As midnight approaches, I go from the kitchen to the Zen room. The lights are weak, and I look at it from afar, like a ghost fire.
Qin Songyao followed Bo Siyan all the way. Bo Siyan took a little slower and she became nervous.
Only when she arrived at the Zen room did she feel safe as "going to the base camp".
"I have two kinds of eye drops, which one do you use?" she asked.
"what ever."
Bo Siyan didn't have the patience to go and sat down next to the bed, obviously waiting for her to come up to serve her.
Qin Songyao looked at the medicine and took care of it, picked one of them, and walked to him.
She looked at his eyes and said, "You are definitely offending the immortal, otherwise you can't be so serious."
Bo Siyan: "The little monk said you should defeat me, maybe you are by my side and the evil spirit is too heavy."
Qin Songyao: “…”
I don't want to give him eye drops.
"Hurry up." He urged.
Qin Songyao let out a whisper in his heart and took a step forward.
"You raise your head a little."
Bo Siyan did it impatiently.
Qin Songyao held eye drops in one hand, but there was no place to put the other hand, just covering the man's face.
Bo Siyan also noticed her "staying distance". He snorted coldly in his heart and laughed at her for being artificial.
They have never done anything, and once they divorce, they will be unable to understand the men and women.
Pretentious.
Just as he was thinking, Qin Songyao just squeezed the potion bottle and a drop of liquid fell into his eyes.
He walked in a daze, subconsciously closed his eyes, and turned his face away.
"Why!"
Qin Songyao held his chin and watched the bean-sized water beads rolling from the corner of his eyes, she tickled, "Why are you so anxious to close your eyes? The potion has run out."
A delicate touch came from the chin, and the woman's nails were accidentally scraped by, and an indescribable numbness came.
Bo Siyan frowned, moved his face slightly, and replied, "It's because you have too much potion, I squeezed out after closing my eyes a little."
Qin Songyao was speechless.
She patiently shook the potion in her hand at him and said, "I'll give it to you for the first time, squeeze it out again, you can just drip it yourself."
Bo Siyan hummed lightly, "Hurry up, my neck is sore."
Qin Songyao complained in his heart: Sexy!
She withdrew her chin's hand.
Bo Siyan pursed his lips, and discomfort flashed in his heart. The next second, the woman stretched out her fingers and stretched out her eyelids.
"Don't move!" she directed.
His eyebrows slightly closed, but he didn't move.
They were able to lean in. She stood between his legs and leaned over while being closer. He could only support her with one hand and lean back slightly. With this posture, he could clearly see her expression changes.
She looked serious and stared in his eyes quietly.
Speaking of which, it has been a long time since they were so quiet.
I don’t know when, when we met, we would face each other like a black-eyed chicken.
"Qin Songyao."
As soon as his voice came out, a potion bead fell. He felt uncomfortable and instinctively wanted to close his eyes, but she predicted it in advance, and he stopped him from closing his eyes with two fingers.
After two seconds, she was sure that the potion had not come out, and she was about to let go.
However, the second he closed his eyes, something like tears rolled down.
She said "ah" and subconsciously intercepted the bead with her fingers.
"It's not seen again."
Bo Siyan looked at her and said quietly: "It's tears."
"ah?"
"You try to open your eyelids. You won't cry after a long time."
Qin Songyao curled his lips, but it was good not to drip again.