Chapter 277: How Many Skills I Don't Know
Accustomed to his elusiveness, he silently walked over and closed the open door.
As soon as he closed the door and turned over to his grandfather, the door was pushed open again.
"Can you finish the conversation all at once! Defect! Ling Juncheng lowered his eyes to stitch up the wound, and did not raise his eyes to look at the door, he thought that Yuan Shen had turned back again.
The pain of the wound, which he had been trying his best, made him very irritable.
Su Xi stood at the door and was stunned: "I haven't even spoken yet, you have something wrong!" ”
The man raised his eyes to look at her: "Xixi? ”
He pulled his robe together, turned his head and handed a cold eye knife to Zhang Deming beside him.
"Your Majesty, it's not a slave..... looking at the man's cold eyes, Zhang Deming felt speechless: "The slave went to see if Yuan Shen went to the kitchen to steal fasting and eat." ”
When the words fell, he pulled his legs and fled.
"Seeing that you haven't been back for most of the day, I found you." Su Xi walked in and closed the door firmly.
said that if you can't betray Xiao Duzi, you have to keep your word.
"Disobedient." Seeing that she was still dressed in wet clothes covered with mud, the three syllables spit out from between her thin lips seemed to be reproachful, but they implied pampering.
"I only listen to my own words." Susinunu mouth.
"Well, I'll listen to you, too." Ling Juncheng smiled lightly, as if he had completely forgotten the pain of the wound.
Su Xi didn't want to continue talking to him anymore, she was willing to bow down.
Walked over and pulled away his folded robe: "Sewn so ugly?!" ”
Her eyes widened, and she was surprised by the small half-twisted curve.
Also, the last time he helped him cut clothes, you could see how good he was.
Needlework is even more unbearable to look at.
For the first time, the man who reigned over the world was questioned, and not only was he not angry, but his ears were slightly red.
Just because the people who question him, it's his sunset.
After Su Xi washed her hands, she took the needle from his hand and squatted down to stitch up the unfinished wound for him, acting very carefully and carefully.
Compared to his clumsiness, she seemed skilled.
After a few moments, she sewed the long knife edge, washed the blood around it with a handkerchief, and then used wine to dissipate the poison before bandaging it with a clean cotton cloth.
Ling Juncheng watched her finish everything so intently, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was really the Su Xi he had known for a long time.
"Sunset." He whispered her name.
Su Xi put her hands into the basin of water on the side and washed them, ignoring him, for fear that he would say something bad and provoke her to lose her style and bully the wounded.
He got up from his stool, half a step away from her.
Su Xi wiped his hands with a towel, because of his approach, his heartbeat increased inexplicably.
Even though he leaned over slightly, he was still much taller than her, and the oncoming feeling of oppression made her raise her eyes to look at him at all.
She stared down at her toes, feigning composure.
"Good sewing." He reached out and pinched her pink face.
"Are you uncomfortable without doing anything?" Glaring at him fiercely from her back, she stepped back and kept a safe distance from him.
He hooked his lips and chuckled: "Well, as soon as I saw you, I couldn't help but want to move you." ”
Su Xi was so angry that he threw down the handkerchief and slammed the door.
This person is simply getting more and more perverted!
Looking at the delicate and puffing away, the corners of Ling Juncheng's beautiful lips curled.
Dare to smash Ling Yuan with a stone, and know how to deal with wounds, how much ability does the little goblin have that he doesn't know?