During the social gathering, it was very lively and the people of Yun were in full harmony.
Li Heng and the others are still busy, serving meals and providing various services.
When serving Shenyan's dishes, he brought up a pot of hot fish head soup. He leaned forward and placed the hot pot firmly on the table. He pushed up his sleeves to reveal the red marks on his wrists where he had just tied the balloon.
Shen Yan, who was sitting not far away, could see clearly...
There was another mother at the next table who couldn't stop, asking for this now and then that. Now her son was even more naughty and spilled beans all over the floor. She called Li Heng to come over and clean them up.
Standing and squatting on the ground, picking up and wiping...
At this end, Shen Yan put down his chopsticks, lowered his head, took out his mobile phone and sent a message...
Li Heng came out with the dishes again and walked towards the hall. He found that there were fewer and fewer people, but he did not stop. Until he came in, the hall was completely silent except for Shen Yan sitting there.
Seeing this, Li Heng breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the busyness could be relieved. She still brought the dishes in her hands and put them on the table with a sullen face, "What's the matter with you? It's too obvious to do this. You, you are hiding it to yourself."
Yes, there are so many people!”
Shen Yan, who was sitting sideways, didn't say a word. He just took off his glasses and put them on the table next to him in a hurry. Then he patted the stool in front of him to tell her to sit down.
Li Heng ignored him and turned around to leave. As soon as Shen Yan stood up and grabbed her wrist, she pulled her over and hugged her, sitting on his lap, and whispered, "You are my third sister-in-law after all."
Li Heng still didn't know what he meant. He took out a tube of ointment from his pocket, twisted it open, squeezed it on his fingertips, and then wiped it on her red scarred wrist. He still whispered, "This is what I gave to Si last time."
My brother brought it with me. He used it and told me to keep a tube for myself." Li Heng heard this, pouted, and twisted his hands, "He used the Bigu Shang." Shen Yan tightly wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly.
The arm told her not to move, "Oh, this is unused, don't move it!"...
It turns out that when Shenyan said, "You are my third sister-in-law after all," he meant that he was just looking out for his third brother, and I felt sorry for seeing you "working so hard". In fact, it actually had something to do with his third brother.
Broken bones are connected to tendons, they are brothers. His third brother is the one who gets involved in her even the slightest bit of illness. He somehow can't bear to see her get hurt because he feels uncomfortable anyway!
Anyway, Li Heng didn't understand what was wrong with him, because he always remembered that he was the murderer who wanted to harm her, so after so many "Shen Yan's kindness to her", Li Heng was like being blind and blinded, or he was on guard.
Either she meant well or acted like a donkey. At this moment, she was really tired and had no energy to make trouble with him. Besides, now that she was so close, she thought of his "only neck that was rare to her", so she might as well
He jumped in, bit open his collar with his mouth, and dug his nose right in there!
At this time, Li Heng was lying in his arms in a particularly awkward and very soft posture, because his hand was being held by him to apply the medicine, but his head was buried in his neck. Although Shen Yan was "inexplicably unable to see him"
"The red mark on her wrist" even used hidden guards to clear the place, which made her feel upset, but since she had already done it, so what, let's just arrange the "task" along the way. Let's just chat with her.
The movements of applying the medicine on his hands were gentle. His hands were very beautiful, and the tips of his fingers slid gently on her wrists. She looked like a real fairy! He tilted his head slightly and spoke to her in a low voice, but it was all serious.
Talking about things... Shenyan, at your age, this strange combination of "immortal" and old conservative, does it mean that it is better to waste nature's resources violently, or to use miraculous craftsmanship?