Seeing him obediently drinking the medicine, Song Yihuan stared at his pale face, and sighed inaudibly: "Why do you say you are doing this." ”

Chu Shuolan took a sip of the medicine and coughed lightly.

He raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of him, his wife, and the corners of his lips curved into a pale arc.

The look in his eyes was calm and waveless, and there was not the slightest emotion on his face.

But his appearance was filled with pity in the center of Song Yihuan's eyes.

"If there is anything in the future, just ask, as long as there is no danger to my life and my family, as long as I have it, as long as I can do it, I can give it to you and do it for you."

What he said was plausible, and Qi Shu, who was standing on the side, heard it a little foggy.

He only thought that Song Yihuan cared about Chu Shuolan hiding her poisonous hair, and didn't ask her for blood medicine.

Chu Shuolan understood.

From the time he saw Song Yihuan appear, he knew that she understood.

She was not angry, even compromised.

It was he who used Su Rou to inform her about the poison, and he also wanted to see his attitude.

If there is a compromise in everything, it will be compromised forever in the future.

He asked her to compromise willingly, and asked her to lower the bottom line.

Chu Shuolan gently curled the corners of his lips, and although his smile was pale, it was a little more real.

Even his heart was filled with lightness, but he didn't realize it yet.

"Okay."

Chu Shuolan spoke hoarsely and gently.

As for whether he believed Song Yihuan's words, only he knew.

Looking at the gentle eyes of the young man in front of him, Song Yihuan's eyes flashed with helplessness.

Some people are cold in their bones, not because someone or something can be easily broken.

What's more, Chu Shuolan is so rational and such a well-minded person.

Song Yihuan raised her eyes again, and the look in her eyes had regained her calmness, and she sent the medicine bowl in her hand to Chu Shuolan's mouth, revealing a silent smile.

The first confrontation between the two and a small temptation came to an end.

Chu Shuolan was poisoned after all, and it was very laborious to drink a bowl of decoction.

When he finished drinking the decoction, his eyes were heavy, and his whole body was slipping.

Seeing this scene, Qi Shu stepped forward and laid him flat on the bed, and stretched out his hand to call for him.

Sensing that the pulse was gradually recovering, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was also glad that Song Yihuan came back in time.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Chu Shuolan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it was clearly exhaustion of prostration and sleepiness.

"You get some sleep first, and it's much better to wake up."

Chu Shuolan didn't want to sleep.

At this time, his rational mind gradually emptied, staring at Song Yihuan sitting beside him, and couldn't help but want to get closer to her.

He raised his weak hand and gently wrapped his wrist around him, not saying anything, nor having the strength to speak again, just wanting to be intimate with her.

This action was seen by Qi Shu, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his eyes showed banter.

He smiled and said, "Don't disturb the love of your little couple, I'll withdraw first, and I haven't cleaned up the casserole in the kitchen yet." ”

As he spoke, the man had already walked out.

The large dormitory soon fell silent, and there was no movement except for the faint breathing.

Song Yihuan didn't know what to say at this time.

Although she didn't care about Chu Shuolan's little ** forced calculation, and even faintly felt sorry for him, she was a little uncomfortable after all.

It's not that anyone is to blame for this discomfort, but that they are a little confused about the future.

Since she came here, a lot of things have changed, and the original trajectory has changed in a big or small way.

She didn't know if this would affect Chu Shuolan.