Seeing that Jiang Shiyun was so angry that she really wanted to leave, He Lin stopped with a smile, but he held Jiang Shiyun's hand and refused to let go, using the killer trick that has been tried and tested these days.

He shook Jiang Shiyun's hand, his good-looking eyes were full of pleading, and his face was sad, "Yun'er, good Yun'er, I finally lived a good life like a human being, you can accompany me, right?" ”

Jiang Shiyun has been ruthless these days, she rolled her eyes indifferently, and asked angrily, "Uncle, dare to love you in the past and live a life that is not human?" ”

The beauty in his backyard is like a cloud, he hugs before going out, the temple is high and powerful, and his small life is not nourishing?

In her opinion, the days of the gods are nothing more than that.

Who knew that He Lin took her hand, stared at her eyes seriously, and confessed affectionately, "Yun'er, I used to live a bloody and walking corpse life, but I was just a sharp blade to kill." Now that I finally have seven emotions and six desires, joys, angers, sorrows, and sorrows, isn't this worth being happy about? ”

When he said this, his face was no longer full of hippie smiles, and his face was solemn and dignified.

Jiang Shiyun could clearly determine from his face that He Lin was serious, and that what he said was true.

A killer naturally does not have the life of a normal person, even if he is in a high position, even if he spends a lot of money.

But the feeling of not being happy and not being able to experience happiness is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

As a healer, she understands psychology very easily.

Before, he was struggling with his hands, but Jiang Shiyun was completely shocked by his words, and her heart was turbulent, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

Instead, she took the initiative to put her hand over his, looked into his eyes and asked him in a low voice, "Do you think you are comfortable with me?" ”

He Lin nodded slowly with a solemn face, "Yes, since I met you, my heart has become conscious, and I feel that I am a flesh and blood person!" ”

Jiang Shiyun was a little moved, her nose was a little sour, and her eyes slowly turned red, I really don't know what kind of life this person lived in the past?

Is it any wonder that he treats people so coldly, arrogantly, and unkindly? Perhaps, this is his protective color, right? How can a person who has no confidence in life trust others?

"Yun'er, marry me, we won't be separated again in this life, okay?" He Lin slowly hugged her into his arms and said emotionally.

"I used to be a bastard, and I shouldn't have pushed you out. Fortunately, it's still too late for this qiē! He Lin hugged her tightly, his nose filled with the fragrance of her hair, and he felt that this qiē was like a dream!

"Let me think about it, I'm still angry." When He Lin was afraid that Jiang Shiyun would refuse, Jiang Shiyun raised her head, poked him in the head pretending to be angry, and smiled at him.

For a moment, He Lin only felt that this small room seemed to be covered with a faint glow, making the heavens and the earth lose their color.

I didn't expect to like someone, and it feels like this to see her laughing happily.

It's as if the spring breeze blows a pool of calm lake water, and the ripples slowly ripple until they reach the depths of the heart lake!

At this moment, how He Lin wished it was eternal, her bright and unpretentious smile could be engraved in his mind forever.

…………

After a while, Jiang Shiyun finished feeding He Lin and gently massaged his legs and feet as usual.

He was seriously injured, and although he was in great shape, he could not withstand the process of muscle atrophy in bed for a long time. If he doesn't press it twice a day, it will take a few more days for him to get used to it when he can walk around the ground.

In the winter, the cold wind is howling outside, and the house is burning with fine silver frost charcoal, and there is no smell of smoke, and it is as warm as spring.

Jiang Shiyun pressed it, and fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

He Lin felt sorry for her, and held her hand to stop her, "Don't press it, you've lost a lot of weight these days." ”

"How can you do it if you don't press it?" Jiang Shiyun waved his hand away and insisted on his own point of view, "You have been lying down for so many days, what you are most afraid of is bedsores and muscle atrophy, and it won't cost anything to press it." ”

Although He Lin couldn't understand the words in her mouth, he didn't think about it for a while, but he generally understood.

Seeing her lowering her head and pressing it seriously, his delicate eyes like phoenix feathers deepened, and his gaze fell on her hair, which was simply tied with a ponytail with a silk ribbon, and he couldn't move away for a long time.

She is always so different, which girl in Beijing does not comb her hair in a delicate and complicated bun, insert her hair full of pearls, her face is white, and her lips are painted red?

She has a plain white face, no fat powder, no Danzhu, and even her hair is tied so casually.

However, this qiē, in his opinion, is so eye-catching and ...... Fine!

At this moment, the girl's face was lowered, and her white forehead was half hidden and half exposed, revealing a snow-white cheek. The plump red lips faintly glow with a pale pink glow, and the shell-like nails are small and cute, revealing a faint pink.

A beautiful thing is like a painting, but this painting is still alive in front of him, which makes him stunned for a while, and he can't tolerate anyone else in his heart!

When it was almost dark, an uninvited guest came to the courtyard, but it was the second son of the eldest princess, the second son of the Xiping Marquis Mansion - Zhao Zhe.

He and He Lin are like brothers, and they have a child's friendship, and it is reasonable to learn that he was seriously injured and hiding here to recuperate.

But his face was worried, as if there was something unspeakable.

After meeting with He Lin and Jiang Shiyun, he wanted to talk several times and stopped.

Jiang Shiyun observed his words and looks, knowing that he must have something to say to He Lin alone, so he packed up his things and said goodbye with a smile, "The second son will eat here at night, I'll go to the kitchen to see what else to eat!" ”

Zhao Zhe nodded respectfully, looked at Jiang Shiyun's slender back, and sat down at the head of He Lin's bed.

In the end, it was a man, and when He Lin was injured, he still keenly smelled the smell of conspiracy, and came up and asked, "Do you know who did it?" ”

He Lin looked out the window indifferently, smiled at himself for a long time, and said casually, "The person who can assassinate me is either a relative of the emperor or a nobleman of the clan, what else is there to ask?" ”

Although the assassin said a word, Herrin thought of someone. He couldn't think of anyone else who wanted his life but this man.

He is the most powerful person of King Yan, without him, it is difficult for King Yan to return to the capital. And King Yan is the most powerful person in the Central Plains among the vassal kings, and he is also the person who is the most threatening.

Getting rid of him is equivalent to cutting off King Yan's two legs, how could he, how could he not make a move?

But now he can only look for it quietly and secretly, he can not die this time, he never thought that he would let that person go!

This is a life-and-death struggle, for Yun'er, he will not back down, he wants to live well! R1152