"This gun is not fatal, but as long as the person who uses it understands the acupoints of the human body, it will be very powerful. It can hold a hundred silver needles, enough to knock down more than a dozen experts... Wuya, what's wrong with you? The heart is not
Comfortable?"
Long Xinghe, who was introducing the function of the cyclone gun, looked up and saw Feng Wuya's frown on his face.
She immediately pulled the whirlwind into her pocket casually and went over to support Feng Wuya: "Do you feel uncomfortable in your heart? Is it uncomfortable? I'll go find Ali!"
Long Xinghe helped him sit on the chair, turned around and was about to leave.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he took a step, his wrist was pulled by him.
Long Xinghe lowered his head and looked at the big palm that held his wrist, and was a little confused.
He has always disliked contact with girls.
Although she is as ugly as a ghost now, she is still a girl after all.
"Wuya..."
"I'm fine, I'm just... I feel a little uncomfortable for some reason, here." He covered his heart's location.
When Long Xinghe saw it, he became even more nervous: "I'll let Ali come over and show you."
He had a heart surgery and his heart was uncomfortable at this time, which was definitely not a trivial matter.
I'm afraid that there will be sequelae after the operation.
But he didn't let go.
"Wuya, let go first, I will come back soon." Long Xinghe understood that when the disease occurs, the patient always feels very insecure.
He held his hand tightly, and she couldn't bear to push him away.
After thinking about it, he could only turn to the door and want to call Jiang Tao.
But Feng Wuya stopped him: "I don't want to see anyone now."
"But……"
"I said, I don't want to see anyone!" This time, Feng Wuya's tone was aggravated.
Seeing that she was still looking at her worriedly, Feng Wuya's voice finally calmed down: "I'm really fine, but... it's fine now."
Just now, when she thought that she was about to finish everything, she was about to leave. She felt a little uncomfortable.
"That……"
Long Xinghe still lowered his head and looked at the five fingers that he held his wrist.
The joints are clear and the scallions are as white as jade, and they are really unspeakable.
If the situation was not right now and he would have been held by him, she would have been really happy.
Although, I knew there was no result.
Feng Wuya knew where her questions were, and he himself also had a lot of questions.
Why did he hold her and not let go?
But he himself, he didn't know.
But Long Xinghe thought of a reason for him: "Don't be afraid, make yourself calm and your heart will not feel uncomfortable."
Feng Wuya was slightly stunned for a moment, and then looked at her worried look when she stared at her, and suddenly she understood.
It turned out that she thought he was afraid of illness, so she held her.
That way, at least there is no need for explanation.
He has never been an explanation person.
"Don't panic, calm yourself down." Long Xinghe was still comforting.
Feng Wuya looked up at her face.
Only then did Long Xinghe remember that for the sake of convenience, she didn't even wear a veil when she didn't go out in the room.
Now, the scars on the whole face were presented to him without reservation.
For a moment, Long Xinghe felt ashamed and didn't dare to look directly at his gaze.
Later, she let it go again.
It was so ugly that he could see clearly for a long time. What else could he cover?
Thinking of this, my eyes were bright and generous.
She smiled and said, "Are you scared by my face? If you don't like it, I will wear a veil."