Ling Luo lay on her back on the bed with some self-abandonment, and the wound on her shoulder and back only tingled slightly when it touched the futon, and it was no longer as unbearable as before she left.

Although Xiao Ziyu is a young master of the Jinyu with an incomparably noble status, the means of healing his injuries are not the incompetence of the slightest gentleman, but he is skilled and familiar with the road, he is very careful and gentle when bandaging Ling Luo's wounds, and the wound medicine he carries with him is also an extremely difficult to find healing medicine - Bai Yunsan.

Ling Luo naturally wouldn't admit that the medicine Xiao Ziyu was "carrying" was actually specially for her injuries, so he had to take care of himself and identify this troublesome behavior as something that Xiao Ziyu had prepared for himself.

But even under the influence of such self-deceptive thoughts, Ling Luo still couldn't erase the deep impression that Xiao Ziyu left in her heart, and she could still clearly feel the touch of Xiao Ziyu's wide and warm hand caressing her back when she was drugged.

Xiao Ziyu's movements were so delicate and gentle, as if she was facing his lover who loved Fang Xu deeply, and such a feeling should not have appeared in Ling Luo's heart, but she couldn't control her thoughts, as if something had been planted in her heart, and she couldn't wait to take root and break through the ground, wrapping all her thoughts tightly together, making Ling Luo far away from the steady and calm of her daily life.

Ling Luo shook his head vigorously, wanting to expel Xiao Ziyu's figure hovering in his mind, but the end result of doing so was of no other useful value except for being dizzy.

Xiao Ziyu's stunning face was like a Gu, and no matter how much Ling Luo tried to guard against it, he still couldn't stop him from breaking into his heart.

Xiao Ziyu already knows that he can't be trusted just by looking at his identity, not to mention that he has many suspicions, although those feelings that make Ling Luo feel familiar and heartwarming are not something that can be said, but now they have appeared in such a special person, saying that she has the heart of a villain, Ling Luo really can't treat Xiao Ziyu as a normal person.

After going through so many things, although Ling Luo was not able to see everything clearly, he also understood a truth, that is, except for the closest people around him, no one could easily believe it.

Xiao Ziyu's identity is so sensitive, and in the face of such a gesture of favor from such a key enemy person, Ling Luo really has no way to treat it with a normal heart, not to mention that his actions are related to the softest place in her heart - Gu Xi, even if it is an iron heart, it is impossible to be as hard as ever.

Ling Luo didn't want to think anymore because his head was filled with these complicated thoughts, but he clearly closed his eyes, but the thoughts in his head were still spinning rapidly.

Ling Luo experienced a sleepless night for the first time, and it was not until the sky turned white that he finally gave up the idea of falling asleep, and simply got up decisively to pack up.

Although she hadn't fallen asleep all night, Ling Luo's spirit was quite acceptable, but her complexion was slightly pale, but she couldn't see anything unusual after she skillfully flapped the rouge a few times.

Ling Luo looked at the small, exquisite, and beautiful rouge box in his hand, and sighed helplessly, this was obviously something used for makeup, but she used it on the battlefield, it was really a bit of a fee.