Chapter 770

A series of questions, asked from his mouth, were so urgent that he did not have them!

Ling is still a little surprised to see Yi Jin leave above her, just like the quiet depression on the way before, all breaking out at the moment.

"Ah Jin, let me go first. I can explain." Ling still said.

But he didn't let go of her hand. Instead, he lowered his head and sprinkled a series of kisses on her face

But in any case, he didn't want to let her go.

Ling still felt that the body temperature seemed to be rising, as if his thoughts were affected by his kiss.

"I... I just went to grandma's grave to worship today. When I went down the mountain, I took a path and went to the nearby mountain. I used to play in that mountain when I was a child, so I wanted to see it. Then I met Gu lichen accidentally."

Ling is still trying to tell the story as quickly as possible. She doesn't want him to misunderstand it.

It's just in the process of this explanation that she conceals her memory recovery.

Since we want to treat this as a secret, let's bury it in our hearts for the rest of our lives!

"You said, you fell off the cliff?" Yi Jin's pupil shrank away.

"Well, fortunately, Gu lichen was beside me, and he pulled me. But then I fainted and woke up to see him carrying me down the mountain. " She continued to explain, "I wanted to come down and walk by myself, but I had some bruises on my body. If I walk by myself, I'm afraid that I can't walk to the foot of the mountain after dark, so..."

he smelt the words, and immediately lifted up her long skirt. Immediately, the obvious bruises on her legs were printed in his eyes.

Especially her ankles, because of the long skirt and the shoes, can't be seen before, but now, you can see the red, swollen and broken skin at her ankles.

"Why didn't you say that before?" Looking at her scar at the moment, he only felt his heart wring like pain.

With his temperament, even if someone is bleeding all over in front of him, he will not feel anything if he has not finished his skin.

But looking at her injury, he thought it was so unbearable!

"I forgot." Ling is still a tunnel. Before she was carried down the mountain by him, he looked different all the way. Her mind was all on him, and she forgot the bruises.

He closed his thin lips tightly. The next moment, he suddenly picked up and went to the bathroom.

The warm water gently cleans her body. He squats down and gently cleans her wound.

"Does it hurt?" Finally, he asked, looking at the bruise on her ankle.

"In fact, this injury is nothing to me." She said she didn't want him to mind her bruises too much.

But her words, on the contrary, made his eyes seem to be covered with a layer of gloom. Naturally, he knew that the bruises were much smaller than the ones she had ever suffered.

In her body, the scars, big and small, seemed to tell the pain she had suffered in prison.

The more I love her, the more I can't stand her hurt.

Even now, he dare not imagine what it would be like when she was tortured and injured.

Yi Jin lowers her head, leans over her body, and her lips stick to her ankle.

She bit her lip slightly. "Ah Jin, I don't hurt."