Hearing his words, Nanzhi's heart suddenly softened.
She is the only warmth and comfort he has left. If she doesn't want him, he may go mad!
Nanzhi wants to get out of the quilt and hold him, but she still stays in the bed.
A pair of wet black and white apricot eyes are fixed on him, with delicate and delicate little faces. "Next time, I must ask for my consent."
The man gave a low 'er'.
A lot of times, the mood is out of control, so that he does not know what he is doing.
Nanzhi was sad to see him plead his mistake, but she was still angry with him. "If you want me to forgive you, you have to promise me something."
Musi looked at her with cold, dark eyes, thin lips, and no words.
Nanzhi's heart was pounding when he saw it. She lowered her eyes and collected them. After calming the disordered heartbeat, she continued, "I want you to cooperate well in the treatment."
Mursi cold's breath was slightly smothering, and his black eyes flashed with a touch of chapped pain. His gloomy eyes moved to other places, and he no longer looked at her. "After several years, it's OK."
There was a trace of negativity in his low, dark voice.
In fact, Nanzhi knows that even if she finds the teacher as said by ay, she can't guarantee a 100% cure.
But if there is no faith in healing, there is no hope at all.
"Ay says she has a teacher who can help you."
Mushan stared at her eyes for a few seconds, with a gloomy expression. "It's not easy to cure me." He sat down beside the bed and touched her head with his big palm. "It's late, go to sleep!"
Nanzhi took his big hand and gathered a layer of water vapor in his apricot eyes. "I don't care. If you don't treat the disease, I will ignore you."
Looking at her childish tone and expression, he was amused by her, "I have been treating and taking medicine." It just didn't work.
Nanzhi understands that a person who has been ill for a long time is suddenly in the mood of fading and depression after being hit hard. She buries her small face in the palm of his hand, and her long eyelashes scratch his skin when they blink. He wants to say something and finds a drop of warm liquid falling on it.
"Why are you crying again?" I didn't cry so much before.
Nanzhi doesn't want to cry, but she finds that only her tears can touch his heart and make him pity her.
Once a man has pity on a woman, she can ask for help.
She did not speak, just a drop of hot tears, kept flowing into his palm, like a whip, whipping his heart.
"Don't cry, I promise you to cooperate with the treatment." He paused slightly, "but I don't know when I'll be able to spare time because of the busy business."
Nanzhi originally wanted to take him to find ay's teacher, but he didn't have time, so she had to find a way to take people to the capital and treat him secretly.
She raised her head from the palm of his hand, and there were still crystal water drops hanging from the corner of her eyes. Her eyes were red, and she had a taste that I still felt pity for her.
He took the thin cocoon's finger belly to wipe off the water drops from the corner of her eyes, and asked in a low and hoarse voice, "does your head hurt recently? Is there any controlled phenomenon? "
"No," she pulled him out of bed, wrapped up in a quilt, and rubbed him in his arms. "I have something to tell you again."
Looking at her suddenly become serious look, he eyebrows micro pick, "what is it?"
"For more than half a year, though I was controlled by Lin, the night giant after I changed my face, in Laite Island, he didn't touch one of my fingers. Don't believe what he said, he just used this to stimulate you!"
Musihan looked at her with deep eyes.
Nanzhi saw that he did not speak, his heart sank, some grievances at the same time, and very uncomfortable, "you do not believe my words?"
Looking at her eyelashes, which trembled like the wings of a butterfly, his eyes darkened and he said nothing.
Nanzhi's mind is muddled.
She is a smart person. Although he didn't answer whether he believed her or not, his actions have proved everything.
If you don't believe her, you won't touch her again.
……
If it wasn't for her tummy, he might not want to get up.
"I asked Ivan to bring the food back after it was heated."
Ivan received a call from Mushan and was very happy.
The young master is willing to talk at last.
It seems that Miss Nan is really a young master's medicine!
Ivan moved quickly, and in a short time, he brought up the hot soup and dessert.
Also brought two sets of Nanzhi and musihan laundry.
Nanzhi dressed and put the food on the table.
Two people sit in front of the floor to ceiling window, washed by the heavy rain, the city is still sparking outside, bright and prosperous.
She sat opposite him, long hair messy, not to powder Dai, pour good soup, pass to him, looking at his eyes, make him very heart, also peace of mind.…………
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