Chapter 119: Where the hell is the injury
"Qingmu ......" figure appeared in the tent door with a call.
The three people in the tent were all shocked, Yao Qingmu was busy pulling her clothes, and Shen Heyi and Xing'er acted in unison to block in front of her.
Rong Yun looked at the three of them strangely, why did his visit make them so alarmed.
"What? Can I help you? ”
Xing'er was the most timid and unfrightened, and when she heard him ask, her head shook like a rattle.
Rong Yun groaned slightly, and then raised the porridge jar in his hand with a smile, "Qingmu must be hungry, the porridge has been boiled, eat it while it's hot." ”
Yao Qingmu hadn't eaten for a day or night, and when she smelled the fragrance of rice, she felt that she was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.
After two bowls of rice porridge in her stomach, she felt a little more comfortable in her stomach, and was about to serve the third bowl, when Shen Heyi's cold voice floated over her head: "Two bowls are enough." ”
Rong Yun looked at the longing in her eyes, and felt a little unbearable, "Qingmu must be hungry, it shouldn't be a big deal to eat half a bowl more." ”
Shen Heyi obviously had no room for negotiation, picked up the porridge jar on the table, turned around and walked to the tent door, "She has been empty for a long time, and sudden overeating will damage her stomach, so it's not too late to eat the next meal." ”
Rong Yun watched his figure disappear into the tent door thoughtfully, only then did he turn around, his eyes focused on the rice grains on Yao Qingmu's lips, and shook his head with a smile.
Yao Qingmu hurriedly raised his arm and wiped it with his sleeve.
He pressed her arm, took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve, raised his hand slightly, and gently wiped her clean.
"You, eat the food to the corners of your mouth, isn't that counted, do you have to wipe it on your sleeves? Hehe. ”
Yao Qingmu looked at him in a daze, such eyebrows, such a scene, it seemed that it had happened. It seems that a long, long time ago, there was such a person, with doting, with care, with a gentle smile, who gently helped her wipe the rice from her lips.
He put away the handkerchief, smiled and held her hands into his hands, and asked with concern: "Qingmu, something interrupted just now, and you haven't told me yet, where are your injuries." ”
"Huh? Oh, no, it didn't hurt ......" Yao Qingmu dodged his inquiring gaze and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held it harder.
"How is it possible, there was so much blood at that time, and your pants and even the sleeves of Heyi were stained red."
"What's so embarrassing, he actually hurt his lower body." Shen Heyi's figure appeared at the door of the tent again, and when he caught a glimpse of their clasped hands, his eyes darkened.
Rong Yun was shocked, "How can there be so much blood?" Isn't it serious? ”
Shen He's face didn't change, and said lightly: "Actually, there isn't much blood, it's just mixed with the river water, which looks like a lot." ”
"That won't cause any problems, will it?"
"It's fine, it's just a simple trauma, and if the injury is healed, it's naturally fine."
Yao Qingmu looked at Shen Heyi's serious lying, and was amused in his heart, secretly squinting at him, but he had no intention of catching a glimpse of the blush from his originally white ears.
"Then I'll be relieved." Rong Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "Qingmu, there is one more thing, I want to hear your and Heyi's opinions." It's ......"
He seemed a little embarrassed, paused and continued: "Because of the paving of the pontoon bridge, we have been delayed for more than ten days, just now we received a summons, recently Yicang country has been making frequent troubles, the border war is tight, we really can't stay here for too long, so ......"
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I can leave now......" Yao Qingmu hurriedly said without waiting for him to finish.