Tracing the delicate pattern on the thin light gauze again, Mu Danchen unfearlessly pinched the embroidery needle again.

But it was clear that he was wrong.

He thought that it would be much easier to embroider with a light yarn as thin as a cicada's wings, but in fact, it was not.

Just because the light yarn is extremely soft and thin, the focus of the embroidery needle is very difficult to grasp, and even the tightness of the silver thread is not as easy to operate as he imagined.

Such an embroidery with a high degree of difficulty is still a balance that is difficult to figure out and control for a man who has just tested the water for the first time.

Therefore, the holes between his fingers are less poked by two, three or four, but the light yarn shows crooked and twisted lines, which can only be described as miserable, only in this way can it be enough to be vivid and appropriate.

I don't know when, Luo Yi, who has completed today's embroidery task, sat quietly on the small round stool, she silently watched him work hard to entangle with the silver thread, and at the same time "-for-tat" with the needle and thread After dozens of moves, she said softly:

"It's late, let's go."

She was afraid that if she continued to look at it like this, she would not be sure that the man in front of her would fight directly until dawn without admitting defeat.

Just like "a word to wake up a dreamer", Mu Danchen suddenly raised his eyes, and unintentionally crashed into a pair of watery and gentle eyes, and before he could see it more clearly, the owner of those eyes had already turned away.

He's just... Seem... It seems like... Seems... saw that pair of beautiful water autumn pupils, there was a trace of emotion that was too late to hide.

He was pretty sure that he liked it.

Sure enough, she also likes him a little.

"Roy"

couldn't help but whisper her beautiful name, Mu Danchen dropped the needle and thread in his hand with some excitement.

Unexpectedly, his recklessness led to the blood lesson he was about to suffer.

"Ahh

An exclamation of extreme pain made him completely understand what it means to be "happy and sad".

It turned out that the initiator was the pointed embroidery needle that he casually discarded, and in order to retaliate for his casual discarding, it carried an extremely mischievous revenge mission, and unceremoniously stabbed it into his palm, giving him a profound bloody lesson.

In such a quiet space, the sudden exclamation and scream immediately caused the attention of Luo Yi, who was a little messy at the moment and was trying to regain her composure, only to see her hurriedly turn around and look at him who was grinning in pain, frowning and pulling out a small piece of embroidery needle that had been pierced into her palm.

"Why was you so careless?"

Pulling his hand in a bit of a panic, Roy saw that in his soft pink palm, there was a bead of blood that was rapidly emerging and gradually rounded, and then when it reached the critical point of fullness, it broke and flowed over the wound, and gradually spread in all directions.

This man, why is he... So...

She didn't know what to say to him.

Glancing at him coldly and indifferently, Luo Yi took a tissue and gently wiped the blood from his palm.

"Press it first, I'll go get the plaster."

Tonight, she was there to take care of his injury.

"Oh good."

Grinning stupidly, Mu Danchen's brain had long since lost the ability to function and think.

The glance she had just glanced at seemed cold, but it made him clearly feel her anger and distress.

It was telling him: how could you be so careless.

Was she blaming him for hurting herself over and over again?

His heart was as sweet as honey, and he gazed at her back tenderly, revealing a foolish face.

She really had feelings for him, and he had a positive answer in his heart again.

At this moment, he only felt that he was caught off guard by something called happiness, which ran through his entire body and mind like an electric current.

He's really happy.

With a smile that drowned people don't pay for their lives, he looked at Luo Yi who was walking towards him step by step with affection.

At the moment, there was still no expression on her beautiful face, but he already knew that it was just her protective color to hide herself.

Yes, he just knows.

"Hey, why don't you wipe this blood away."

Look, it's going to be a small puddle.

Naturally revealing the posture of a little daughter, Luo Yi glared at him fiercely, and hurriedly pulled out a clean tissue and sucked off the bright red blood in his palm.

Take away the tissue, and before the wound oozes blood again, she opened the plaster she had just applied it quickly, and then quickly tore off a transparent waterproof OK Bang, and gently pasted it with her hands and feet.

The whole process of dressing the medicine was smooth and smooth, and the two stood face to face.

And in the whole process of healing, someone who is seriously injured is obviously absent-minded.

He let her thrub his injured hand, his deep eyes fixed on the face that seemed extremely focused.

He found that he could never get enough of her.

Even if he treats her like this for the rest of his life, he will not feel the slightest bit bored.

"Alright."

She had always known that he was looking at her, with such a fiery gaze, and if she didn't realize it, then she would be no different from a piece of wood.

Letting go of his hand, she deliberately didn't look at him again, and turned to simply put the things on the table back in place.

Sensing her deliberate avoidance, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, looked down at the waterproof OK Bang in his hand, and then slowly tightened his hand into a fist.

He wanted to hug her so much, so much that he wanted to get out of control.

But he must control himself.

He was going to dissolve her emotional reason slowly, step by step, until she wanted to be with him, forever.

Letting go of his hand, he carefully folded and wrapped the "fake and shoddy" "three-no product" into a tofu block, and then put it into the pocket of his loose coat.

"Don't you think you haven't been pricked enough with needles?"

Luo Yi on the side naturally saw his actions, and she asked in a flat tone without any waves.

"I... My handicraft is so bad that I will take it back and practice it when I have time. ”

Scratching his head a little shyly, his face was slightly embarrassed.

"You can take this back with you."

The third time he took out the light green plaster from the small medicine box, and Luo Yi put it in front of him.

"Oh... Oh. ”

He was stunned for a long time before he put the plaster into his pocket.

The face is even more embarrassing.

He does... Somewhat inferior.

With a slightly red face, he walked to the twelve "Cloud Fairies" that had been inserted into the vase by Luo Yi, and he pretended to naturally stretch out his fingers to touch the pure flower bones that were about to open, and his lips were slightly hooked.

She cared about him.

Turning his eyes, he quickly glanced at Luo Yi, who was buried in his head, and his smile became deeper.

Lolo, you know what? The meaning of the 12 perfume lilies is: My love for you is growing day by day.