There was a snoring sound in the small hall, and he turned around to leave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned to the plum acupoint in the small hall, and turned around and entered the bedroom.

He walked over to the side and sat down, tore off his left sleeve, and an inch-long knife wound on his arm was exposed, oozing blood all the way out.

It had to be sewn up, but he couldn't sew it beautifully in this position, and his thoughtful gaze couldn't help but fall on the beaded curtain. There was a flash of scheming, and then he approached: "Get up." "Those hands can make hairpins, and the wounds that are stitched up should be delicate.

It's just that the little man on the bed slept too soundly and didn't hear it at all.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of more and more blood beads on the ground, he narrowed his dark eyes slightly, reached into the curtain, and pulled the sleeve of the little man on the bed, "Get up." ”

"What are you doing, people are sleeping." The milky voice was very unpleasant, and her eyes were still closed.

"If you don't get up again, I'll leave you to feed the dog!" The cold warning sounded in his ears, Qi Qingyu woke up suddenly, and in the hazy firelight, he saw a man in black standing in front of him, almost not frightened.

"You...... What are you doing...... I'm only six years old...... I'm still a child......" Qi Qingyu rolled into the bed in horror. I heard that some people have pedophilia!

"If you think of something, come down and stitch up my wound immediately." He was probably angry, his eyes were cold, and his tone was even more angry.

The voice...... Time suddenly seemed to stand still, and Qi Qingyu irrepressibly fell into his bottomless two-point cold star-"Huai ......"

When Qi Qingyu's dull gaze moved to the bloodshot arm, he came to his senses. A heart deer slammed into each other, panting and rummaging through the cabinets. She didn't carry a needle and thread with her, she would definitely do it in the future, but what if she didn't have a needle and thread now?

It must have hurt! Qi Qingyu was in a hurry, her big eyes were occupied by tears for a moment, and her vision was blurred.

"Take your sharpest carving knife." He commanded calmly, even if he was dressed in black and masked, he still couldn't hide his innate domineering.

There are many kinds of craftsman carving knives, from large to small, from thick to fine, each with its own wonderful use. The sharpest knife is also called an awl. Specially designed to carve the most delicate lines. Due to the special material, it is several times sharper than the tip of the needle.

Qi Qingyu didn't dare to let him see him crying, so he quickly wiped away his tears and ran to the side of the bed to open the small brocade box of tools. Take the sharpest carving knife.

"Bring it." He was unusually calm. As if the injury on the arm was not worth mentioning.

Qi Qingyu approached him. Feeling the momentum of his body without anger, he carefully presented his hands as if he were facing a great enemy. But he couldn't help but look up curiously to peek at what he was going to do, only to see him take out a dark token from the placket of his clothes. I squeezed hard at the sharp point, and I actually made a small hook.

Qi Qingyu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, this is made of thousand-year-old Xuaniron!

I couldn't help but have a strong admiration in my heart, and my cheeks were slightly hot.

"You have thinner hair than me, take one and move faster." He only glanced at Qi Qingyu and closed his eyes.

Qi Qingyu took the small hook, spit it out deeply, and pulled off a strand of hair vigorously, ready to stitch up the wound with his hands - "I don't dislike you for being clumsy, can your heartbeat not be so harsh?" ”

Qi Qingyu looked at him dumbfounded, is there? Her heartbeat is so obvious? Where is it, it's just a normal fluttering sound, it's all because he has too good hearing!

Suddenly, there was a "tick" in his ears, Qi Qingyu was shocked, jumped away half a step, stared at the drop of blood on the ground in horror, and then looked left and right, and then found that the ground was full of blood. Her hands shook uncontrollably, but she couldn't hold it anymore.

Qi Qingyu bit her bright lip flap and forced herself to calm down, "It might hurt a little." "After all, it's a hook, and it's not as good as an embroidery needle.

He didn't say anything, but Qi Qingyu obviously felt a faint cold aura around him, and hurriedly cleaned up his mind and focused on stitching up his wounds.

Although the wound was only an inch long, it was very deep, and it was obviously a straight cut from a sharp blade.

Qi Qingyu still had to close the wound with his left hand, crochet with his right hand, and free up one finger to pick up the thread.

In an instant, fine sweat oozed from the tension on her beautiful forehead.

The first two hooks were a little clumsy, and his thick eyelashes trembled visibly.

But from the third stroke, Qi Qingyu's small hands were obviously not shaking, full of strength, and his eyes changed from cowardice to courage and perseverance, and even more fascinating concentration.

The heart was steady and the hand was steady, and after a while, the wound was stitched up by Qi Qingyu, and only a few strands of blood were oozing slightly.

He slowly opened his eyes and glanced at it, it was quite smooth and still able to catch his eyes.

Qi Qingyu stole his approving look, and her heart became nervous, and the strong heartbeat sound of "Woo Woo" pressed her eardrum again.

She expected his appreciation, even a word, but the expectation was disappointed.

"Your bed is mine tonight." He dropped that sentence and began to take off his black cowhide boots.

"I ...... I ......"

"Do you have any objections?"

"I have Jinchuang Medicine." Qi Qingyu took a deep breath, tensed his nerves, and refused not to peek at him and undress!

"Come here."

"What!" Qi Qingyu glanced at him quickly, and his belt was unfastened...... She blushed and protested quietly.

His tone was not good: "Don't you have a golden medicine?" "Do you have to wait for him to take off his essence before he comes to the medicine?

"Oh." Qi Qingyu had a little disappointment in her heart, although she didn't want to admit it, but she really thought that he called her over to ask her to give him a wide coat......

Qi Qingyu hurriedly ran to the cabinet where the clothes were kept, opened the delicate packing box, and took out a bottle of the high-grade gold creation medicine that Liang Shaochu gave her. She paused when she ran to a distance of three feet in front of him, stretched out a pair of small hands and handed them over, looking at the sky with both eyes, "Give." "Reserved!

"Hurry up." He was impatient, and his tone was full of gunpowder.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Qi Qingyu cautiously asked, "I'll give you medicine?" "Why don't you take off your mask first so you can see his face?

He didn't want to speak anymore, and a slight bow of his head was a response.

Qi Qingyu unscrewed the cap of the bottle and slowly moved her legs forward. As the distance between the two narrowed, her snow-white little face burned again, like the clouds dyed red in the morning sun, gorgeous and thick.

Feeling the heat spraying on his wound, itching and tingling, he suddenly opened his dark eyes, and a trace of disgust was revealed, "Put it down, get out." ”

"It's not that I ...... Do you want me to be medicated? Qi Qingyu looked at him aggrievedly, her eyes, which were deeper than the ocean and brighter than the stars in the middle of the night, fell directly into her eyes, and her heartbeat missed a few beats.

Qi Qingyu suddenly burst into tears, it turned out that his gentle eyes could really only be given to a woman, the woman he met at a specific time, in a specific place, and at a specific opportunity. She was the woman, but why did she do this to her?

I wanted to ask him out loud, why did you hurt her like that?

He owed her an explanation. He owes her!

"I'm not leaving." A crystal clear teardrop rolled down. (To be continued......)