Huangfulian has not forgotten Jiang Nanyan's expression when she saw the blood on her body just now.
He didn't want to scare her again.
"But your hands?" Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian's gauze-wrapped hands with a worried look on her face.
She was a little worried that if Huangfulian's hand touched the water, something bad would happen and the wound would worsen.
"Better, let me help you." Jiang Nanyan gritted her teeth and said.[
Hearing what she said, Huangfulian's eyes were so soft that she could almost squeeze out water. He stared at Jiang Nanyan for a moment, stretched out his hand to caress her face, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
"I just washed my face, no, it's okay." Jiang Nanyan looked a little embarrassed by him, blushed and lowered her head.
She did not dare to look directly into Huangfulian's eyes, fearing that she would drown in those tender eyes.
Looking at Huangfulian, she didn't feel her heart beating faster or feeling uncomfortable all over her body, but she couldn't deny that Huangfulian's eyes, actions, and even every expression made her feel warm.
This feeling was completely different from what Xia Houfengli brought to him.
Xia Houfengli made her angry and jealous... In the end, she couldn't help but be afraid when she thought of Xiahou Fengli...
But the feeling Huangfulian gave her gradually transformed from the initial fear into warmth.
Now, Jiang Nanyan even felt that as long as Huangfulian was by her side, she would not feel scared no matter where she was.