She lowered her eyes subconsciously, and just when the little fox was about to completely take over the soup from the ice spirit beast, a figure suddenly appeared.
Then a cold voice sounded, "Bing Ling, what are you doing?"
The appearance of Beimo Qianye made both the little fox and Bing Ling a little bit unprepared.
Beimo Qianye even flipped his arm and knocked over the soup in the hands of the two people.
"Ah!" Bing Ling exhaled in pain, and half of the spilled soup fell on Bing Ling's hand. In an instant, the back of her hand became red and swollen...
The casserole fell to the ground, broken into pieces, and the rich aroma slowly spread in the air.
Bing Ling's nose felt sore and she held back her tears but didn't let them fall.
She tightly held the back of her hand that was burned red and sniffed.
The little fox frowned, "Beimo Qianye, why are you so careless? Look, you even burned her."
Beimo Qianye didn't expect this. He just saw Bing Ling giving soup to the little fox, and thought the soup was poisonous. He just accidentally knocked over the soup, but he never expected that he would accidentally burn Bing Ling.
Bing Ling did not expect that half of the spilled soup actually fell on her hand. For a moment, the pain caused her to gasp.
The little fox tugged at the corner of Beimo Qianye's clothes and whispered: "Beimo Qianye, please apologize to her quickly, or you'll burn this girl."
In fact, this scene was not in Bing Ling's plan at all. It was really an accident that she was burned...
Beimo Qianye glanced at her, but did not say anything about apologizing, "It's so late at night, you don't even have a good rest, you have nothing to do, and you come here to deliver soup?"
"Originally, I wanted to give it to Lan Shengxue, but she fell asleep, so..." Bing Ling's hands were trembling, and she felt a little awkward when speaking. It was really too painful.
Beimo Qianye stopped talking to Bing Ling, "Little fox, you really should sleep well at night. You don't want what others give you. You want what you want. What if it's poisonous?"
Bing Ling's face changed slightly and she took a breath, "Mr. Beimo...I..."
The little fox glanced at Beimo Qianye, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't you understand what I mean? If he dies one day, we don't even know how he died."
Bing Ling's eyes were filled with tears, "Miss Bai, I'm going back first, you guys can talk..."
Bing Ling turned around, wiped her tears, and ran to the room. She didn't know why, but she really felt aggrieved.
When she returned to the room and closed the door, the pain in her hand became more and more clear. She had never suffered like this since she was a child. It really hurt...
But the key to what she could endure was what Beimo Qianye said. She didn't expect that they didn't trust her so much.
The soup tonight is really not poisonous...
"Brother Yunshang, Ling'er misses you so much... What should I do? Brother Yunshang, where are you..." Bing Ling sat on a chair and said while wiping her tears.
"You said before that with Brother Yunshang here, Ling'er would not be wronged. But now, Brother Yunshang, I want to find you, but I can't find you..."
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"It's not poisonous?" Beimo Qianye couldn't help but feel a little confused after checking the soup spilled on the ground and confirming that it was not poisonous.