Yin Lu was standing outside the door, holding bandages, disinfectant, and a medical kit in his hands. He refused to go in. Xin Qing sat inside and refused to come out.
"It's really not a big deal, it's just that you deprived me of my warmth once." Xinqing's eyes lowered to the broken flower.
...Yin Lu pursed her lower lip...Is this stupid woman so hard to get along with herself?
Yin Lu was stunned when he saw that thin but tenacious figure.
He slowly approached the figure, and her face became clearer and clearer. Yin Lu saw that her whitened lips had been bitten so hard that they were bleeding. However, there was no expression on her face, it was still so light.
Evil charm.
After a long time, she smiled: "I said, please get out of here, don't you understand?"
The moonlight flows gently.
They were as white as Xia Xinqing's face. She was still smiling, but there seemed to be a sharp knife in her smile. Yin Lu's long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Yin Lu took a step forward, slowly squatted down, stared at her with his eyes lowered, pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, pulled her slender fingers, and held her white wrist.
Under the clear night, Xia Xinqing smiled.
Her smile flowed slowly like water in the quiet night: "Let me say it for the last time, Mr. Yin Lu, please leave my place quickly."
There was an unconcealable pain in Yin Lu's heart. He ignored Xinqing's obvious order to expel guests, slowly opened the hand holding the medical kit, and took out gauze, bandages, and disinfectant.
Xin Qing was startled for a moment, and then began to resist vigorously. Yin Lu lowered his head and saw Xia Xinqing's cold eyes. He couldn't help but shudder. He felt that Xin Qing's eyes were so scary, as if a terrifying evil force was brewing.
Then, it will erupt like a volcano at any time when you don't expect it.
"Yin Lu, let me go." She frowned slightly, her light eyebrows, straight nose, reddish lips, and indifferent eyes contained deep emotions.
The voice was so soft that it was almost transparent: "Let me go, please."
Yin Lu smiled slightly.
There was a stabbing pain in my heart.
There is an odd quietness in the air.
In the slightly open door.
The gentle wind blew the snow-white window screens.
He sighed helplessly, why was it like this again? Is this potted flower really that important to her? She could have a cold war with him all afternoon, and then treat herself like this.
Did he really do something wrong?
Yin Lu lowered his head and said nothing, looking at the broken flower, and then shifted his gaze to Xin Qing's face, his expression changed, and he finally lowered his head in frustration.
if-
"I did something wrong, please tell me."
Cold eyes, thin lips, arrogant chin, and his deep voice.