The room fell silent.

The two could hear each other's heartbeats.

Luo Li said softly: "You let me lie down, you are quite tired from sitting like this." ”

Chu Yi smiled slightly: "Do you feel sorry for me?" ”

"I'm really distressed right now."

He was slightly stunned, the pity in his eyes spread quickly, he put her down gently, and his tone was soft and heartache: "It hurts in your body, it hurts in my heart, what can I do to relieve your pain?" ”

Luo Li looked at his haggard face, distressed eyes, and was also moved in her heart: "It'll be fine in a few days, don't worry." ”

Chu Yi caressed her face: "How can I not worry? You don't know how I felt at the time, what would I do if I lost you? I really can't imagine my life without you. ”

Her heart moved slightly, her clear eyes looked at him, and the man in front of her was the person she loved deeply from the beginning of her love.

Except for Yue Luo's business, he is impeccable.

But that incident pierced her heart like a needle, and those words have been haunting her heart.

She was very conflicted in her heart, she initially wanted to destroy his reputation, and used the Nine Kings' Mansion as a shield to block her in front of her.

But now, she worries about him and feels sorry for him.

She's not hard-hearted.

"There won't be a next time, don't worry."

Chu Yi looked at her in a daze, pondering how many meanings her words had, and gradually, a touch of ecstasy overflowed between his eyebrows: "Can I take it as if you won't let me lose your promise?" ”

Luo Li was dumbfounded, she just wanted him to stop worrying, but his expectant eyes made her unbearable. She didn't contradict him, she didn't admit it out loud, she just smiled lightly.

For him, silence is better than denial, and he is ecstatic at the moment as long as she does not veto.

At this time, Mrs. Luo's maid Dongxue entered the house with chicken soup and lean porridge, and suddenly, the room was full of aroma.

She placed the food plate on the table and saluted them, her gaze resting on Luo Li: "Miss, let the slave serve you to eat." ”

Luo Li wanted to get up, Chu Yi helped her up, and he waved his hand towards Dong Xue: "You go down first." ”

Dongxue didn't hesitate and retreated with a smile.

Luo Li teased him: "The Nine Princes, do you have to do everything yourself?" ”

He picked up the chicken soup and sat down beside her: "In front of you, I only have the identity of a husband, and I am happy to do this." ”

He picked up the spoon, tried the heat and cold, put the spoon to her mouth, and after Luo Li drank it obediently, he said softly: "My hand is not injured, so let's do it myself." ”

As if he hadn't heard, he fed it spoonful by spoonful, and she knew that she couldn't beat him now, so she continued one bite at a time.

After the soup was fed, he was fed the porridge, and he was like a baby, careful and considerate.

His thin lips had been slightly curved, and a hint of satisfaction had spread across his face, it felt so good to take care of her like this.

It's just her injury that makes him feel painful.

In the evening, Dongxue came into the house to turn on the lamp and filled the bath bucket with hot water.

Chu Yi was so tired that he fell asleep on the couch for a while.

Luo Li looked at him with a few bloodshot eyes, and her eyebrows were slightly condensed: "I'll ask Dongxue to clean up the room for you, you go and sleep well." ”

"No, I'll sleep here, with you."

"At this time, do you still want to take advantage?"

Chu Yi pinched her face: "I don't dare." ”

Luo Li smiled faintly, the weak pale was so dazzling at this moment.

Chu Yi looked a little dumbfounded, his stunning appearance made him a little stupid, and there was no one who could tease him under a serious injury.

He got up and walked to the inner room behind the screen.