"Good, I'm fine." Yin Shaolong spoke again, reached out and rubbed her head.

Xiang Tianqing turned her head sideways to dodge, but directly started to lift his clothes upwards, as if she had to check his wounds before she could rest assured.

"It's not a good phenomenon to pick up my husband's clothes on the street." Yin Shaolong grabbed her little hand, stopped her movements, and spoke to her with a chuckle.

"The more blood is shed... Yin Shaolong...... You're ......."

Xiang Tianqing was a little anxious, because the blood on his back just now had gradually expanded at this moment, originally only the size of a bottle cap, but at this moment it had gradually turned into the size of a fist, making people have to worry about whether the wound was still bleeding.

"You want to take off my clothes so much?" Yin Shaolong grabbed her hand and spoke softly, gently hugged her and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, go home and take it off for you." ”

Xiang Tianqing was stunned for a moment, facing his beautiful and excessive face, a small face the size of a slap was flushed, even if she knew that he was deliberately misinterpreting her meaning, but under his gentle gaze, she couldn't hold back a word.

Seeing her staring at herself with a pair of eyes, Yin Shaolong's mood was inexplicably much better, and he didn't let go of her hand anymore, but pulled her with one hand, and pushed the shopping cart with the other hand and walked directly to the cashier to check out.

Xiang Tianqing seemed to have forgotten to react, and followed her silently all the way, until the two of them came out of the supermarket, she came back to her senses, gently broke away from his hand, and followed him.

Yin Shaolong didn't care too much about this, after all, he also knew that everything was too much.

In his opinion, it seems that in just one day, her relationship with him has become a lot closer, after all, being a man still has to be content.

Half an hour later, the two arrived home smoothly, after Yin Shaolong put his things on the table, he glanced at Xiang Tianqing, who was slipping his slippers, and then turned around and went directly into the bedroom, gently closing the door, as if he didn't intend to let her in.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xiang Tianqing was stunned, didn't even bother to put on his slippers, and hurriedly ran over.

'Knock knock knock ......'

"Yin Shaolong, you... You let me in......" Xiang Tianqing didn't know how to speak for a while, and he didn't know if it was because there was a ghost in his heart, but he felt that it was a little ambiguous to say anything.

Yin Shaolong in the room gently hooked the corners of his lips, and stood by the door in the bedroom, but he didn't mean to open the door.

"Yin Shaolong... You're hurt on your back...... I... I'll take a look at it for you. ”

There was still no movement in the room, Xiang Tianqing couldn't help but be a little anxious, took another step forward, leaned on the door and knocked on the door again: "Are you listening?" Can you open the door and let me take a look at the wound for you......"

"No, it's just a small injury." Yin Shaolong finally spoke, and one hand had already fallen on the doorknob, as if if the person outside the door was going to leave, he would definitely open the door as soon as possible and drag her in.

The more he wouldn't let her in, the more worried she became, and she didn't know if the wound was getting bigger or if it had scabbed over when she thought of the spreading blood.

The door in front of him was still closed, and Xiang Tianqing's eyes couldn't help but turn a little red, especially when he remembered the moment when he protected her in his arms, his heart seemed to be touched by something.

"You just let me go in and see ......" Xiang Tianqing's voice was already a little choked, but this time, before he finished speaking, the door in front of him had already been opened.

In an instant, the two stood face to face, and she was a little helpless with red circles in her eyes.