"Well" Yan Yeyi faintly made a faint note in his nasal cavity, and gently placed me on the white wooden stool in front of the white piano.
"Come" Yan Yeyi carefully pulled out my hand and carefully picked out the broken glass in his palm for me. The white light shone on him, and the blue diamonds on his nose shone softly. At this time, Yan Yeyi
Ye Yi is as gentle as a prince in a fairy tale
"Oops!" A stinging pain in the palm of my hand pulled me back from my nymphomaniac state.
"Did it hurt you?" Oh my god! Is this the Yan Yeyi I know? So gentle, so gentle that I thought it was a dream, a dream in a fairy tale. "I won't allow you to be hurt in any way." Yan Yeyi was domineering.
His tone and serious eyes made my head confused.
Looking at Yan Yeyi's wrapped little hand, he looked so professional. "Yan Yeyi, let me wrap your hand for you!" Although I wasn't sure I knew how to wrap it, looking at his bloody arm, somewhere in my heart
Vague pain
"Don't you ask me why?" Yan Ye raised his head slightly, his amber eyes so deep that no emotion could be seen.
"You don't want to tell me!" Yes, why did he tell me?
"The old woman forced me to get engaged to Bertha, but the old man strongly opposed it." Yan Ye's calm tone seemed to be talking about other people's affairs. Didn't he love Yin Bertha very much? Why did he feel so unwilling?
"Really?" Suddenly I felt very lost, I can't do this.
"Then bless you! Anyway, I am also under the contract." I forced myself to smile, but my heart was filled with sorrow as to where Yan Yeyi's injury came from. It seemed like it was scratched by some sharp weapon. That touching line
Although the wound had stopped bleeding, scarlet flesh was clearly splitting out from the nearly five centimeter long wound, and the blood around the wound had condensed into pimples. "Yan Yeyi, does it hurt?" Deep in his heart, a violent sting spread completely.
"You bless us..." Yan Yeyi didn't seem to hear my question, talking to himself in the air
"Well, bless you" I can only bless you
Then, there was deathly silence
"Oops! Stupid pig head, you want to murder this young master!" Yan Yeyi suddenly jumped up in a frenzy.
"Hey, you damn duck, I'm not a lady, you know that." Really, I'm not a nurse.
"I don't care, you hurt me, how can you compensate me?" Yan Yeyi looked like he wanted a fair death.
"Uh! That's good!" I lowered my head and gently pecked the white gauze with my lips like a chicken pecking at rice. "Hurry up! Otherwise I will despise you."
Yan Yeyi looked at the gauze wrapped like failed rice dumplings in a daze, "Ben, I will not let you despise me!" Yan Yeyi immediately jumped on the stool and looked down at me like a proud peacock.
"Yan Yeyi, can you play it for me?" I pointed at the white piano and made a very excessive request.
"No, go to bed quickly" Yan Yeyi refused without giving any face.
"Hey, you stingy guy!" I tugged on his ears in dissatisfaction.
"You are such a stingy pig..."
"Stingy duck...."
The moonlight is very pure, reflecting the two people playing in the crystal glass wall
(Mao Mao: coax! Our Highness Ye is ready to be moved!)