Gong Tiantian looked back at him, "why?"

Long Ze's voice is like a calm lake, no waves, no waves, "sit down."

"Why sit down?"

When Gong Tiantian's face was in a daze, long Ze took a towel and dipped it in hot water, then leaned towards her. His hand gently pressed on her forehead. The hot towel bit by bit wiped her face. The warm touch remained on her face. She looked at him in a daze, "long Ze, you..." What is this for?

Long Ze wiped her face and twisted the towel again. Gong Tiantian couldn't sit still. When she moved, long Ze pressed her hand. The voice still didn't have any temperature. "Don't move."

Gong Tiantian seems to be fixed by this sentence, and let Longze wipe her face and hands, and then ask her, "where does it hurt?"

Gong Tiantian just wanted to say, "waist and fart..." After that, she said, "there is no time for her to swallow the word Shenglong." No more pain! "

She can bear this little pain.

She didn't say much, and Longze didn't ask much. She just gave her a bottle of medicine, and Gong Tiantian opened it and smelled, "eh? Isn't this the only Sanda damage powder in Wang Ye's mansion? How can you have it? Are you hurt? "

Gong Tiantian looks at Longze, but he can't see any signs of injury on his body. In his ice crystal eyes, there is still no emotion.

He opened his thin lips and said, "nothing."

This word means that he was not hurt.

"Well What if you say one more word! It's boring

Gong Tiantian took the medicine, but sitting in the car was still very uncomfortable. She was born lively and active, and Longze was born with a piece of ice, which made her miserable.

Long Ze sighs at her tossing and turning here. It's hard to get out of the car. It seems very boring.

Gong Tiantian looks at the darkness, lifts the curtain and shouts out, asking when she can have a rest.

Mu Xiu told her that there would be a post station half an hour later, so she counted her hair and counted the time.

Longze is not a person who can chat with others. Gong Tiantian never thought of chatting with him, but she saw that Longze untied the bag and revealed shuobing's string. She was so bright in front of her eyes, "Hey, Longze, play the piano for me!"

She couldn't find any fun, so she had to ask for it.

Long Ze's words are very few, but his piano is not very good!

Although Gong Tiantian has heard Rong Fei's piano music, she still thinks that there is no one in the world who can compare with long Ze.

Long Ze gave a sound and motioned her to move the short table in front of her to let him play the piano.

Gong Tiantian's service is just to see the ink, paper and inkstone on it. She looks at it curiously. It seems that Feng Fu was just sitting here copying. He came from practicing calligraphy with long Ze. He is good at calligraphy, but he copied it

Gong Tiantian picked up the manuscript and frowned, "Qingxin curse? What are you doing with this thing? Is he restless? I shouldn't be. He'll stay with you all day, and his mind will still float? "

This is really strange!

She always felt that Fengfu was the fairy child beside Longze Shangxian.

You still need to copy this?

Long Ze light way: "put away."

"Oh, good."

Gong Tiantian stuffed the things casually, and Longze arranged the piano. She found a comfortable place in the carriage and lay down.

Yeah, yeah, just lie down.

When Longze plays the piano, it's time for her to sleep well.