After such a joke, Li Xin never appeared in front of Huangfu Jing again. He just sat in his small yard every day, looking at the fan-shaped ginkgo trees, laughing or dazed, and the slap marks on his face were still obvious.
My face is still pale, I have lost a lot of weight, I don’t eat much, and my daily life is extremely irregular.
I just didn't expect that the small courtyard where no one came would welcome my future master, Xuanyuan Yi, today.
"What's wrong with your face?" Xuanyuan Yi admitted that when he saw Li Xin, he was surprised. He didn't expect that after not seeing her for a few days, she would become like this. Her face was stained a lot, and the purple finger marks were clearly visible on her face.
"It turns out to be the prince, should I be grateful for your concern?" Li Xin said lightly, with a faint smile on his lips, but it was so fake that Xuanyuan Yi wanted to tear him apart.
That face of hers
"Don't be sarcastic." Xuanyuan Yi was not angry either. Looking at Li Xin's face, his words remained calm.
Li Xin glanced at it and said nothing, but twisted his hands together uneasily. In fact, he was still afraid of this sinister man.
"What? You can't speak well?" Xuanyuan Yi sat on the stone stool, looked at her with leisurely eyes, and said teasingly
"I don't want to talk, okay?" Li Xin yelled angrily, full of anger
Why is this man looking for me? He is annoyed and insists on hitting the muzzle of the gun. He is crazy.
Xuanyuan Yi looked at Li Xin with a faint smile in his eyes. She didn't have to pretend, and she looked more pleasing to the eye. Although her tone of voice was so aggressive, she was not angry at all. Xuanyuan Yi vaguely doubted herself.
Isn't it true that you have some masochistic tendencies?
"Okay." Xuanyuan Yi replied lightly, then took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, lifted Li Xin's chin, then gently dipped a little of it in his hand, and gently helped Li Xin smear the bruises on his face.
Seeing the panic in her eyes, Xuanyuan Yi felt relieved. In fact, this kind of her is the real her. She doesn't have to be bound by those borders. She has emotions and feelings, which is the most perfect her.
"Don't get hurt in the future." Xuanyuan Yi wiped it very carefully, and gently wiped Li Xin's face with his thin calloused fingers. After a while, Li Xin's whole face turned red.
It was so scorching that Li Xin's neck turned red in an instant.
There was a hint of ambiguity between the two of them. Li Xin suddenly slapped Xuanyuan Yi's hand away, his eyes filled with horror.