Chapter 1624 The Phoenix Clan: Is there an intention for me?
Applying a double layer of potion took half of Yu Jingfeng's life.
However, Leng Xuepiao remained as calm as ever.
She put the potion away, took the bandage, and began to bandage Yu Jingfeng without saying a word.
The wound was a bit wide, and Leng Xuepiao had to lean on it from time to time to reach it.
As a result, contact between the two is inevitable.
The little girl's fresh body fragrance and gentle touch were finally able to dissipate Yu Jingfeng's pain in the shortest time.
However, before he could fully feel the feeling of being a woman, the wound had already been bandaged.
Leng Xuepiao tied the bandage, stood up, packed the things beside the bed, and hung up the medicine box.
Yu Jingfeng kept looking at her, hoping she could talk to him more.
Unexpectedly, the little girl who hung up the medicine box turned around and left without saying a word.
One step, two steps, three steps... She really left. She didn't say anything and just left.
"Snow is falling."
Yu Jingfeng didn't believe his eyes and sat up.
"do what?"
Leng Xuepiao stopped and looked back at him.
"Are you leaving?"
Yu Jingfeng blinked and asked softly.
Shouldn't she stay and stay with him all night?
He is injured, and when the prince is injured, Miss Jiuer will never leave him.
"yes."
Leng Xuepiao nodded somewhat indifferently, "Is there anything else?"
"without."
Yu Jingfeng shook his head helplessly.
Although he was not seriously injured, it was still serious, okay?
The sword pair showed no pity to him at all.
"oh."
Leng Xuepiao said nothing and turned around again.
"Snow is falling."
Yu Jingfeng was anxious.
Does his little wife not understand?
Perhaps, as her husband, he should give some advice.
Leng Xuepiao stopped again, and when she turned around, there was a little impatient look in her eyes.
"Yu Jingfeng, what's wrong with you?"
Yu Jingfeng met her gaze, blinked, and looked a little happy.
"Xuepiao, it turns out you know my name."
"That's what Little Cherry said."
Leng Xuepiao responded casually.
"Xuepiao, can you stay with me for a while?"
Yu Jingfeng really didn't want the little guy to leave.
He was tired just now and wanted to sleep, but after she came in to serve him, he felt very energetic.
Miss Jiu'er is so kind. She gave him a surprise in the middle of the night. It's not in vain that he thinks about the prince and Miss Jiu'er in everything.
"Why?"
Leng Xuepiao tilted her head slightly and blinked.
"Because..." Yu Jingfeng's head turned and turned, and he looked down at his wound.
"My wound is very painful and I can't sleep. I want to find someone to talk to."
"But I can't speak."
Leng Xuepiao responded straightforwardly.
Everyone said she couldn't speak, and over time, she rarely spoke.
Leng Xuepiao's appearance now has a lot to do with her previous living environment.
For someone who doesn't like to talk at all, she has always been treated as a mute, and her words have become less and less.
It can be said that after going to Tianji Hall, what she said was too much.
Yu Jingfeng thought of the illness Feng Jiuer mentioned and felt sorry for the little girl.
"Who said I, Xue Piao, can't speak? You have a sweet voice and you know how to talk."
“By the way, Xue Piao, can you get me a glass of water?
I'm injured."
Yu Jingfeng thought about it for a long time, but still felt that he should make good use of his wounds and do all the things that his prince had done before.
Thinking that his little girl would be as determined as Miss Jiuer in the future, he felt that he had done nothing wrong.
Leng Xuepiao looked around, found the teapot and cup, and poured a glass of water.
She took the cup and returned to the bed again.
"Snow is falling."
Yu Jingfeng looked at the girl beside the bed gently.
But when he stretched out his hand, he frowned.
"My shoulder hurts and my hands are weak. Can you bring it up to me?"
Yu Jingfeng asked darkly.
Leng Xuepiao frowned and looked at his other arm.
Yu Jingfeng immediately understood her intention, and the corners of his mouth barely curled up, but he still didn't reach out and moved his head away.
Leng Xuepiao's eyes returned to his thin lips and handed the cup over.
Many times, when brothers are injured and cannot even eat, they are still responsible for feeding them food and water.
Although Leng Xuepiao didn't know why Yu Jingfeng didn't use the other arm, she didn't ask any more questions.
The man who was fed water by his imaginary wife was so happy that he even drank the sweetness of the water that had cooled down a long time ago.
No matter how slowly Yu Jingfeng drank, the water in the cup was still drank up.
"Can I have another drink?"
Yu Jingfeng looked at his woman, his voice was very soft.
"Do you have any plans for me?"
Leng Xuepiao stared at Yu Jingfeng and asked in a deep voice.
Only then did Yu Jingfeng know what it meant. He didn't say much, but one sentence could make you doubt your life.
From now on, he would not understand what Miss Jiuer's doubtful life felt like, but now he understands.
No intention?
He did. Miss Jiuer said that Xuepiao could not be deceived.
But, can he nod now?
What if you scare the little guy?
She is very weak and faints easily.
Their eyes met, Yu Jingfeng's head turned countless times, but Leng Xuepiao remained indifferent as usual.
Finally, Yu Jingfeng blinked and shifted his gaze intentionally or unintentionally.
Soon, he mustered up the courage to watch the cold snow falling again.
"Xuepiao, what answer do you hope to get?"
"I do not mind."
Leng Xuepiao shook her head heartlessly, "If nothing happens, I'll leave."
As Feng Jiuer said, Yu Jingfeng's status in Leng Xuepiao's heart is very different.
On the third day she met him, she said more than she had said to everyone in a year.
"Something's wrong."
Yu Jingfeng turned sideways without feeling sad and took a handful of her sleeves.
I don’t dare to hold my little hand for fear of breaking it, what should I do?
Yu Jingfeng's eyes were still on her white and tender little hands.
He lowered his head to look at her hands, while Leng Xuepiao looked straight at his forehead.
"Yu Jingfeng, what on earth are you going to do?
Aren’t you worried that everyone will rush in?”
Yu Jingfeng came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look at his girl.
"Xuepiao, come on, sit down."
He took her little hand very carefully, it was very small and slippery.
Leng Xue floated and sat on the bed. Even though the man in front of her had a burning gaze, she didn't care at all.
I don’t know if the little girl Xue Piao didn’t notice it, or if she was too brave to care about such a small detail.
"Snow is falling."
Once he got hold of her, Yu Jingfeng couldn't bear to let go.
"I said if, I mean if, if I...like you, what would you do...?"
"Don't get excited!"
Yu Jingfeng moved his body in excitement, "I'm just saying what if, you..." "You can take it seriously, or you can't take it seriously. Really, I don't mean any harm. Don't get excited, okay?"
"It's up to me."
Leng Xuepiao said something and blinked her big round eyes.
Yu Jingfeng: She wasn't excited, really not, not even a little bit.
