Looking at her expression, it was clear that she knew what she was asking.
However, Bo Zhanye was not stingy: "After changing the medicine, lie down and talk."
"Oh." Lan Xixi quickened her movements and treated his wounds quickly.
His wound was very deep. It was cut by the climbing rope. His flesh and blood were flying, and the muscles and bones inside were visible. No matter how you looked at it, it was seeping through.
There was a layer of gloom and distress in her heart: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have agreed to your going, otherwise there would have been no danger or injury."
Bo Zhanye expected that she would be sad and blame herself when she saw the wound. He did not plan to show it to her before arriving at Bo's house.
But then he got a little selfish.
When she was with Nan Jingting, he was more or less concerned and felt in danger.
Therefore, he naturally hopes that she will see his dedication and efforts, and even if it is out of guilt, he also hopes that she will love him more.
However, at this moment, seeing the gloominess on her little face and the starlight in her eyes, he suddenly regretted this decision and comforted her softly:
"It's okay, this little injury is nothing. Besides, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a blessing in the future. My future blessing is to marry you."
Affectionate and gentle, pleasant and charming.
Lan Xixi's heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at him with wet eyes: "You're still talking about love at this time, why don't you go to a training class and become a love mentor?"
Bo Zhanye smiled: "Professional skills are only for you and teach others. What if someone uses my method to tease you, what should I do if someone is better than me?"
"Tch, no matter how good the technique is, it only makes sense if it is done by one person. Anyone else would just find it annoying." Lan Xixi carefully wiped the wound and began to apply medicine.
Bo Zhanye frowned, and while she was applying the medicine, he said, "Did Nan Jingting say any love words to you? Do you find it annoying or do you like it?"
Lan Xixi was startled when she was asked!
She and Brother Nan had been getting along as friends since childhood. He didn't know if it was because she was younger than him, but he never said anything. When they met later, she had already given birth to a child.
Now, he is as upright as ever.
She said: "No, Brother Nan doesn't know how to talk about love."
"Huh?" Bo Zhanye raised his brows with a hint of displeasure: "Why do I hear a bit of regret in your tone? Loneliness?"
Lan Xixi shook her head quickly: "I didn't mean that. I meant that Brother Nan is upright and kind. He only does things and doesn't know love words or sweet words."
After she finished speaking, Bo Zhanye's face became darker and darker, and he stared at her: "Then you mean that I am not upright and kind, I don't do things, I only talk sweet words?"
no!
Are men so good at getting into trouble?
Lan Xixi just gave him good medicine, bandaged him, and stood up: "You are so jealous, the air is sour."
After saying that, she took the basin to the bathroom to fill it with water. It took two minutes to come out.
Bo Zhanye pulled her to the narrow bed and lay down together, his eyes locked on her:
"No matter how jealous you are, it's because of you. Tell me, what did you mean just now?"
Lan Xixi didn't expect that he really cared. She looked into his eyes and said, "You are good at doing things and flirting. You are the most handsome and outstanding. You are different from Brother Nan. I don't mean that you are a sweet talker."
Bo Zhanye's face became a little better and he asked: "Which one do you like?"
Is he trying to break the casserole and ask the question, insisting on deciding the winner?
Lan Xixi could only say: "I like you, I like you, I like you, is that okay?"
"Remove the last three words."
Lan Xixi frowned, then realized what he meant, and raised her hands to hug his waist:
"I like you, I like you, I like you."
As she spoke, she snuggled into his arms. She was so small and cute.
All Bo Zhanye's emotions dissipated and were replaced by deep tenderness: "I love you more than you like me."
The sudden confession was a reply to her previous request and she would say it again now.
Lan Xixi's little body froze.
The I love you message on the phone at that time was a confession on the verge of death, filled with grief and farewell.