Xiao Yan took off his black robe and covered Murong Qingcheng with helplessness. He said nothing. Xiao Yan didn't know how to say to Murong Qingcheng. He had no intention of blame. This stupid woman was so stupid.
Murong Qingcheng felt the warmth coming from the black robe, and subconsciously grabbed the black robe tighter. Looking at Xiao Yan, she didn't say a word, but there was a hint of complaining in her eyes, but there was more of a surprise from Xiao Yan's arrival.
"Why don't you go back?" Xiao Yan was a little furious when Murong saw it, and Xiao Yan had to ask about the confusion in his heart.
Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. Murong Qingcheng finally said something that made Xiao Yan almost suffocate.
"I sprained my ankle, I can't go back." Murong Qingcheng's tone was filled with a hint of grievance.
Murong Qingcheng naturally would not tell Xiao Yan that she lost Xiao Yan's trace because she went to chase Xiao Yan. She was distracted and sprained her ankle without standing firmly. There was no way, so she had to let passers-by take her here, but she didn't expect that Xiao Yan would never come back, and let Murong Qingcheng sit here alone until dark.
However, if Murong Qingcheng doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that Xiao Yan can't guess or think. If others told Xiao Yan, he wouldn't believe it, but Murong Qingcheng is different. There may be many strange things happening to this special girl.
"Cough cough..." Murong Qingcheng couldn't help but coughed a few more times, pulling Xiao Yan back from his loss of consciousness.
Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng, feeling helpless, and he ran out again before the cold was recovered.
"Can you leave now? You can't sleep here for another night." Xiao Yan said to Murong Qingcheng. Last time, Murong Qingcheng actually slept on the side of the road for a night, but she looked quite cute when she slept.
"You guard me, I'll go to sleep here." Murong Qingcheng seemed to remember what happened last time, and looked at Xiao Yan with a smile on his lips, but after he finished speaking, Murong Qingcheng coughed a few more times.
"Forget it, a bunch of people are looking for you now. If you don't go back, I guess they will scold me half to death." Xiao Yan felt the wind around him under Murong Qingcheng's gaze.
"I'll give you a massage. It's best if you can walk back by yourself, and it's windy here." Xiao Yan found a reason to comfort himself.
"Okay." Murong Qingcheng smiled.
However, Xiao Yan immediately felt embarrassed. Is it an insult to himself to massage a girl's feet or a defilement to the girl.
How could a man be humble in front of a woman? But is it also a blasphemy to give Murong Qingcheng a massage?
Murong Qingcheng also looked at Xiao Yan with a blushing face, thinking, I kissed him last time, is there a skin-friendship between us? Now he shouldn't be anything to give me a massage.
The two of them had their own thoughts, and no one knew what the other was thinking. Xiao Yan and Murong Qingcheng spent a while in this random thought.
"How are you feeling now? Are you better?" Xiao Yan said to Murong Qingcheng, but Xiao Yan felt a little depressed. He is a dignified emperor, and he knows much about treatment. In the past, he was injured every time, either lying on the bed to rest for many days, or relying on pills to sprain his ankle. How could he know about things like spraining his ankle? However, in his previous life, Xiao Yan knew that it seemed that ice compress could relieve pain, but now how to find ice, and seeing Murong Qingcheng's appearance did not seem to be much pain.
"Well, it's almost done, but..." Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan and couldn't speak for a moment.
"You won't sprain your legs, right?" Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and suddenly said with a hint of anger. Murong Qingcheng wouldn't tease her on purpose.
"How could it be that both legs were sprained?" Murong Qingcheng's words made Xiao Yan feel relieved.
"I sprained my right foot, but you massaged my left foot. I reminded you, but you still didn't respond." Murong Qingcheng said to Xiao Yan innocently.
"You reminded me?" Xiao Yan asked.
"Okay." Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and shook his head helplessly, saying that he owed her what he owed her.
Xiao Yan came to Murong Qingcheng's right foot and moved her white long skirt slightly up, revealing a piece of skin that looked like snow. However, there was some blood stasis at Murong Qingcheng's ankle, and Xiao Yan's hard heart also softened at this moment.
Xiao Yan touched Murong Qingcheng's skin lightly, and the spasm of his body made Murong Qingcheng not grit his teeth. This woman, after being injured so seriously, did not go back directly, and was actually waiting for him here. She was so stupid.
Xiao Yan shook his head and said to Murong Qingcheng: "Forget it, I'll send you back, otherwise your foot will be useless."
"Why do you send me back? You won't leave me here alone again. You can go back and find someone." Murong Qingcheng complained.
Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and suddenly joked: "I didn't know what to do. Since you gave me such an idea, I think it's feasible, so I'll leave." After that, Xiao Yan really planned to turn around and leave.
"You... cough cough..." Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan really intending to leave, but her face changed, but she kept coughing before she finished speaking. At this time, she seemed to be extremely weak. Murong Qingcheng has been here for quite a while, and she gritted her teeth and persevered.
Feeling the strangeness of Murong Qingcheng behind him, Xiao Yan didn't dare to tease Murong Qingcheng anymore, and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'm lying to you, I really don't know how you became the supreme auctioneer, and there is no cunning like that woman Ning Jing."
Murong Qingcheng coughed for a long time, and then he felt relieved when he saw that Xiao Yan did not leave. However, after Xiao Yan finished saying that she was stupid, she said to Xiao Yan: "Yes, you are smart, you didn't have been cheated by someone else for one billion yuan. If I told Sister Jing, you said she was cunning, do you think Sister Jing would kill you well on the elixir? Cough cough..."
"Let's go, I'll take you back. Will the Chamber of Commerce have a private doctor?" Xiao Yan said helplessly. Murong Qingcheng is really an alternative.
"How do you go back!"
"Of course I will carry you back, or you will climb back by yourself." Xiao Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes. He used to carry Xuan Chong Ruler, but wouldn't it be inappropriate to carry Murong Qingcheng now?
"Okay." Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan squatting in front of him, showing a faint smile and a hint of shyness.
Xiao Yan thought that it was Zhu Bajie carrying his wife. Is this person Murong Qingcheng? Damn, what am I thinking?