"Are you sure you don't come out, I seem to faintly hear a sound of footsteps coming this way, if you don't come out again, I guess you won't have to come out in the future, just put a gauze hat on your head." The man's hateful and damn attractive voice sounded again, and Dye Hua suddenly had the urge to kill, this dead man did it on purpose. However, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately counted it in his heart.

Slowly pulling open the quilt, he suddenly frowned in pain, because he was stuffed in the quilt, it was too hot, and there was a fine cold sweat on his forehead. The already pale little face, now, looks even more pitiful.

When he saw the woman's pale and bloodless little face, the man's heart suddenly sank, and he immediately stretched out his big hand and said worriedly: "Where are you uncomfortable?" ”

"I felt pain all over my body." Seeing that there was a rare expression on the man's face other than indifference, she suddenly felt that her eyes were pantothenic.

In her past life and present life, she was still an eighteen-year-old girl, and she also had a romance in her heart that belonged to a girl. In her previous life, because those people didn't need her like that, she wrapped that fragile and sensitive heart in layers of cold ice until she became numb.

Now, this man unknowingly walked into her heart, so heavy, so heavy that it crushed her elaborate disguise.

Because of him, she felt the frequency of her heartbeat, and she also felt a warmth that belonged to her. Such warmth and heartbeat make up for the beautiful and romantic feelings of her girlhood.

"What's wrong?" The man's voice was soft and soft. The faint broken light in the narrow eyes clearly interprets her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

"You're really...... Like me? The woman asked with a serious face, the expectation in her eyes was unbearable to refuse.

In the past countless days and nights, he only knew that the woman in front of him was a special existence for him, but special did not mean that he liked it, until last night, when he saw her covered in blood and her thin body slowly falling in the wind, he felt despair, deep despair. At that moment, he didn't think about anything, the only thing that came to mind was that she couldn't die.

The word despair has never appeared in his twenty-two life, and even if his mother died, he only felt sad and painful.

Now, he felt hopeless, such a deep emotion that even he felt strange. And the strangeness is the inexplicable throbbing in the heart.

However, all these signs show that he actually has another kind of affection for this former subordinate - love.

"I like it." The man spat out two words lightly, but the dye painting saw a touch of tenderness that could drown people from his narrow eyes.

Just as she could say something, the maid's footsteps had stopped outside the door, and she had to look away unhappily.

"Miss, can the slave come in? The slave and maid brought medicine. "The person outside the door deliberately said the word 'medicine' very seriously, and a low laugh could be faintly heard coming from outside the door.

This time, I really felt ashamed and angry, and my little mouth bit my lip, and I scolded in my heart: Tsing Yi, this dead girl, is getting fatter and fatter.

"Come in." Glancing at the embarrassed woman beside him, a faint light flashed in the man's narrow eyes.

"Miss, drink the medicine." As soon as he entered the door, Tsing Yi rushed to the bed like a gust of wind, and under the pretext of feeding his own young lady medicine, he forced the cold-faced man sitting on the edge of the bed to the side.