Lingfu.

Ah Yun, who had slept a little, was in better spirits, but the place where he was stabbed in the back by the knife still hurt badly.

He struggled to his feet and touched his hand behind him, wet.

When I looked at my hands again, there was blood.

No wonder it hurts so much!

He tried to re-bandage it, but he couldn't find medicine or cloth.

Open the door, the sun is still dazzling.

If it had been before, he would have felt irritable. But today, he loves it.

This sunshine made him feel that he was really alive, alive with hope.

He put on another cloak before he walked out.

Although it was a little hot, he didn't want the little girl to find out that the blood was oozing from his back.

He liked the way she cared about him, but he didn't want her to cry.

Men, how can you make your favorite girl cry!

How good it is to laugh!

From a distance, Ling Yue was sitting under the grape trellis and tinkering with bottles and cans. Her eyes are focused and her hands are skillful, and she is dazzling.

Embroidery!

Ah Yun felt that this analogy was wrong, the eldest lady could fight, cook, but not embroider.

She did embroider once, and it can only be described in four words: unsightly.

If you want to add four more words, it will be miserable.

The sun was hot and his wounds were itchy.

Let's ask her for some medicine!

"Miss."

Hearing his voice, Ling Yue hurriedly greeted him and said angrily, "What's wrong? You have to rest a lot."

"When I wake up, I get up and walk." He smiled, "Miss, can you give me a bottle of medicine?"

Ling Yue said, "I'll help you when you change the dressing at night."

"Oh. I think I'm okay and can do it myself."

When I lie, I don't have enough confidence, so I keep looking away.

Ling Yue didn't believe him, he was stabbed, not stung by a bee, how could he be fine after a sleep!

"Excuse me?"

"Hmm."

"Whatever you want, call me if you can't."

She put the prepared medicine in his hand, and suddenly her expression froze.

"Why is there blood on your hands?"

He hurriedly rubbed his hand on his clothes again, and couldn't think of a reason for a while.

She took off his coat directly, and sure enough, the one inside was red.

Look at him again with a flustered look in his eyes, and understand.

"Afraid I'm worried?"

"Hmm."

He took the medicine and the cloth for bandaging, and helped him slowly walk to the room. scolded while walking, but Ah Yun kept laughing.

This made Ling Yue speechless, and he always felt that he didn't take her words to heart.

Ah Yun pointed to their shadows: "Miss, do you see if this is the "shadow of four"?"

"Apply what you've learned!" Ling Yue also laughed, and teased again, "Two months ago, I didn't dare to think that we would get along so well. Just the look of your little wolf cub, I'm scared when I think about it now."

Ah Yun pursed his lips, "But the little wolf cub has been fed by you, what are you still talking about the past?" It's stingy!"

"I shouldn't care about you if I'm stingy!"

She raised her hand to hit him, but when she thought of the wound on his body, she withdrew her hand again, and took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Ah Yun was extremely cooperative, and lowered her head to make it easier for her to wipe.

"Miss, I'm much taller than you!"

"Is it glorious? You're a boy, shouldn't you be taller than me?"

After she said this, it seemed that this was the truth, and the pride just now disappeared in an instant.

When he took off his shirt, the white cloth was already dyed red. Then I untied the cloth, and it was all stained on the wound.

Ah Yun gritted her teeth and endured it, not making a sound, but the little girl cried.

She lowered her eyes, and tears fell in large and large gullies, falling on the back of his hand, cold

Cool.

He smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "My hands are bloody and dirty, I can't help you wipe your tears, I'm about to wipe them myself."

Her shoulders shrugged, and she picked up the handkerchief and wiped it around.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were red and his eyelashes were moist, which made his heart mess up.

Out of nowhere, he lowered his head and pressed his lips to her smooth forehead.

The moment she was about to meet, she called out to him.

He was startled, and quickly let go of her, his face flushed: "I'm sorry Miss, I. I see you crying, I'm just."

She didn't speak, just bit her lip and looked at him.

This made him even more embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look at her anymore.

He subconsciously wanted to run away, but he touched the wound, and his heart hurt as if he was being caught.

"Sit still." She said softly.

Brush his hair away, sprinkle the medicine evenly over the wound, and then wrap a clean white cloth around and tie it.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

She lifted his head, and he drooped again.

She smiled, "Why don't you dare look at me?"

"I've done something wrong, and I'm afraid to look at it."

She laughed again, "Forget it, it's no big deal."

Despite what she said, he blamed himself and remorseed, fearing that she would distance herself from him from now on.

If it was before coming to Lanyue Xuan, he would not only not mind, but would be happy.

But after he came, her kindness to him and tenderness to him had already seeped into his bones, making him addicted and unstoppable.

Even every night, remembering every smile and every intimacy she gave him has become a must-have homework before going to bed, and with these memories he can fall asleep with peace of mind.

The more you have, the more you want.

For him, he can only accept her more and more good, but not the slightest.

If it is less, he will suffer from gains and losses, and give up on himself.

He felt that it was a disease, but there was no solution, and he could only let it get worse and worse.

Maybe when she gets married, the disease will heal itself. And at that time, his life would have no meaning.

The heart is dead, and it's all over.

Unless, she marries him.

Ling Yue didn't know that under the young man's calm appearance, his heart was so chaotic.

She touched the back of his hand, cold.

"Lift your head up."

Ah Yun raised his head, but his eyes were deep, like an ancient well.

She stretched out her white hand and caressed his face.

The face was slid by her soft hand, and it also brought a burst of fragrance, Ah Yun didn't dare to move, and the eyes of Gu Jing Wubo were full of consternation.

"Miss"

She let out a "hmm" and ran her fingers over his brow, trying to smooth it out.

"Don't frown, like I'm bullying you."

Ah Yun said "oh", but his brows were not controlled by him at all. He thought he could, but she still frowned.

"Why don't you kiss me, as if you're angry, and you don't know what to make up for in your brain."

Her heart was crossed and she let go.

"Huh?" Ah Yun's eyes widened, this must have been misheard!

There was a knock on the forehead, "If you don't hear clearly, forget it, put on your clothes and rest."

"No!" He quickly grabbed her, "You mean I can kiss you?"

She pointed to her forehead, "Only here."

got her consent, but Ah Yun lost the courage just now, and was so nervous that he was at a loss.

Ling Yue sighed silently and closed her eyes.

Ah Yun relaxed a little, and slowly put his hand on her shoulder, feeling her body tremble slightly.

He closed his eyes and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

At this moment, the warbler in his heart grew and the spring flowers bloomed.

It turns out that kissing the girl you love is such a beautiful feeling!

Ling Yue had to admit that at that moment, her heart moved.

She slowly opened her eyes and met his.

He didn't dodge, but gazed at her affectionately and tenderly.

"Can you let go?" She glanced at the hand on her shoulder and whispered.

Ah Yun quickly let go, and listened to her again, "Only this once!"

"Okay."

I'll talk about it later, the future is long, and the future can be expected.

Seeing him cover his face and snicker, she blushed and held his ear: "What are you laughing at?"

He closed his mouth, but a smile ran out of his bright eyes.

After being silent for a while, Ah Yun turned his head to look at her: "Miss, am I the first person to kiss you?"

"It's not."

The young man's eyes darkened a little, and his two hands were clenched tightly, "Is that Xue Ergongzi?"

The back of the head was hit, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's my brother!"

"Han Gongzi?"

"Hmm."

Ling Yue looked at his eyes flickering and dimming, as if he had undergone a circuit overhaul, and just wanted to say something, suddenly Qingyin ran in, "Miss, the queen mother is here, and she is almost in our yard!"