Ye Junchen picked up the book beside him again, his eyes swept ten lines, but he kept thinking about the extremely deep wound on Eleven's body in his mind.

If it was really a fine work planted by the princelings around him, in order to convince him of it, this knife was indeed extremely ruthless, and if it didn't hold on, he would have died in Huangquan.

Is it a bitter meat meter?

Ye Junchen raised his head and looked out the window, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The scar on his face then twisted, like a hellish Shura.

Eleven slowly opened her eyes, everything in front of her was unfamiliar, she quickly sat up, felt that her chest was a little slimy, and looked down to see that the wound on her chest had been bandaged, and even the dirty clothes on her body had been changed.

There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door, and Eleven smiled brightly, waiting for someone outside the door to enter.

When she saw that it was a strange boy who pushed open the door, the loss in her eyes was not hidden in the slightest, and her brilliant smile instantly withered.

"Do you think my master will personally deliver medicine to you? Scold. Han Xing put the white porcelain bowl on the table, his voice was a little heavy, and he said coldly, "Since you are awake, you will get up and drink the medicine yourself." ”

"Why didn't Ah Ye come?" Eleven blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Han Xing and asked softly.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Han Xing frowned, he had never seen such a shameless woman, and said, "My master won't like you, stop daydreaming!" If you are cured, hurry up and leave, we don't welcome you in the nighthouse! ”

Eleven looked at Han Xing and said no more, looking him up and down with a pair of curious eyes, as if looking at a delicious dish.

For some reason, Han Xing felt a yin wind blowing through his neck, making him tremble, and turned his head and coughed twice, breaking the embarrassment.

"Ah Ye is here."

Eleven's eyes flashed with anticipation, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became sweeter and sweeter.

“……”

Han Xing looked at Eleven's gradually blooming smile, and couldn't help poking his eyebrows, this girl has a sick brain! Isn't he simple enough?

He was about to speak, when the little woman on the bed lifted the quilt and got out of bed, jumping in the direction of the door.

"Ah Ye."

Eleven Chiguo put his little feet and hurriedly rushed in the direction of Ye Junchen.

The collision was so sudden that he took a small step back before he stood still, looking down at the little woman in his arms.

"Girl, men and women don't kiss!" Ye Junchen's voice was low, and there was a hint of helplessness in his anger, "Please respect yourself, girl!" ”

The sound was like a scrub across his fingertips, making Eleven's heart tingle.

"Ah Ye, I knew you would come." Eleven hugged his waist tightly, rubbing his little face against his chest, and muttered, "I knew that you couldn't bear me." ”

Ye Junchen looked at the other party's smile, his eyes were full of anticipation, admiration and admiration.

He had never seen such clean eyes, so clean that it was heartwarming.

Such as a clear mountain spring, like a deer calf at the beginning.

Wasn't she a princeling?

Ye Junchen has seen her strength, if he doesn't want to let go, even if he uses thirty percent of his internal strength, he may not let her go, only a first-class master has such a skill.

If she is really a first-class master, why is she stabbed in the chest?

This woman has too many secrets hidden in her, and it is not impossible to keep them around.

Ye Junchen lowered his eyes and looked at the little head on his chest.

Maybe.

He could find out what he wanted to know from her.