When Lan Xiaoyi woke up, she only felt pain in her back, and she made a "sizzle" sound, and this time she found herself lying on the bed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Blue Girl, are you awake? Childe, Miss Blue, she's awake! ”

Lan Xiaoyi hadn't figured out what was going on, and when she turned her head, she saw Jasmine's cheerful back and the back of her head. What did she chirp!

Lan Xiaoyi continued to stare at the pillow, and struggled to support the bed with her elbows, but heard someone say, "Don't move!" ”

Lan Xiaoyi turned his head violently and saw Song Ziyu's face that was slightly different from the past. If there's anything different, it's probably that the ruffian smirk has been completely put away, so what is it? Care?

Jasmine hurriedly ran over to hold Lan Xiaoyi's arm and said softly, "Miss Lan, you better lie down first, the injuries on your body are not healed yet." ”

Lan Xiaoyi stretched his neck to look at his back, he couldn't see anything, he could feel the pain just a little movement. Wounds? What the hell is going on with TMD? She remembered the chaotic courtyard, the party where the rich kid chose his daughter-in-law, and the men in black.

said that it was good to do it, why did it really see blood?

Lan Xiaoyi set his eyes on Song Ziyu, and when he saw his two big dark circles and a rare gloomy face, he was suspicious in his heart, and asked, "What?" Song Gongzi is not going to explain the explanation? ”

Song Ziyu turned her head with a gloomy face, and Jasmine retreated and closed the door in a timely manner.

Lan Xiaoyi looked at all this, simply put down his propped elbows, and lay straight on the bed, leaning on the back of his folded hand with his left ear, and raised his right eyebrow: "This can't be planned by you, right?" ”

"It's not!" Song Ziyu replied sharply, almost the next second after Lan Xiaoyi's words fell.

Lan Xiaoyi's face darkened, she turned her head, leaned her chin on the pillow, stared at the gorgeous brocade curtain in front of her, her tone faded, and she said slowly: "Why?" ”

Why is this happening? Why did she get a stab inexplicably?

Song Ziyu frowned slightly, his face became even heavier, and he just said, "I'll send you home when you're injured." ”

What the? Lan Xiaoyi turned his head, immediately propped up his upper body again, his eyes widened, and he stammered: "You, you say it again?" ”

Song Ziyu said again: "I'll send you home when you're healed." ”

Lan Xiaoyi laughed twice and said, "Song Gongzi, are you kidding me?" ”

Song Ziyu glanced at her, looked away again, and said, "No." When you're healed, you'll be able to go where you want to go. Also, you shouldn't have heard anything like marrying you before. ”

"Yes!" Lan Xiaoyi tried to pull the corners of his mouth and laughed twice, and said, "Although I am very happy to hear this news, you have to tell me why, right?" Aren't you going to help Zhao Yuqing? What, your father and mother have already given you the money? ”

She should be happy.

Just should. In the case of only thinking about oneself and not asking about the life and death of others.

But how could she be happy in this inexplicable situation?

She was injured and lying on the bed, Song Ziyu changed her normal behavior and learned from Zhao Yuqing to change her bitter gourd face, and she didn't answer the questions, she kept pulling it elsewhere, and she was so decadent that she seemed to be empty. Could it be that Song Ziyu has encountered any setbacks in life?

Lan Xiaoyi tilted his head and smiled slightly: "Song Gongzi, what trouble are you in?" Say it, maybe I can do you a favor. ”

Song Ziyu turned her head to look at her, didn't say a word, just walked towards Lan Xiaoyi step by step. This approaching distance made Lan Xiaoyi panic, she was adorned with a heartless smile on the surface, but she still couldn't compete with the strong girlish heart, and before her cheeks were flushed, she buried her whole face in the pillow in time, and the sound made became blurred through the filter of the pillow. "Hey, Song Ziyu, don't patronize walking, you are talking!"

Song Ziyu sat firmly on the edge of the bed the next second when Lan Xiaoyi buried her head.

Lan Xiaoyi felt the bed sink for a while, and her heart beat faster. "Song Ziyu, don't sit on the bed! Why don't you tell me the truth about your injuries! Lan Xiaoyi just shouted with his head bored.

At this time, Song Ziyu took off the quilt covering Lan Xiaoyi's body.

Lan Xiaoyi reached out to grab the quilt with an "ah", although it involved the wound on her back, she still clutched the quilt and didn't let go, and said with a red face: "You, you, you!" Song Ziyu, you are a hooligan! ”

Although she was fully dressed, only the garment above the wound behind her was exposed.

Song Ziyu just pulled it gently, and the quilt broke free from Lan Xiaoyi's hands.

Lan Xiaoyi was so ashamed that she couldn't roll on the bed, but Song Ziyu restrained her shoulder with just one hand.

"Don't move."

Lan Xiaoyi stopped moving. After all, she couldn't move even if she wanted to.

Song Ziyu's other hand slowly lifted up, covering the wound covered by the gauze on Lan Xiaoyi's back. In an instant, Lan Xiaoyi felt as if a stream of energy had been injected into her body from her back, and her arm, which was still weak just now, instantly gained some strength. The point is, the pain has been alleviated a bit.

Under Song Ziyu's palm, a bubbling mist-like gas emerged, and the gas entered her body from behind Lan Xiaoyi in one go.

This, this, this—what kind of hexery is this?

Song Ziyu breathed evenly, and finally let out a long breath, collected his palm, pulled up the quilt on Lan Xiaoyi's legs, and gently covered her body.

Lan Xiaoyi turned around, stiffened, and asked defensively, "What did you do to me just now?" ”

Song Ziyu stood up, turned around, and turned back and said, "I passed on some internal strength to you." It is also impossible to teach you to cultivate internal strength after getting married. Don't you want internal strength, I'll give you some. But it's possible that you won't need it in your life. ”

Internal force?

This turned out to be an internal force!

Lan Xiaoyi turned his head and said with a smile: "Hey Song Gongzi, can you not change your face so suddenly, it's strange that you don't fit in." ”

Is this called cheap or good?

Song Ziyu suddenly sighed faintly and said, "Alas, the plan failed. ”

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

Song Ziyu said: "In other words, even if you act like the real thing, even if you really risk your life to love me, don't mind if it's just a hypothesis." My father and mother still don't like you. He turned his head, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

"......" His face didn't change at all. When he hurt someone, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his nostrils hummed, his eyes bent into a beautiful arc, his brows stretched, and there were still stars in his eyes.

So, how should Lan Xiaoyi answer his next words?

So she twitched her brain and asked, "So, you deliberately found someone to stab me for this injury?" ”

This joke should be used to relieve the embarrassment.

But Song Ziyu's gaze suddenly froze, his thin lips moved slightly, and Lan Xiaoyi's ears roared at this moment. She smiled and looked at the side of his face, saw the shape of his mouth and said, "Yes."

Lan Xiaoyi couldn't laugh anymore.

Song Ziyu said: "We have carefully discussed the angle and strength, so you will definitely not be in danger of your life." ”

"Then you just-" Lan Xiaoyi's words were not finished.

"Kid you." Song Ziyu hurriedly answered.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, Lan Xiaoyi couldn't react, it was him Song Ziyu crying and shouting and begging her to help him, well, let's just say so. What does this ghost attitude mean now?

Lan Xiaoyi slowly propped herself up, looked at Song Ziyu's handsome and miserable face, and felt a burst of hehe, picked up the pillow with her hand, and threw it on his head without hesitation and force.

The pillow was in close contact with the back of Song Ziyu's head, then bounced into an irregular arc, and finally fell to the ground.

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