Ling Junxuan was in a trance for two seconds because of Yun Dui's smile, and from a distance, she stood there quietly, quiet and beautiful, like all the women who welcomed her husband home, there was a peaceful atmosphere soaked in time.

The misty light hazy her face, but the moving brilliance in her eyes was clearly visible, like a dew-stained flower in the morning.

She was unintentionally amazed, but it was reflected in his heart.

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Ling Junxuan routinely handed Yun Duan a set of white clothes, which was still a style that matched his body.

Twilight took it, but at the same time picked up the strip of cotton cloth in the tray.

Ling Junxuan misunderstood Yun Dui's thoughts, he pursed his thin lips, and vaguely saw some displeasure: "Do you want to re-bandage the wound yourself?" ”

Hearing this, Yun Du laughed, and she raised the fabric in her hand and explained, "No. The corset chest got wet in the bath and couldn't be worn, so you have to take this to wrap it flat. ”

The previous corset was similar to this kind of cotton, and the breasts were wrapped tightly with strips of cloth until no ups and downs could be seen, preferably a flat horse, so that others would not find out any clues about her disguised as a man.

After listening to Yun Dui's explanation, Ling Junxuan recalled the soft and warm delicate touch in the bath before, and subconsciously replied: "Don't wrap it." ”

"Huh?" Clouddusk was stunned, and her thoughts finally condensed into a confused monosyllable.

Ling Junxuan's slender eyelashes drooped slightly, his fairy-like face revealed an ascetic beauty, he turned his face sideways as if he was disguised, and was a little embarrassed in his whisper, but he repeated it firmly: "No need to wrap it." You're staying here these days, I'll give you the medicine and wait until the injury heals. ”

A suspicious look appeared in the clear peach blossom eyes of Yun Dusk, Ling Junxuan wouldn't be seeking benefits for himself in the future, right? Is he afraid that he won't be able to go back if he wraps his chest flat?

However, there is no need to prevent the exposure of his identity at all times, and it is also undesirable to relax his body and mind, so Yun Du no longer dwells on this issue, and responds casually: "Okay." ”

Twilight put the cotton cloth back on the tray and walked behind the screen to change clothes.

This time, Ling Junxuan learned his lesson, his eyes were clear, his thoughts were empty, and he didn't glance at the screen at all.

Twilight changed her clothes and yawned as she came out from behind the screen again.

The night was thick, deeper and heavier, and a heavy sleepiness swept through her, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her clear eyes were misted because of yawning.

Seeing this, Ling Junxuan's eyes softened instantly, and he couldn't help but step forward and lightly drop a kiss on Yun Dui's forehead, like a feather falling lightly, and he left with a touch.

His magnetic voice was like a breeze, passing over Yun Dui's ears, whispering softly, with gentle affection, like a lullaby: "Rest in peace, Twilight, good dreams." ”

Yun Du was stunned for a while, and finally reacted to being kissed, but before she could settle the score, she was soothed by Ling Junxuan's soft whisper.

She was taken by Ling Junxuan to the dragon bed in the hall to rest, untied her socks, and slept in her clothes.

It was indeed too exhausting for this time, and with the slack that everything had finally come to an end, she allowed the sleepy sleepiness to rage in her body, like the long eyelashes of butterfly wings casting a faint shadow on her pale face, and her eyes trembled slightly, and finally calmed down.