The broken edge of the Ye Ming Cup was sharp and accidentally scratched Lin Huiyin's palm, causing blood to come out.
Ye Xian had no interest in the banquet at all. He was wasting time with his eyes lowered in a lonely manner. When he heard a cracking sound next to his ears, he quickly turned his head and saw the blood droplets in Lin Huiyin's hand. He frowned and thought about it.
Without thinking, he reached out and held her hand, with a hint of concern in his serious tone: "How did you do it?"
Lin Huiyin used her strength to deliberately cut herself with the broken luminous cup, and then stretched out her hand in front of Ye Xian, shouting at his coquettish way that it hurt, but she didn't expect that the plan in her heart had not yet been implemented.
, Ye Xian had already nervously held her hand.
Lin Huiyin stared blankly into Ye Xian's gorgeous eyes, which flashed with anxiety and a flash of panic.
Although it only passed by in a flash, Lin Huiyin still found it clearly.
Ye Xian... panicked?
Lin Huiyin looked at Ye Xian with wide eyes, and for a while, her brain turned around.
Ye Xian quickly brought Lin Huiyin's hand to her lips, lowered her head slightly and kissed away the blood beads in her hand.
The tip of his tongue was soft and smooth, licking the palm of her hand, giving her a slight tingling feeling, which made Lin Huiyin freeze in place.
Fortunately, the wound was not deep, just a few shallow wounds. Ye Xian licked and kissed her wound a few times, and the bleeding stopped.
Ye Xian stared at the palm of her hand with unworried nervousness, slowly observing the small wounds, raised her eyelids worriedly, and glanced at Lin Huiyin: "Does it hurt?"
Lin Huiyin had not recovered from the shock caused by Ye Xian's actions, and her eyes were slightly dull as she looked at his elegant and charming face.
"Why are you so careless?" Ye Xian's tone was slightly reproachful. He picked up an elegant handkerchief on the table and wiped away the solidified blood stains on Lin Huiyin's palm bit by bit.
His strength was very gentle, not at all like the usual ruthless Black Prince.
Lin Huiyin blinked, feeling like he was dreaming, so he replied stupidly: "I didn't mean it."
"Yes." Ye Xian responded softly, put away the handkerchief, threw it casually on the table, then called a disciple from the Holy Mountain and ordered them to bring a silver cup.
Lin Huiyin held the silver cup and felt a small tingling pain in the palm of his hand, but a hint of warmth emerged in his heart. He was worried that she would accidentally crush the luminous cup, so he specially prepared this for her.
A silver cup that cannot be broken or broken?
Lin Huiyin turned his head to look at Ye Xian, and found that he had regained his composure at this time, sitting aside calmly and calmly, with his eyes slightly lowered, his posture proud, and the anxiety and panic just now seemed to be gone from his face.
.......
Lin Huiyin was suddenly not sure if he was dazzled just now and looked away.
Ye Xian felt Lin Huiyin looking at him, so he glanced at her and found that she didn't move her chopsticks in front of the delicious food on the table. He turned his head, put his mouth to her ear, and asked softly: "Why don't you eat?"
His voice was very soft, with a hint of seduction, and his breath smelled like the scented tea he had just drank. It smelled very good, and it sprayed on her face, making her heart tremble.