Chapter 679: Who the hell is embarrassed
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The drunken boy used his uninjured arm to support his body and sit up.
Xuan Miao'er hurriedly leaned the pillow behind him, and then helped him sit down: "Don't use force, be careful of the wound." ā
"It's okay, I'm injured a lot, as long as I don't die, it's nothing. The drunken boy adjusted his sitting position.
Xuan Miao'er was not good at sitting on the edge of the bed, she stood on the edge of the bed and asked with tears in her eyes: "Do you hurt?"
There were no outsiders, so the drunken boy took off his mask and put it next to his pillow, grinning: "It doesn't hurt to see you." ā
"Hua Jiye, you have no conscience, I'm worried about dying, you are still poor. Xuan Miao'er's tears couldn't be stopped anymore, she was really scared today, she was afraid that she had never been scared, afraid that he would leave her.
Hua Jiye reached out to come over and wipe her tears, but it was really difficult to pull the wound and reach out: "Don't cry, I'm not dead?"
Xuan Miao'er hurriedly wiped her tears: "Don't move, why are you still injured if you are so capable?" Honestly, hurry up and fight with me again, now that you are a patient, can't I let you?"
"So I wish I had been sick all the time, and you came and sit, and it was so far away that I had a hard time talking. The drunken boy moved in.
Xuan Miaoer is a modern person, there are no such strange rules, there are no outsiders in this room, she sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the porridge on the bedside table: "You eat something first." ā
Hua Jiye didn't take the porridge: "My arm hurts." ā
Xuan Miao'er laughed: "Hua Jiye, I said that you hurt me and let you, you are my sister and I am the first man to serve dinner, this is your honor." ā
"You little girl, sister? Hua Jiye just thought she was childish.
But Xuan Miao'er is indeed a sister in her heart, and her sister is in her thirties, okay?" Xuan Miao'er put a spoonful of porridge into Hua Jiye's mouth.
Although it was not gentle, Hua Jiye enjoyed it very much, kept smiling, swallowed the porridge and looked at Xuan Miao'er: "Did you already know that the drunken son was Hua Jiye?"
Xuan Miao'er has actually been thinking about what kind of scene he was in when he was exposed, and how embarrassing and embarrassing it would be for him, but now that he is so seriously injured, can he really bully him at this time? After all, he is 'older' than him, he is injured, I don't know why his sense of age in his previous life is still obvious, and he wants to take care of him.
She smiled at this question and nodded: "I've known for a few days." ā
"When?" Hua Jiye asked with some embarrassment, although he thought that this little girl would be suspicious, but when did she determine the answer?
"Guess?" Xuan Miao'er fed him another mouthful of porridge.
After drinking the porridge, Hua Jiye asked tentatively: "When I went to your house during the autumn harvest, did you find any flaws?"
Xuan Miao'er shook her head: "It's earlier." ā
"Qingming time?"
"It's a little earlier. ā
At this time, Hua Jiye was not calm: "Could it be last year?"
Xuan Miaoer didn't want to stimulate him, but he didn't want to ask about this curious baby, and she couldn't lie to him: "Earlier." "I wanted to embarrass him when I wanted to expose his identity, but now I'm embarrassed.
"What? We met the winter before last, can you know it when you see me???" Hua Jiye's face was a little red because of excitement, maybe a little embarrassed.
Xuan Miao'er touched her nose: "It's the time when Qianxue came." "Because of that Qianxue came to make a fuss, I saw it. ā
"I ......" Hua Jiye didn't say anything, then endured the pain and lay down, turning his head inside: "I want to take a break." ā
Xuan Miao'er finally couldn't help laughing: "Hua Jiye, I really thought that you were injured today, and I let you do it, don't blame me for this." ā
Hua Jiye still didn't say anything, because he always thought he was smart, but now he is really embarrassed, and he still has no face to see him in front of this little girl.
Xuan Miao'er couldn't help laughing, thinking that her sister was thirty years old, and it was right to coax you to order: "Hua Jiye, in fact, I saw your identity at the time because you cared too much about me at the time, if it was really just a few times with your expression, it would be too much, so I wondered if we knew each other, and there were not many men I knew at that time, and even fewer were so good to me, so I guessed it." ā
Xuan Miaoer feels that she is really thirty years old today, not thirteen years old, this feeling is to coax a child, but why is she still enjoying it?
Hearing Xuan Miaoer's words, Hua Jiye was happy, and turned around: "You thought I was good to you at that time?" After speaking, he wanted to sit up again, but after such a toss, blood seeped out of the wound on his body.
Xuan Miao'er put the bowl on the table, pressed Hua Jiye and didn't let him get up: "Don't toss, your injury, you're making trouble, I'm leaving, and it's uncomfortable to look at the blood stains on your body." ā
"Or you are the best for me, but why did you ask why you have not debunked me, and even helped me hide it?" Because I knew her identity so early, and after thinking about it for so long, I also knew that she not only didn't say it herself, but also helped him hide it.
"You are a capable, principled and thoughtful person, if you don't say that there must be your reason, why should I say it. Xuan Miao'er picked up the medicine bowl: "This medicine is cold, drink it quickly." ā
Hua Jiye was not hypocritical this time, turned sideways slightly, and drank it in one gulp with the medicine bowl: "Actually, I won't tell you, it's for your good." ā
"I know, I was young at that time, and this matter is too big, don't worry, I know very well in my heart, the hour is not early, you go to sleep quickly, and I will go back when you sleep. Xuan Miao'er knew the medicine bowl and tidied up the quilt corners for him.
Hua Jiye frowned: "I've slept for two days, and I don't want to sleep." ā
"You just have to rest now, you have lost too much blood, how can you do it if you don't take care of it? Hurry up and sleep, or I'll leave now." "Xuan Miao'er is speechless, why is this death so sticky today?
Hua Jiye thought about it and closed his eyes obediently, because he could see that this little girl was too tired today, and he couldn't selfishly let her keep guarding, and it was time for her to go home and sleep.
Xuan Miao'er has been sitting on the side, looking at this man, looking at himself and feeling very relieved.
It wasn't until she heard that Hua Jiye's breathing was even and she was asleep that she packed up the medicine bowl and went out with it.
When she went out, Hua Jiye opened his eyes, thinking about when he was chased and killed three days ago, thinking about when his life was on the verge of dying, it was because of her holding his heart that he had the desire to survive, he was really tired all these years, but when the little girl appeared in front of him, he fought hard and escaped.
After that, she found herself first, and she thought so thoughtfully for herself, thinking about this, his heart is very complicated, whether he can give her a stable life, his own life sometimes can't be his own decision, and then give himself a period of time, and when these dangerous things are over, he must make her happy... (To be continued.) )