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But the blood stains on his hands made him hurry to retract, for fear of soiling Luo Liyan's wounds.

"Are you stupid!" Luo Liyan's eyebrows suddenly folded into two hills, and she grabbed Yu Chiche's injured palm in distress and blew it gently.

The familiar movements and familiar tones made Wei Chiche's heart feel like he was constantly being stabbed by a knife.

The exact same appearance, the unique body fragrance, and the same love and behavior as in the past, all reveal that the woman who has not changed in the past twelve years is the beloved who she hides in the bottom of her heart and cannot touch.

He didn't need to prove it anymore.

Since there are some things she doesn't want to admit, there must be reasons for her, she doesn't need to force her, and she has the ability to learn the answer from other places.

"You'd better call the doctor quickly!" Luo Liyan saw that Wei Chi Che's eyebrows were slightly constricted, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but roar.

This crumb is the most troublesome to insert into the meat, and when he picks it out one by one, he must be killed to death.

"I'm fine, but your face is ......" Wei Chiche came back to his senses, his eyes were full of distress and self-blame, but he didn't dare to say any more.

"What's wrong with my face?" Luo Liyan was stunned and reached out to touch her face, but Yu Chi Che grabbed her wrist, and then yelled at the air.

"Why don't you go to the imperial doctor and invite Mrs. Li here."

Luo Liyan frowned, looking at his nervous and weak appearance, and then began to slowly feel a faint tingling sensation on his face.

"You're not going to disfigure me, are you?" Her eyes widened in astonishment.

In fact, Luo Liyan was not angry, but sighed a little at his rough lines, and he didn't even feel a little injured when he was injured.

Could it be just a scratch the size of a sesame mung bean, and Yu Chiche cares about it, so it's a big fuss, right?

"Don't worry, I'm not going to disfigure you." Yu Chiche grabbed Luo Liyan's hand and put it to his lips and kissed her gently, and then hugged her horizontally.

The water-soaked clothes stuck to her body, and the curves were leaking.

Yu Chiche flipped under his palm, his five fingers were slightly hooked, and the cloak that was placed on the soft couch on the side quickly flew over and covered Luo Liyan's body.

"Damn,!" Luo Liyan's smoky little mouth opened slightly, and let out an incredible scream.

Wei Chiche staggered, looking at the little man in his arms with a faint look, feeling quite helpless.

"It's just a bit of ordinary work."

If she can be called a ghost like this, then her face has not changed in the past twelve years......

Is it a ghost?

Is it a demon?

Or is it a fairy?

But no matter what she is, in Wei Chiche's heart, she is just an untouchable scale in her life that she has loved for twelve years.

"Is there really a river and lake in this world?" Luo Liyan saw that Yu Chi Che was finally no longer entangled in his identity, and his mood relaxed, and his calves hung leisurely in the air.

"Yes, you like it?" Wei Chi's clear and cold voice carried an imperceptible gentle doting.

Without waiting for Luo Liyan to speak, he watched the fireworks bloom from her starry eyes like smoke.

"Since you like it, then after the wedding, I will take you to see this triennial martial arts conference."

Hearing his words, Luo Liyan's face stiffened slightly, and the roots of his ears flushed a little.