Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to look at him, but did not move.
"Sit over here!"
Fu Yanye ordered again.
"You have something to say!"
Zhuo Jian thought about how nervous she was when she first came into his arms, and she still liked to keep her distance from him.
"Aren't you going to look at my injury?"
Fu Yanye said.
"..."
"The culprit!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian could only walk over. As the culprit, he had the obligation to see his injuries.
The skin was broken and bleeding last night, and it was just about to scar over after one night.
Zhuo Jian felt that he had really committed a crime. Fu Yanye's beauty must not leave scars.
"What did you see? He was silent!"
Fu Yanye smelled the good smell on her body and asked her while holding his breath.
"Why don't you go to the hospital and ask a professional doctor to help you re-apply the medicine?"
Zhuo Jian said with some guilt and guilt.
Fu Yanye lowered his head and sighed, and said, "It's not like you don't know how to do this kind of thing, why should you go to the hospital?"
"But the scars haven't formed yet."
Zhuo Jian said panicked.
Fu Yanye then raised his eyes and saw that she looked like a primary school student who had done something wrong. His heart softened and he turned around and got out of bed.
I don’t know if it was because I drank too much last night or because she hit me. I felt a little dizzy when I stood up.
Zhuo Jian's sharp eyes immediately went to support him: "Be careful!"
Fu Yanye felt the soft wrapping in his arms, turned to look at her, saw how nervous she was, and asked her, "Can you help me to the bathroom?"
Zhuo Jian nodded!
It's the culprit's responsibility to look after him.
Fu Yanye was helped to the bathroom by her. He opened the gauze and took a look. He sighed unconsciously, and then looked at the girl standing next to him with deep eyes that had been frozen for thousands of years: "Zhuo Jian, you are finished!"
"
Zhuo Jian had already been frightened and panicked. After hearing what he said, she was afraid that he would rely on her, so she couldn't help but panic, and her hands were tightly entangled.
"Further forward!"
Fu Yanye suddenly whispered an order.
Zhuo Jian took small steps forward.
Fu Yanye raised his hand.
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that he immediately ducked his head to the side.
Fu Yanye froze his hands in the air and looked at her coldly.
Zhuo Jian couldn't hear him, so she raised her eyes to look at him, then immediately lowered her head: "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Who are you?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked, then rubbed the top of her head vigorously.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Fu Yanye pulled her in front of him and looked at her seriously.
Zhuo Jian's heart was pounding.
He just called her Zhuo Jian.
How suddenly...
"Fu Yanye, don't joke with me."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to call him out with a guilty conscience.
"Fu Yanye? Is this my name?"
Fu Yanye frowned and looked serious.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
For a long time, Zhuo Jian stared at him, trying to find flaws in his eyes.
It wasn't until her eyes filled with tears that Fu Yanye looked at her hard, then pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly with both hands, and pressed her face against his chest:
"Do you still know how to be afraid?"
He lowered his face and gently rubbed her hair.
Zhuo Jian listened to her heartbeat slow down, once, once...
