Jiang Nanyan was really worried that Huangfulian's emotions would be too excited, which would affect the wounds on his body. She quickly patted his back and whispered comfort, "Huangfulian, don't be excited! If you don't want me to go, I won't go."
That’s it.”
After hearing her words, Huangfulian's mood calmed down a little.
"Yan'er..." He lowered his head and leaned against Jiang Nanyan's ear, gently rubbing her neck like an injured beast in need of comfort.
Occasionally, Huangfulian touched her phoenix crown, causing the fine pearls covering her face to collide together, making a crisp sound.
Jiang Nanyan said nothing, standing there quietly, patting Huangfu Lian's back, and constantly murmuring to comfort him.[
After a long while, Huangfulian's mood finally stabilized completely, and the hand around Jiang Nanyan's waist relaxed slightly.
Jiang Nanyan sighed secretly, and tried his best to separate the two of them without appearing rude. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from Huangfulian's forehead with his sleeves, "Don't always be so prone to mood swings, Wu Yu said
Well, if you don't keep your mind calm, the time for the wound to heal will be pushed back again."
Jiang Nanyan looked worried.
As soon as Wu Yu came to review Huangfulian's wounds, he always said something to make Huangfulian relax.
Every time, Huangfulian would nod in agreement, but as soon as she turned around, she would forget Wu Yu's words again.