Nangong Xian hugged Li Yanxiang and strode forward. In his arms, Li Yanxiang felt the warmth he brought to her and was intoxicated by his serious and burning eyes.
Just being held by him like this, listening to the familiar beating of his heart, suddenly reminded her of another person, and he was Qing Ge.
I still remember that at that time, she also liked being held by him. Only when she was facing him could she act coquettishly and show the posture that a little woman should have.
He once had a heartbeat like his, which warmed people's hearts and made her feel that he was her only safe haven. But it all ended the moment he stabbed the dagger into her heart with his own hands.
Don't be naive, that love can't come back! He has betrayed her!
Li Yanxiang quickly pulled herself back from her fantasy. She tried to push Nangong Xian away. At this time, she saw that Nangong Xian had already carried her to a nearby pavilion. The name of this pavilion was Yue Qing Pavilion.
There is a square stone table placed inside, and around the stone table are four circular stone benches. The pavilion is surrounded by a long sitting corridor.
Nangong Xian gently placed Li Yanxiang on the stone bench, then squatted down, looked up at her, and took off her boots without any explanation.
"Hey, what are you going to do!" Li Yanxiang couldn't help being frightened. She tried to kick Nangong Xian, but suddenly stopped when she met his gentle and kind eyes.
"Didn't your foot get sprained because you jumped suddenly in Jingqian Pavilion just now?" As he spoke, Nangong Xian couldn't help but gently rub Li Yanxiang's left foot and took off her socks.
Sure enough, it was because he accidentally twisted his foot just now, and his left foot seemed to be swollen. Looking at the swollen foot, Nangong Xian couldn't help but frown slightly, with a look of pity in his eyes.
Nangong Xian rubbed Li Yanxiang's feet very gently with her hands. Her feet were like priceless works of art, for fear of hurting her.
"Ah..." When the painful area was rubbed, Li Yanxiang couldn't help but screamed softly, took a breath of cold air, and then quickly bit her lips to stop herself from making any sound.
Nangong Xian couldn't help but look up at Li Yanxiang, "It hurts, doesn't it? Then why were you not careful just now?"
Li Yanxiang glanced at Nangong Xian complainingly. It wasn't all because of him. If it hadn't been for him, if she hadn't been afraid of being caught by him, she wouldn't have been in such a hurry to jump off the second floor balcony of Jingqian Pavilion.
, and you won’t sprain your foot!
Nangong Xian stared into Li Yanxiang's eyes and said solemnly: "It's because of me, right? Are you afraid of being caught by me?"
Li Yanxiang quickly looked away from Nangong Xian. He always surprised her. It was as scary as he could read her mind.
Nangong Xian said in a deep voice: "Actually, why are you so worried? I am not an indiscriminate person, and I will not hurt you easily."
I don't know why, but Li Yanxiang really believed his words at this moment. Yes, he would not harm her, no.
"Fortunately, I brought this with me, just enough to use it." As he said this, Nangong Xian quickly took out a small square white box from his pocket, opened the box, and took out a piece of crystal white
of paste.
He held it in his hand and gently rubbed the sprained area of Li Yanxiang's right foot with extremely gentle movements.
When the paste is applied to the feet, there is a refreshing feeling, and suddenly the feet no longer hurt. It is so cool and comfortable.