What is obedient? This word is not in the Zhao Yin dictionary. However, when Shi Yong looked at himself with big watery eyes and stared at him with bright black eyes, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

A piece of honey was stuffed into the mouth, making the tongue sweet, and the whole mouth was sweetened.

"My mother made it." Shi Yong chuckled, "Just treat it as a thank you for your help."

Zhao Yin looked at her with a strange expression and tasted the different sweetness.

"Mrs. Song is good at craftsmanship."

Shi Yong did not tell him that she told Wang how to make this honey, but humbly gave all the credit to Wang.

"If you like it, let her do more next time."

"No need." Zhao Yin swallowed slowly.

Shi Yong's face suddenly pulled down and he whispered: "Yes, the adults are in a high position and can't eat any candy, so how can we care about the things of our small families..."

Zhao Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

After a moment, a sigh.

"I'll eat."

Shi Yong's expression changed, his lips raised lightly, his eyebrows flew, and he became happy, pushing his shoulders with both hands.

"Sir, I'm going to change the dressings for you."

Zhao Yin slowly lay on his back on the chair, his eyes lowered, and did not look at her.

Changing the wound was extremely difficult for Zhao Yin, and his body was tense almost instantly.

Shi Yong opened the medical box and glanced at him. Seeing his face calm but his eyelashes trembled, he bent his lips slightly and quickly squatted down to take off his outer robe. Because of the injury, Zhao Yin wore a very loose and soft middle robe at home, with a thin texture and very comfortable to touch.

Shi Yong felt a little shaking.

"Does it hurt?"

She gently pressed the edge of the wound.

"Yeah." Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes so deep that it seemed that people would fall into it at any time. He looked at Shi Yong, looked at her dexterous hands, looked at her slightly frown brows, looked at her cautious appearance, and took a deep breath.

"Ashi."

Shi Yong did not look up.

"Sir, I'll be fine soon."

After rebirth and rehabilitation, Shi Yong was able to treat his wounds quickly to avoid being too long and both of them were embarrassed. After all, the adult is a shy adult, and she has to maintain his dignity. If it was like that every day, he was afraid that he would not dare to see her again in the future.

Unexpectedly, what Zhao Yin thought was completely different from her.

Today, he was very "calm" and had no reaction.

"Listen to Yu'an, many people are talking about you?"

Shi Yong was slightly stunned, looked up and glanced at him, raised his lips slightly, and chuckled gently, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were calm.

"So what? I don't care."

She was telling the truth, but Zhao Yin felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

In the silence, the two of them looked at each other.

Zhao Yin stared at Yong for a long time and suddenly asked, "Why don't you let me marry you?"

Shi Yong joked: "You know yourself."

Zhao Yin's eyebrows suddenly frowned and his eyes were deep.

Shi Yong suddenly looked up, "Then will you marry?"

Zhao Yin:...

Shi Yong saw him like a donkey, and he would only look at his own entanglement. He snorted and used tweezers to pick up the gauze on his wound. The gauze was stuck on the wound with the dressing, and it would hurt when it was torn apart. She used a little force, "Call it if it hurts!"

The sudden pain seemed to pierce the heart and the bones.

Zhao Yin gritted his teeth, "It's okay."

Shi Yong withdrew his gaze lightly, turned on the gauze and looked at the wound, "Hold on it."

She pulled the gauze down hard. Zhao Yin was so painful that his forehead was sweating. He looked at her with gritted teeth, and Liang Liang said a word.

"Marry!"

Shi Yong paused his hand and was so scared that he fell down his tweezers.

"What did you say?"

"Hiss!" The pointed pliers of the tweezers poked directly into Zhao Yin's wound.

Zhao Yin couldn't help but groaned this time. Seeing her staring at him pretending to be stupid, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her arms around her, his eyes turned cold.

"Your heart is made of stone?"

Shi Yong came back to his senses and found that his wound was bleeding again, and he was accidentally poked with tweezers. He felt guilty and embarrassed, "I didn't pay attention, is it painful for me?"

Zhao Yin's face was cold: "What do you think?"

Shi Yong lowered his head: "It hurts."

Zhao Yin: "I'll ask you one last question."

Shi Yong's heartbeat was very fast. In his sudden response to "marry", his expression was a little free. Hearing this, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he glanced at him, "It's not made of stone, it's made of iron."

Zhao Yin pursed his lips and looked at her coldly.

Shi Yong applied medicine to him again. In order to prevent him from suffering, she focused on her hands until she finished treating his wounds. She realized that Zhao Yin had not spoken for a long time.

She looked up and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes, "Why don't you be happy?"

Shi Yong was stunned, "What am I happy about? Why should I be happy?"

Zhao Yin's face was pulled down, and he was a little terrible. The sweat on his forehead was not dry. When he looked at her, a knife seemed to stretch out his eyes, and he was viciously trying to cut her heart open, which made Shi Yong feel very funny.

She packed up the utensils in front of her, lowered her head, and stared at Zhao Yin's eyes.

"Sir, do you really want to marry me?"

Zhao Yin's tight cold face relaxed a little.

"When did you tell lies?"

He looked at her lightly, as if he was talking about her - always telling lies.

Shi Yong raised his eyebrows guiltily and chuckled without objection, "I forgot about the last time I was punished to kneel on the ancestral hall?"

"Didn't forget."

Zhao Yin looked at her for a long time, suddenly sighed and slowly grabbed her hand.

"You can't kneel for nothing."

It means that the ancestral hall has already kneeled down, and you will suffer if you don’t marry it?

Shi Yong saw him serious, then looked down at the slender hand that was holding her tightly. He felt the warmth from his palm, and suddenly smiled: "Sir, you are right. You can't take advantage of your ancestors. I agree. If you dare to marry, I dare to marry."

Zhao Yin:...

Staring at her, he said word by word, "You woman."

She didn't say anything just now, and he was unhappy.

Now that she answered so simply, he seemed unhappy.

Shi Yong wondered, "What do you want me?"

Zhao Yin glanced at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and added the sentence just now, "You woman has no heart."

"Nonsense." Shi Yong smiled and looked at him seriously, "I was just too surprised and too nervous. After all, I am just an ordinary woman and never dared to be a master Xiao Xiang..."

"Who said you are ordinary?" Zhao Yin looked at her eyebrows and eyes, with a pair of dark eyes full of emotions. He looked at her hesitating for a moment, and said softly: "Withyness is quiet, comfort and stability is calm, and attack Dami and firm, and no one can fight against him. Who is a mortal?"

Shi Yong's heart was shocked.

Not only is it because Zhao Yin gave her such high evaluation and praise, but also because there was a sentence before this sentence, "Follow the changes, and do not strive for the first place", as if it was implying that she deliberately "hidden her skills", not showing her sharpness, not showing off her limelight, not really being content with the status quo, but just waiting for some opportunity.

This sentence made Shi Yong suddenly awake.

She is not Shi Yong, she should be Song Ashi.

At least, in front of Zhao Yin, Song Ashi would be much safer than Shi Yong.

She couldn't even imagine that if one day Zhao Yin knew that the woman in front of him was not the Song Ashi who was determined to treat his leg problems, but the infamous female devil Shi Yong who was killed by everyone, could he still say the word "marry" calmly?

He might marry Song Ashi.

But he would never marry Shi Yong.

"What are you talking about?"

She blinked in confusion, "I can't understand a word."
To be continued...