These black boots made her brother angry with her for a long time, so Yuan Changhuan remembered it very clearly.

Yuan Changhuan looked at him, "Answer me?" ”

"You're touching Benza's feet like this, isn't Benza shy?"

"This seat hasn't been touched yet." The hem of Long Quyuan's robe slipped to the ground, wiped the two blood blisters on his ankles, and replied with a smile.

Seeing that he could still smile so casually, Yuan Changhuan pursed his red lips, and his face was tense.

Seeing that her face was not good, Long Quyuan restrained a little, "Don't be angry, I don't hurt." ”

"I said it hurt just now, and now I say it doesn't hurt, how can two bubbles with such a big one not hurt?" Yuan Changhuan finally spoke, "Is there a needle, you have to pick it up." ”

She didn't care about how his two bubbles came from, so she would deal with them first.

Seeing that she was holding back her panic, Long Quyuan was very satisfied, and raised his chin slightly, "On the table." ”

Yuan Changhuan realized that at some point, a needle bag for acupuncture appeared on the table, neatly arranged on one side.

I found a suitable gold needle, took out the gauze from the chest of drawers by the way, and carefully picked up the red blood blisters.

Wrap it with gauze.

After bandaging, Yuan Changhuan suddenly thought of why she was so good to Long Quyuan, and she was not his wife.

He stood up abruptly and let go of the hand that was holding Long Quyuan's ankle.

"Bang."

With a bang, Long Quyuan's feet were thrown by her on the edge of the soft couch, making a collision sound.

I saw that the place where I had bandaged was faintly bloody.

Yuan Changhuan immediately re-grasped it and put him on the soft couch, "Are you a fool, you can't hold on?" ”

He just had a blood blister, not a broken leg.

Long Quyuan looked at her innocently, "I don't know if you want to let go." ”

"Excuses." Yuan Changhuan pouted in disgust, "Who knows if you touched porcelain." ”

Wanted to hold her accountable.

Yuan Changhuan thought of this possibility, and immediately sat away, pinching his chin with his fingers, and squinting at him, "Let's talk about it now, how did you get it on your heels?" ”

Why is it blistering?

And it's in that kind of place.

Long Quyuan did not speak.

Yuan Changhuan's eyes fell on the black brocade boots that he swept under the soft couch.

reacted, "Is it a problem with these shoes?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the shoes and put them under his nose to get ready to see them clearly.

was blocked by Long Quyuan, "No, don't look at it." ”

When did Long Quyuan have such a weak heart, Yuan Changhuan held his hand strongly, "You lie down!" ”

Long Quyuan, who was pressed down on the soft couch, lay down.

And Yuan Changhuan was afraid that he would snatch it first, so he pinched his black boots and looked at the other side.

These boots were the same one she had given him before.

"Why do you wear it if it doesn't fit?" Looking at the deformed place of the boots, Yuan Changhuan pinched it, and knew it in his heart.

Seeing her pinching the boots she wore and standing in front of her, Long Quyuan's clear eyes were half-closed and half-closed, looking like she was tired and didn't want to speak.

"Speak quickly!"

Yuan Changhuan gritted his teeth and stared at him, "Why?" ”

It's half a ring.

Long Quyuan seemed to be afraid that she would be angry, his thin lips opened slightly, and his tone was low, "I never wear shoes, I'm not used to it." ”

"If you're not used to it, why do you have to wear it for so long." Yuan Changhuan looked at him like a fool.

Before, she thought that Long Quyuan was an ordinary person, and when she saw him barefoot, she would pity him and give him a pair of shoes.