"The figure is okay" Zong Han looked back at An'er's red face, and couldn't help but tease. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Huh? Can... Yes" An'er looked at his smiling face, completely unaware of what he was saying, and even less aware of what he was answering.

"Give me the medicine, thank you" Zong Han stepped aside and handed the medicine on the table to An'er.

"Huh?" An'er was a little confused.

"On the medicine, on the back, I can't see it" Zong Han couldn't help but want to laugh and said seriously.

"Oh good"

Zong Han sat on the bed and half-untied the bathrobe, revealing his back, An'er was still blushing, and mechanically medicated him on his back.

"Hiss~"

"Ah, I'm sorry, didn't it hurt you, I'll be light" An'er poked his wound with a careless cotton swab.

"It's a little painful" Zong Han laughed behind his back, sometimes, pretending to be weak is a very good strategy.

"That's... I'll take it a little lighter," An'er focused and rubbed gently.

However, wiping and wiping, the attention ran again, looking at his sturdy back, An'er's face continued to redden, and her mind began to think about writing messy again.

"Hiss~"

"No... I'm sorry, I... My hands trembled," An'er was pulled to her senses by his voice.

"Well, it's okay, take your time" Zong Han said softly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth still did not decrease by half.

In fact, from the glass painting opposite, he had clearly seen all the expressions of An'er behind him, her blushing, her shyness, her helplessness, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't see enough.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have been injured" An'er frowned and thanked him, looking at the wound on his back, it must have hurt a lot, he would feel so painful if he was lightly scratched, if he was really injured so badly, he would definitely die of pain.

"I won't let you get hurt" How can he be reluctant, even if he is injured all over his body, he will protect her thoroughly.

"Huh?"

"I mean, since I brought you out, you naturally have to be responsible," Zong Han said with a smile.

"Then thank you, okay, wipe it well" An'er put the medicine away.

"The wound on my hand is a little painful, can you help me bandage it?" He pulled up his bathrobe, put it on, and turned around.

"Good"

An'er gently bandaged his wound with gauze, and then, looking at the results of his bandage, smiled, very beautiful.

"Well, the bow is well tied," Zong Han smiled and nodded.

"yes, it's not like Arthur, the bandaged bow is so ugly," An'er laughed.

"You... Do you like Arthur very much? Zong Han frowned slightly.

"Of course, we grew up together, he was so good to me, loved me so much, and gave so much for me, but I forgot about him, he is my dearest person, of course I will like him very much" An'er nodded.

"Perhaps, you're just dependent, not love," Zong Han said seriously.

"No, Arthur said this is love, because of love, you will depend on him"

"Because you lost your memory, you only knew him when you woke up, that's why you relied on him so much, maybe he lied to you too"

"No, no, Arthur won't lie to me, I like him, I like him, I like it, Arthur is the best person in the world" An'er stepped aside, ignoring Zong Han, she didn't like him to speak ill of Arthur.

"Okay, I'm just guessing, I didn't mean it" Zong Han realized that she was anxious, she had lost her memory now, and when she woke up, she must have been very helpless and helpless, and she would naturally think that the person who was good to her in every way, even if she didn't understand whether it was love or not.

"If you say that about Arthur again, I'll ignore you again."

"Okay, I won't say it, I promise" Zong Han said seriously.

"Okay, forgive you" An'er believes that he didn't mean it, in her eyes, no one is a bad person, she will always look at anyone with kindness.

Zong Han smiled and nodded, he will definitely make Xiaoxiao fall in love with him again, he will make her understand what love is.

Her dependence on Arthur now, like family, is inseparable, even if she likes Arthur, but it is not the love between men and women, now Xiaoxiao, treats feelings like a child, and does not understand at all, so she believes what others tell her, Arthur has a great influence on her, and she will naturally believe anything he says.

"Zihan," An'er looked up and called him.

"Huh?"

"I'm a little hungry," An'er said embarrassedly.

"I'll go change clothes, let's go out to dinner" Zong Han got up with a smile.

In the changing room, facing the mirror, Zong Han looked at the injury on his back, and then at the bow bandaged on his hand, and couldn't help laughing, this technique really hasn't changed at all.

The clothes prepared by the hotel, but barely fit, I haven't dressed so casually for a long time, a white T-shirt, denim shirt as a jacket, blue jeans, remember, Xiaoxiao said before, I like to see myself wearing white clothes the most.

"Let's go," Zong Han walked out.

"You don't wear a suit, you really look like two people, you look so good in white" An'er looked back at Zong Han and praised with a smile.

"Then which one do you prefer?" asked Zong Hanxiao with a smile.

"I like them all," An'er said with a smile.

"Hehe" Zong Han laughed, this sentence sounded so comfortable.

"Well, I mean clothes," An'er realized that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

"Well, let's go eat, aren't you hungry? Take you to eat delicious food" Zong Han took An'er's hand and walked out.