A drop of tear fell quietly on the back of his hand, warm and moist. She cried?

When she was locked in the room, she was desperate and would rather hurt herself than cry. Now she is crying. Is it because she saw her own injuries?

Another drop, two drops, three drops, Chu Yunxi felt that his heart was wet, and his stiff heart softened instantly.

He raised his hand hurriedly, touched her tearful eyes, and said in a dry voice: "Fool, why are you crying? It doesn't hurt."

"How come it doesn't hurt? There are so many...so many wounds, you..."

An Xiaoqing choked and couldn't say any more. He was the fool. She suddenly understood that he was the one who saved her just now.

You can imagine how sensitive his hearing is to find him and jump out of the skylight accurately. This time, the rescue was not complete and he suffered new injuries. Why can't he let the guards come to save him? He has to do it himself?

No wonder Pei Jinxiu was indifferent when he took off his clothes. He couldn't see it at all, so why should he avoid it?

"It really doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, don't cry." Her tears made his heart tangle, and he wiped her tears in a hurry. He was so clumsy that he didn't know how to comfort her.

It's just one sentence back and forth.

"You...you are an idiot."

"Okay, I'm an idiot, don't cry."

"You fool."

"Okay, I'm a fool. Please stop crying. Your face will be stained and it won't look good."

"Anyway, you can't see, so it's just ugly." Listening to his clumsy coaxing, she wanted to laugh again and pouted, completely unaware of the coquettishness in her tone.

"Who said I can't see? I can feel your appearance." She finally stopped crying. Chu Yunxi felt as if the clouds of the day had dispersed, and he no longer cared about her unbridled words.

He reached out and gently touched her facial features. He wanted to remember her appearance and engraved her appearance in his heart.

His eyes were serious and persistent. An Xiaoqing stopped crying and looked at him quietly, motionless and letting him touch her face.

With the pleasant fragrance of grass in my nose, the depression that had been buried in my heart seemed to have dissipated a lot. Maybe, it won't be long before I forget about Chen Zihan. Suddenly I felt that marrying this person would not be a bad idea.

, the past life has long become the past, why bother with it all the time?

"I'm actually very beautiful." After watching him touch her, An Xiaoqing said proudly.

"Much uglier than me." He hit her without hesitation.

On the contrary, someone prettier than him has not yet been born. An Xiaoqing pursed her lips and held his hand and shook it: "Yes, you are good-looking, you are the most beautiful, but no matter how beautiful you are, you are still a man, okay?

No, do you want people to say you look like a boy or a girl?"

"It's better to be beautiful, so that you don't have to be infatuated with others and drool." His tone was full of contempt, but it was unknowingly endearing.

"I...you are too evil-looking, okay? Do you blame others for being nymphomaniacs?" An Xiaoqing recalled that when they first met, she was tricked into salivating by him, and she was so angry that she poked his chest with her finger.

He seemed to be ticklish, and was pushed back repeatedly by her. He caught something with his heels and leaned back. An Xiaoqing hurriedly pulled him towards her. The two hugged each other again, and both of them suddenly turned red at the same time.
Chapter completed!