"I just don't want to drink it" he threw away the cup of tea in his hand
The scalding tea spilled onto Yilin's hand without any leakage.
It hurts so much! I didn’t cry out, but there was just a hint of pain in my expression.
It really hurts, and suddenly I really want to cry. Is it easy for me? Is it easy for me to be a good person?
"It's up to you, my kindness ends here," he said while blowing gently on the back of his hand.
Leng Aotian seemed to be having a good time. He just drank tea without saying anything and looked at him casually.
It hurts so much! I guess this tea was brought by the waiter just now, otherwise it wouldn’t be so hot
It hurts so much! I kept blowing on the burned back of my hand
Why are the two princes of this royal family so hateful and annoying! One is like a piece of ice, not easy to get close to, and the other is a stubborn idiot.
He suddenly grabbed Yilin's hand and said, "Bring me a drink. I want to drink."
"Let go, you're hurting me." The hand that was burned just now is hurting even more intensely.
She pulled out her hand with force, and the anger and pain in her hand invaded her.
He slapped her face hard and said, "Damn it, your sister, just go to hell. Don't drink. Drinking doesn't work. I'll tell you a very good way. Just jump out of here. It's direct, simple and fast."
Click to jump now, while you are still drunk, jump down and save you from pain."
We are on the third floor of the restaurant now. If we really want to jump down, we can just fall into a vegetative state.
Although he was drunk, he seemed to understand her words
At this moment, he is looking ahead with dull eyes like a fool.
If you're afraid of death, I know you don't have the courage. You pretend to be like a love saint, but in fact you are also a afraid of death. You only know how to drink.
Looking at him with a decisive look of disdain
She seemed to have forgotten that there was Leng Aotian in this wing.
I couldn't help but look to the side, and my eyes just happened to catch his.
"Your Majesty, your subordinates were a little out of sorts just now. I'm sorry." He blurted it out without much thought.
Leng Aotian didn't say anything, he just stared at the back of his burned hands.
He gently took her hand, very gently, as if he was afraid that she would be in pain
"Here comes someone" Leng Aotian said
"What are your orders from the Fourth Prince?" the waiter asked respectfully.
"Go get some burn plaster," he said in a commanding tone.
Watching him gently hold his hand in his hand and gently rub the plaster with his hand, he just felt a slight cool feeling on the burned area.
He couldn't help but feel very touched. He didn't know why he just wanted to cry. Unconsciously, tears started to flow down, and drops of tears fell on the back of his hands.
At this moment, the surroundings are very quiet, very quiet, it seems that there is only the sound of tears pattering on the back of my hands.
The tears don't seem to want to stop at all, they flow without interruption
I really want to control myself from crying, but I really can’t. The more I try to control it, the more I fall.
Suddenly I felt his hand gently leave my hand, so I raised my head, but the tears of disappointment continued to flow down.
I can’t help but wonder how many tear ducts I have! How come my tears can flow so endlessly!
I seemed to see the loving expression in his eyes, so my tears flowed even more crazily.