Yan Beicheng is still the same as in the past. He bares his teeth in pain and complains discontentedly, "I'm just like this for you. You are such a woman. It's really, cough, the most poisonous woman."
As he said this, he coughed and looked pale.
Mo Shanghua's eyes didn't show any annoyance. Instead, he quickly raised his hand and patted him on the chest. He wanted to help him to be smooth. He just put his palm on his chest, and then he was suddenly stunned, and the action in his hand stopped.
She, how could she care so much about a person? Is it because he saved her that she would subconsciously do so?
He was puzzled in his heart, but Yan Beicheng's lips began to remind him, "I've been hurt like this, but the princess still wants to be frivolous with me. It seems that I've really" wronged "you in the past."
Mo Shanghua Yingrun white ears have no origin of a red, busy hand pulled back, "you nonsense, say so many words, it's not good for your internal injury, you'd better sit quietly, I'll heal for you."
As he spoke, he was about to twist the ointment and continue to apply it. However, Mou Guang suddenly glanced at the back of Yan Beicheng's hand, which he had not yet had time to take back. Unexpectedly, there was a bright red burn. At a glance, he knew that he had just received it today and had not yet had time to bandage it.
She directly put light action, his hand pulled over, drooping eyes carefully watching, willow eyebrow a little bit of frown up, eyes across a few unknown complex feelings, tightly pursed lips, don't know what to say.
She silently took out a small bottle of ointment again, and carefully lifted it up and wiped it on the back of his hand.
He suffered so many injuries for her, but he never said, in fact His endurance is very strong. It's just a disguise.
When Yan Beicheng looked down, he saw the long eyelashes of flowers on the street. They trembled from time to time. They scratched the heart like feathers. They itched, but they were reluctant to let go.
When Mo Shanghua wrapped his palm with gauze layer upon layer, he couldn't help hooking his lips and joking: "I didn't find that you were so considerate and gentle before. Is it painful?"
After hearing this, Mo Shanghua deliberately tightened the gauze. Seeing Yan Beicheng's grinning face, he realized that his heart was much more comfortable. He slightly raised his lips. "Of course, I love you. I just don't know if you like this strength?"
"I like Of course I do. " Yan Beicheng endured the pain and squeezed a smile from his teeth.
Mo Shanghua felt her eyebrow beating. Sheng Sheng resisted the impulse to use force and wrapped the gauze on his hand. Then she went to continue to wrap up the wound on his shoulder, which made her face look at him.
"I want to ask you, why do you want to save me at all costs?"
Speaking, her eyes across a bit of their own have not been aware of the tension of the color, fingers slightly forced to pinch his sleeve.
Yan Beicheng didn't answer immediately, but raised his hand to touch his clean chin. After thinking for a long time, he said: "probably because I like you better, and I don't want to lose my spouse in my early years. If not, what do you think is the reason? Well
In the deep of his eyes, like the clear moonlight, there was a faint and unclear color. Maybe, even he didn't know what kind of mood he was in.
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