Chapter 112: The Bracelet's Temper

The soft nickname is like a spring breeze for three days, blowing on the smoke like a dream, emotions gushing out at once, tears falling so "loudly", and his aggrieved whimper: "It hurts! ”

"Why don't you change your clothes?" was very distressed, but she couldn't keep her from hurting, so she could only change the topic, not wanting to see the woman in front of her shed tears again.

Glancing back at his waist, "The clothes on the back seem to be sticky, I can't see it, I can't get it off." The body moved, so that Zhao Jing'an could see it, and when he moved, his face instantly turned a little pale.

Zhao Jing'an squatted beside him, moved to the back of Yan Rumeng, looked at a deep wound on his lower back, and frowned suddenly, "How did you get this?" "The wound was so deep that I didn't even notice it just now.

Shaking his head, he reached out to wipe the tears off his face by the way, "I don't know, maybe it was accidentally cut when I fell down the slope." ”

"It's me who is bad, I'm late." Gently grasping the clothes with both hands, carefully, little by little, separated the clothes from the bloodstains.

Looking closely, the calm palm was a little shaky.

"It has nothing to do with you, maybe I deserve this fate, and besides, how can you be by my side all the time? If someone else wants my life, you can't prevent it, but I can't figure out who wants my life. I only felt a sudden pull behind my back, as if the skin and flesh were pulled apart, and the whole body instantly froze, and the sound of "silk" sounded.

Throwing the tattered clothes in the corner, he picked up the quilt and wrapped the smoke in a dream, "Cover it gently, don't get a wound." He sat next to her, hugged her through the quilt, and kissed the corner of her mouth lovingly.

"You don't need to worry about these things, I'll investigate, and when I get to Beizhuang, I will concentrate on recuperating from my injuries, and as for the results, if I find out, I will tell you."

Yan Rumeng nodded, "Whatever you say is whatever you say, I listen to you." ”

"However, you remember to tell your eldest brother, otherwise your father and mother should be worried again, and if you find anything, whether it is good or bad, tell me not to hide it from me." was afraid that Zhao Jingan was afraid that she would know the truth and could hide some truths, so she had to say it in advance.

"Hmm." Nodding, he glanced at the somewhat tired Yan Rumeng, and looked down to see the smooth, white, somewhat scarred arm that was exposed.

Afraid that she would be cold, he picked up her hand and prepared to put it in the quilt, but the bracelet that had been picked up on it slipped down, his hand paused, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the half-asleep person on the side, and finally he couldn't bear to disturb, but the strength in his hand was a little heavier.

Back in Beizhuang, after waking up from Yanrumeng, it was already the middle of the night, I opened my eyes in a daze, glanced at the dim room, looked at the man lying next to me in front of me, my heart was soft, and my hand involuntarily covered the man's face.

This man is really good-looking, with slender eyebrows, handsome facial features, sharp edges and corners, and he looks like an immortal coming out of a portrait when he looks from the side.

The closed eyes were less sharp, but more serene and soft, and the violent and cold aura was gone, replaced by an incomparably warm chest.

Fascinated by looking, his face gradually got closer, his eyes rolled, his face was a little blushing, he slowly got closer, and pecked on the man's lips very quickly.

wanted to evacuate, but the person who was still secretly happy found that his body had been imprisoned and could not move.

Raising his eyes to look at the man next to him, he didn't know when he woke up, and at this moment he was looking at himself with hot and sparkling condensed eyes, and his cheeks couldn't help but become more and more blushing.

"Woke you up?" The voice was low and soft, with a hint of sleepiness.

"yes, I was woken up by some good kid's behavior." There was enthusiasm in his eyes, and he only felt that his whole body was about to melt.

"Who, who's a child." pouted slightly, maybe he had done something 'bad things', and he couldn't speak well.

"Whoever refutes it will be." The two faced each other, and found that the woman in front of her lowered her head, raised her chin lightly with her big hand, approached, and pecked, "This is flat." ”

What is this? It's obvious that she suffers, okay?

Shy, he clenched his hands into fists and pounded on the man's chest, and suddenly paused, realizing that the bracelet on his wrist had disappeared.

"Jing'an, where is the bracelet on my hand? Have you seen it? There was a little urgency in the words, after all, it was sent by the concubine, and she was going to lose it, but she couldn't afford to bear it.

"When I just cleaned the wound, I took it down." Pointing to the table next to him, "I haven't seen you bring this bracelet, why is it so precious?" ”

I have the impression that the smoke is like a dream, the wrists and heads are empty, and there is almost nothing to decorate.

"This is given to me by the concubine, naturally I can't lose it, if I lose it, if she finds it in the future, it will not be good."

"She sent it?"

Nodding, "Yes, she said that the bracelet was originally yours, but she kept it for you." But the bracelet is really good, and there is a strange fragrance, which makes people feel very comfortable. ”

Strange smell?

Thoughtful eyes.

"Since it was given to you by the mother, you naturally have to take good care of it, and you don't need to bring this bracelet in the future, so be careful to store it. Tell me, what did the concubine tell you? ”

As soon as I asked this, I remembered the troublesome things, turned my head, snorted heavily, and looked like I didn't want to pay attention to people.

Looking at her appearance, Zhao Jingan wanted to laugh in his heart, and moved his body towards her, "Angry?" Well? I just thought that Zhang Qing embarrassed her, and there was a smile in her words.

The head was forcibly broken, and he didn't bow his head at all, and directly met the gaze of the man in front of him, "Yes, I was angry, I was angry with your good cousin, and the voice of 'Brother An, Brother An' shouted so beautifully, goosebumps fell to the ground." ”

"Wanru? What did Wanru say? Looking at the people who were still awkward on the side, he could only explain: "Wanru has been close to her mother since she was a child, and naturally she is closer to our brother, the three words 'Brother An' are called by herself, I didn't let him call her, on weekdays in front of outsiders, she is called cousin, only in private, you think about it, she calls it in front of you, that is also to treat you as her own person." ”

"Your own people? But she was obviously interested in you, and before she came out, she advised me to treat you well, as if she was afraid that I would abuse you. Pouting, unhappy, looking at the man in front of him, "You say, do I look so terrible?" I touched my face, and I was obviously very gentle and dignified.

I thought that the man in front of him would refute it, but he nodded solemnly, "Well, it's a bit like a temper." ”

Like something, like you big-headed ghost!

Grabbing the man's ears, gritting his teeth, and twisting his eyebrows, "I, like, are you?" "Word by word, word by word, biting very hard.