, this is a poisonous child, a child wrapped in layers of poison.

Han Fei looked at the child carefully several times, and the little monster let Han Fei look at it without any intention of resisting. It was incredibly obedient.

Han Fei vaguely felt that after last night, this little guy seemed more and more like a normal child.

Han Fei picked him up and looked at the tattered clothes on his body and how dirty he was. Thinking of how many years this little monster had spent in that coffin, his body was already dirty. It doesn't work anymore.

Han Fei immediately decided to give the little monster a bath and just did it. Han Fei immediately went to fetch water and asked the villagers for a set of children's clothes, which aroused the villagers' surprise and weird expressions. Looking at her, Han Fei could only lick her face and pretend to be calm, then took the clothes.

On the way back, Han Fei saw Qin Che standing in front, seemingly waiting for her.

Han Fei snorted softly, seeming a little arrogant. She raised her eyes, held her head high, and walked forward with her head raised like a goose, without even giving Qin Che a look.

Seeing Han Fei like this, Qin Che was both angry and funny. Han Fei had not shown such a proud look for a long time. It was quite rare and quite cute. He just thought of that child, his I couldn't feel excited, and even felt a little heavy.

When Han Fei walked past him, Qin Che reached out and grabbed Han Fei's wrist. Han Fei could have avoided it, but she just moved and did not avoid Qin Che's hand.

Qin Che said helplessly: "We need to talk."

Han Fei was still arrogant and didn't look at him. She just looked at the sky and said, "What are we talking about?"

Qin Che said seriously: "Talk about that child."

When Han Fei heard this, she finally turned her head around and said, "Okay, let's talk."

Qin Che retracted his original words and said, "Before we talk, let's lock him back first, okay?"

Han Fei sneered, shook his hand away, and said, "If you still want to talk about this, then we have nothing to talk about. I'll go back first. The little monster is still waiting for me."

Han Fei turned around and was about to leave, but when she raised her feet, she heard Qin Che say behind her: "He is already dead."

Han Fei clenched her lowered hand and said, "Qin Che, you really know everything."

Qin Che said with difficulty: "Han Fei, he is dead."

Han Fei turned around suddenly and said loudly: "He is not dead!"

At this moment, Qin Che's mind seemed to reappear that scene, the scene of Han Fei struggling hysterically.

【He is not dead! No! My child is not dead! Go away! Get away from me! ! 】

[He is still alive, how could he be dead? He is obviously still alive, Ah Ling, he is still alive! 】

Qin Che struggled to wake up from his memories. Looking at Han Fei, the pain in his heart became more intense and almost uncontrollable.

"Han Fei, listen to me, okay?"

Han Fei simply couldn't understand Qin Che's current attitude. He was unwilling to explain clearly and had a tough attitude. This made him feel strange to Han Fei, so she didn't want to have an in-depth discussion with him at this time. Her intuition told her to continue talking. There won't be any good results if we go on, so we might as well calm down with each other.

Therefore, Han Fei walked away immediately this time without stopping at all.

Qin Che looked at her back and felt for the first time that no one could hold back the stubborn Han Fei.

Qin Che took two steps forward and then stopped again. This time, he really didn't know how to explain all this.

Han Fei returned to the room angrily, stamped her feet angrily, glanced behind her, and became even more angry when she found that Qin Che hadn't caught up with him. Her chest felt like she was holding back a breath of anger, and she was so uncomfortable that she died.

"Qin Che, you really dare to hide this from me! You are dead!"

Han Fei was so angry that she muttered a few words to herself, which attracted the attention of the little monster sitting obediently on the side. He waited for the pair of black eyes and looked at Han Fei without blinking, seeming to notice that Han Fei was The mood was not very good. He hesitated for a moment, then crawled towards Han Fei on all fours, his posture was very simple and honest.

Han Fei felt that the hem of her skirt was being pulled again. As soon as she lowered her head, she met the little monster's dripping eyes. Her originally very irritable mood seemed to be comforted, and she bent down to pick up the little monster. , said: "You are better at comforting people."

Han Fei adjusted her mood, put this trouble behind her mind, and prepared to take off the dirty clothes of the little monster.

But before he could succeed, the little monster bit him on his finger. Suddenly, Han Fei's expression changed drastically and he threw the little monster away. The latter rolled to the ground and rolled several times, with dull eyes.

Han Fei saw that the wound on her finger had become red and swollen. It was obvious that she had been poisoned. She gritted her teeth. Before she had time to teach the little monster a lesson, she immediately rummaged through her medicine box, sprinkled the powder on it, and tied it with a rope. at the base of your fingers to avoid the spread of toxins.

But Han Fei still underestimated the power of this toxin. Almost instantly, Han Fei's index finger swelled up, like a radish. Han Fei's face changed and she glared at the little monster still squatting on the ground. , the latter took a step back in fear when Han Fei looked at him.

Han Fei had no time to blame him. She was thinking of how to deal with the toxin. At this moment, the door was pushed open and Qin Che's figure appeared at the door.

"Han Fei..."

Just as Qin Che screamed, he saw that Han Fei's fingers had swollen like radish, which was still poisonous black radish. Two small holes were looming. Qin Che immediately understood what was going on and rushed forward with a sprint. He came over, grabbed Han Fei's hand, and said, "What's going on?!"

Han Fei twitched, but without pulling out, she said: "Let go."

Qin Che said angrily: "Didn't I want you to stay away from him? Why didn't you listen to me?!"

Maybe Qin Che was too angry, so he couldn't control his emotions, and his tone of voice sounded accusatory.

Han Fei was already irritable. When she heard his tone, she exploded and said angrily: "Let go! Get out of the way!"

When Qin Che realized that his tone was wrong, Han Fei's eyes were already on fire. He paused and had to let go of his hand. Han Fei took out the dagger on his body, looked at the position of his fingers, and closed his eyes. He cut a wound on his finger.