She believes, in fact, as long as he says he didn't do it, she is willing to believe it!

Because she loves him.

Xiao Nuan slowly raised her head from his arms.

She raised her hand and looked at him with an aggrieved expression: "It hurts......"

Nangong Yaoling took a deep breath and actually laughed.

His smile shone brighter than the stars.

Xiaoli glared at him and said angrily, "Are you still smiling?"

Nangong Yaoling lowered her head and grabbed her hand.

Put it to your mouth and blow gently.

The cool wind blew on the wound, and it felt much more comfortable in an instant.

Xiao Nuan's frowning brows relaxed.

After blowing for a while, he looked up at her.

"I am relieved that you know it hurts now......" he said, reaching out lovingly and wiping the tears from her face.

"Don't cry in the future, it's not pretty. ”

Xiao Nuan: "......"

After he finished speaking, the whole person knelt on the carpet, took sulfurous wine from the medicine box, and helped her disinfect and apply the ointment.

The faint fragrance of the ointment was in the air.

He took the camera and carefully tended to her wounds.

Although the movements are a little rusty, every step is very serious.

The man's slender body knelt in front of her, looking a little humble.

In front of everyone, the arrogant and noble Prince Nangong can never care about her status and is willing to do anything for her.

Xiao Nuan bit her lower lip, and suddenly remembered Zhang Ailing's words, "When I saw him, she became very low, low to the dust." But the heart rejoices, and blossoms out of the dust. ”

She suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart, if the previous second was the end of the world, then this second, it seemed that God had opened a new era in her life.

She suddenly felt that as long as he was by his side, he had never betrayed her, never hurt her, and never disappointed her. Then she can easily shake hands with the world and make peace.

The sky outside was getting darker, and the man's immediate features became a little hazy, and each of his long eyelashes was like a little angel jumping in front of her eyes.

She suddenly and involuntarily lowered her head, kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Nangong Yaoling was helping her wrap the gauze, feeling a cold forehead, a soft touch, and her whole body stiffened.

When he lifted his eyes, he saw her complex and affectionate gaze.

"Thank you......" she murmured.

He smiled at her, got up, walked to the door, and turned on the bedroom light.

Her face, in the light, was more vivid than ever.

Nangong Yaoling also lowered her head and kissed her forehead.

"Fool. He said with a light smile, and in his voice, there was a feeling that could not tell whether it was bitter or sweet.

Xiao Nuan was worried about whether he understood the meaning of a thank you, there was too much bread there, but more importantly, thank him, so that she could always trust him.

However, when Nangong Yaoling gently scolded her for being a fool, he looked at her gaze and made her understand, in fact, he understood.

He knew her, he knew, what she was afraid of, what she was worried about.

But he would never let that happen.

Nangong Yaoling helped her bandage her wound and tied a very ugly bow on the back of her hand with gauze.

Xiao Nuan frowned and stared at the bow for a long time, and Nangong Yaoling finally turned her face impatiently: "Let's make it and see, although I am clumsy, how to tie this bow, it is definitely not as beautiful as my wife." ”

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