"You, you're back, I'm looking for you. ”

I snuggled into his arms in embarrassment, scratching my hair in embarrassment, hoping that he wouldn't notice the sea of books behind me that I had turned over.

Speechless.

"Hello?"

When I looked up, my face was full of disdain, and I was stared at by the man's deep eyes that could not see a trace of affection.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and sighed deeply.

"Didn't you tell you not to move around easily? You will have a new wound in just a quarter of an hour, and if you continue like this, I will not be able to do anything with you. ”

The man gently laid me down on the bed, picked up the handkerchief on the wooden table helplessly, and gently wiped the blood-soaked scratches on my arms for me.

At this moment, I felt like an angel sent by Heaven to save me.

"What are you doing?"

I curled up, my eyes half-squinted lazily, and let the man wrap the hot white veil around my wounds.

"Find clothes. ”

The man cherishes words like gold, and it seems that all the delicate tenderness he treated me just now is just my fantasy.

Suddenly, a silk dress was thrown in front of my eyes.

White silk, splendid carving, delicate and smooth, comfortable and soft, with some kind of indescribable floral fragrance on it, lingering in my nostrils, refreshing and comfortable.

I gently unfolded the silk skirt, and my eyes, which were as calm as water, were full of amazement.

The ankle-length, light-colored skirt that covered the ankles like thin strands of muslin was inlaid in a knee-length jacket made of organza, giving it a sense of holiness and gentleness. The gauze ribbon hanging from the chest is fastened in a butterfly shape and buckled at the waist, as if a real butterfly is staying.

"You can keep this Yangxian skirt for the time being, and then I will change it when I find a good one for you in the future. ”

The man said lightly, unconsciously lowering his eyes.

"Yang Xian skirt?"

I hooked my lips.

If in modern times, just this genuine piece of clothing, I'm afraid it has to be cherished in the cultural relics protection museum, priceless, and now it is worn by me, it is really in vain.

"Huh...... How did you get a woman's silk dress......"

I narrowed my eyes playfully, and the corners of my lips involuntarily curled up in a teasing arc.

"This ...... You don't care. ”

As if remembering something, the man blushed slightly, and turned his head uncomfortably.

There must be something greasy in this!

Suddenly...... An incredible thought flashed through my mind......

Mo...... Didn't he pick it off on someone else's girl and give it to me?!!

Oh, my God...... I didn't expect him to be such a filthy person...... Sure enough, people should not be disgraced......

As if seeing my impure thoughts, the man pouted helplessly: "This is something from a deceased dear friend of mine, don't think about it." ”

"Really?"

I frowned in confusion and looked at him with cat-like eyes.

Am I stupid?

If it's really just a close friend's thing, how can it react like this......

For a long time, silent.

"That...... After being with you for so long, it's still ...... I don't know what your name is. ”

I was the first to break the silence, a pair of watery eyes slightly lazy half-squinted.

"It's not about you......"

The man stood up from the bamboo chair on the side with an expressionless face, fading away from the childishness of the shy moment just now, and a rebellious aura belonging to the king lingered all over his body.

“......”

I'm slightly ...... No, I looked at a man very embarrassed, so I could give some face.

"Hey...... I said how do you ...... person?"

"Clothes on. ”

The man interrupted my original words, frowned impatiently at the beautiful sword eyebrows, and urged.

Stunned.

"Me, change here?"

I pointed at myself, my mouth slightly wide open, and I was surprised.

"Not bad. ”

"You, you, you...... You watched me change ......"

Before I could finish speaking, I heard a loud knock on the door, interrupting what I was trying to say......

He was gone again.