"I didn't miss you! I just wanted to be soft on others!" Lan Yunyi's cheeks quickly became hot again, and she punched Yan Yinxiao's forearm.
The strong forearm was too stiff. Lan Yunyi screamed in pain and retracted her hand tremblingly.
Yan Yinxiao looked at her gasping in pain, frowned and pinched her wrist: "Does it hurt?"
Looking at her from the front, she was already red, so he held her white wrist in his hand and looked at it in the moonlight: "It looks like it's made of water. It's obviously you who hit me."
Lan Yunyi looked at him with his head lowered and his voice low. She pinched her wrist and looked at it seriously, as if she was looking at some treasure. Her heart trembled a little, and the words she originally retorted kept repeating in her mouth.
It's impossible to tell.
Yan Yinxiao waited for her answer, but saw that she didn't speak for a long time. He raised his head and looked over, only to find that she had a stupidly red face.
He chuckled softly, took out the medicinal wine and rubbed her wrists.
Her wrists were getting hotter and hotter, and the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of medicinal wine, mixed with his usual incense. Lan Yunyi felt that her heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out.
"Take the medicine again in ten days and your injury will be healed."
Yan Yinxiao found it very strange to see the little hands like frost and snow jumping up and down in his broad palm according to his movements.
"Thank you, I will repay you."
After Yan Yinxiao finished rubbing it, she felt that her sore wrists felt a little more relaxed. She slowly took back her hand and covered it gently with her other hand, as if this could cover up her racing heart.
The two walked side by side, and after a while, he spoke calmly, with a smile on his lips: "How can I repay you?"
Lan Yunyi stopped breathing when she listened to his faint voice.
How to repay?
Before she could think of anything, Yan Yinxiao continued: "Are you treating me to the Sushan that you developed for the first time? Because it was the first time, I didn't dare to give it to my senior brother or uncle, so I reciprocated the favor.
Into my bowl?"
Does he know all this?
Lan Yunyi's heart skipped a beat, and she turned to look at him in surprise, then she looked into his misty eyes, as if he wanted to suck her in.
Not knowing whether it was because of a guilty conscience or because his gray eyes were just plain scary, Lan Yunyi tripped and fell. She was unsteady and fell down.
"Eh--"
Yan Yinxiao hurriedly stretched out his hand, wrapped his long arm around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.
Before Lan Yunyi's chest collided with his, the two of them staggered. There was a hillside next to them. The two of them hugged each other and rolled down the mountain off guard.
Lan Yunyi's chin was pressed against his chest. Her eyes were filled with darkness. Her whole world was spinning. Sometimes her back was in the air, and sometimes it came into contact with the wet soil. She could only feel Yan Yinxiao's somewhat heavy breathing and the painful suffocation.
snort.
Her waist was tightened by him.
When the two of them rolled to a gentle slope, Yan Yinxiao slowly let go of her. He closed his eyes and gasped twice on the ground before saying slowly, "I'm sorry."
Lan Yunyi had a lump in her throat. How long had it been since then that he was still in the mood to say sorry for holding her too tightly?
"Are you hurt?"
Lan Yunyi hurriedly threw herself next to him, trying to see if he was injured.
The hook-like moon was mostly obscured by dark clouds, and there was no light source. The sight of Yan Yinxiao lying on the ground made her a little panicked. She knelt beside him and groped around in panic for a long time.
His muscles were very strong, and what she touched was sticky blood on her hands.
Her eyes widened, and she was about to say something when she heard Yan Yinxiao's deep voice ringing in her ears: "Stop touching, this little injury won't kill anyone."
His voice was low and had a hint of hoarseness, as if his heat and heat could be expressed in his voice.
Lan Yunyi stopped her hand in a hurry.
"There is a light and medicine in the wing. Can I help you go back and bandage your wound?" She clenched her hands into fists and looked at his head politely, not daring to look down.
"You were not so well-behaved before." Yan Yinxiao stood up holding her hand and smiled lazily at her, clearly meaning something.
Lan Yunyi couldn't help but glare at him again.
Yan Yinxiao was really weird today.
Lan Yunyi secretly helped him back to the wing, and opened the door quietly. Yan Yinxiao looked at her like a thief, smiled secretly, and said nothing.
"You go and sit down first while I look for medicine." Lan Yunyi helped him to the edge of the couch.
Yan Yinxiao sat down obediently, sitting on the couch with one leg bent. When he fell down, it seemed as if a stone had scratched his lower abdomen. It actually hurt a little now.
He shifted his attention and looked forward, seeing many scrolls placed on the small square table, like calligraphy and paintings.
Several scrolls of picture albums were spread out on the square table, as if the owner of the scrolls had half-read them and forgot to put them away.
He picked up one of the scrolls and looked at it. It showed a man.
The Bai family in the south of the city, the home of merchants, was in its weak years.
These large characters are written on the portrait, and underneath are densely packed introductions to the man's life, and next to it is the man's portrait.
Not bad in length.
The corners of Yan Yinxiao's curved mouth stiffened.
He leaned firmly on the couch and picked up another picture scroll. It was also a handsome man.
He paused in the movement of his hands, took a deep breath, and then continued to look down.
He flipped through the picture albums on the table. There were probably dozens of volumes. The men in them were all young talents, either officials or businessmen. They were all good-looking.
He looked at the dazzling array of handsome men on the small square table with an expressionless face, and the tip of his tongue touched his back molar.
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Lan Wanru was finally helped back to the Lan Mansion by Qiaodie. She lay on the bed with a swollen face for most of the day. Her brothers didn't come to visit her. Even her fourth brother, who usually cared about her the most, didn't come.
She recalled Lan Yunyi's proud smile. Everyone looked at her as if they were a god. Even Princess Lingshu believed her words and slapped herself.
Thinking of this, she felt her face burning with pain.
Without giving up, she let Qiaodie help her get up, braved the night, and limped into Lan Bojian's yard.
She asked the second brother to treat Lan Yunyi well, and then asked the second brother to ask the fourth brother to take good care of her. Although the fourth brother stayed up late to make clothes for her, and asked Lan Yunyi to cut his wrists to draw blood every day, she
But I feel this is far from enough.
She must make her fourth brother devoted to her, even his eyes will be glued to her body. It is best not to marry a wife for the rest of his life, and he can only care about her!
Thinking of this, Lan Wanru gently knocked on Lan Bojian's door.
"Second brother, are you asleep? I'm afraid you'll be hungry at night, so I specially prepared some midnight snacks for you."
She pushed the door open and walked in, and saw Lan Bojian sitting in front of his desk with a solemn expression, working with the lamp on.
He is truly a figure who looks like an immortal. He just raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes seemed not stained by any mundane world, as if he were a Buddha made of gold paint who was sitting high in front of the flickering incense.
Lan Bojian looked up and saw Lan Wanru's thin figure. Her slender hands were holding a food box. Above her were her swollen cheeks and a slap mark on one side.
"Wanru, what's wrong with your face?" Lan Bojian gently put down the brush and raised his eyes to look at her intently.
"It's okay, it's just that my sister is not sensible, so she slapped her hard... Second brother, it doesn't hurt!" Lan Wanru said hesitantly, as if she was distressed. This chapter has been completed!