Chapter 669

Regardless of whether it was cold on the ground, Qian sang folded a piece of grass and hung it in his mouth. Anyway, there is no one else nearby. Qian Sangsang lives in the 21st century. Although some etiquette is also understood, it is not as strict as the women here.

This is what Han Lin saw when he walked into the cave. The woman in white was lying on the ground, not knowing whether she was asleep or thinking. The paper, ink, brush and inkstone beside me were piled up in a disorderly way, and the ink on the inkstone spilled all over the floor.

The ink on the ground was mottled, and the person lying on his back was also thrown a few big ink spots. The man didn't seem to care much, so he took it as if he didn't see it. Still lying there motionless, not like the general woman must keep the whole body clean.

Han Lin sighed a long time, took off his coat and gently covered Qian Sangsang's body. Then he stepped forward and squatted down to one side, picking up the scattered brush, ink, paper and inkstone with his bare hands.

"Well, didn't you sleep?" Han Lin turns his head to find Qian Sangsang looking at him with his eyes open. In fact, with the sound of breathing, Han Lin has long found that Qian Sangsang is not asleep, but if the man doesn't want to speak, he won't speak.

Just now, Qian Sangsang was just closing his eyes. He heard someone approaching. In the past, when I was blind, I had a good hearing. I could tell that this was Han Lin's voice. I didn't say hello to him because I was too lazy to move.

"I think if you can't write it, don't write it, or you'll be angry for writing a few words." Han Lin sighed. He seemed to be comforting. In fact, Qian Sangsang always felt that he was holding a bad smile.

Without paying attention to him, Qian Sangsang didn't listen to what the man said. Instead, in line with the principle of not looking at the white and not looking at the white, he held his cheek to appreciate the handsome talent in front of him. Han Lin sees that Qian Sangsang doesn't speak and doesn't tease himself. He is still busy packing up some things.

This person is naturally in the focus of the public. These simple actions of picking up things, the grace of raising hands and throwing feet, make people unable to move their eyes, which is really pleasing to the eyes.

Han Lin had to concentrate, but there was a pair of eyes next to him. I know that the man has no malice, but I don't know what she wants to do. In the heart a flustered, on the hand also did not have the accurate head, when waiting for the reaction to come over, on the finger a pain.

Looking down, I found that it was a small stone with sharp corners on the ground that accidentally cut my finger. Han Lin didn't make a sound. He suffered many more serious injuries than this. He survived several times without frowning.

So this time, the plan is to bear with it, without exception. It's a pity that he is willing to turn the page, but Qian Sangsang is not. The man was looking at him in a daze, so he found that he was wrong for the first time. Heart thought a move, quickly straight body.

Slightly Leng for a while, see Han Lin also want to lower his head to continue hand action. Think of what money Sang Sang jumped from the ground, ran to Han Lin's side. Regardless of the opposition, grab each other's fingers to see if there is any injury.

Han Lin is funny looking at her, but a small hole she is so nervous. Will turn over his hand to see several times, secretly praise the eyes of Han Mo is also good, in front of the woman with a kind heart.

As Qian Sangsang thought, the white and slender fingers broke a hole like this. Although the opening is not big, it is not small. For a while, there is no way to coagulate by one's own blood.

Two people watched blood drop by drop, drop on the ground raised on the stone, out of a blood flower. Qian Sangsang felt that every drop of blood was like a knife in his heart. In her eyes, the wound was terrible.

Looking at the bloody fingers, Qian Sangsang was very sorry. After all, it's because I made a mistake and asked that person to help clean up the mess. After thinking about her hand touching her clothes, she wanted to tear off a piece of clean cloth.

In a word, you can't let the blood flow freely. Wrap your fingers in it first. Han Lin saw Qian Sangsang's action and knew what he was going to do. He quickly stopped him with another uninjured hand. "Don't be so nervous."

Han Lin shouts Qian Sangsang and puts his finger in front of his eyes. The speed of blood flow is slow. I think it will stop after a while. "This small injury is nothing, just take a little water to flush it. When it's dry, it will scar in a few days, and it will be fine naturally. "

Qian Sangsang is still ashamed and blames himself for piling up those things willfully. It's clearly his responsibility. When Han Lin was kind enough to pack up for himself, he didn't go to help. Only by watching the excitement can we hurt each other.

Although it is a minor injury, it is also the cause and effect of its own. "No, I think we'd better get a doctor. I don't know how much ash is hidden on the stone, and then the wound is infected, which is a big deal. "

Qian Sang's face changed slightly, and he seemed to think of something extraordinary. A face nervous to Han Lin said, and stretched out his hand to pull the other party's corner, will go out to see the doctor. Han Lin can't laugh or cry, Qian Sangsang is kind, but also too kind.

He is also a man of more than 20 years old. He has been struggling in the world of cultivating immortals for so many years and has suffered countless injuries. If this small gap is about to go to see a doctor, if it is spread out, I'm afraid it will make people laugh.After all, he finally stopped Qian Sangsang from taking her to see the doctor. Looking for a clean stream, Han Lin flushed the wound with water. He found some cloth strips from Qian Sangsang and wrapped his fingers tightly.

Looking at this set of actions, Qian Sangsang felt sad. How many wounds has this person suffered before he can be so used to dealing with wounds. Han Lin, Han Mo, these two brothers are the same, they are all big idiots.

Looking back, Han Lin doesn't know where he has offended Qian Sangsang, and the man turns red. Hastily hiding the injured hand behind his back, he walked slowly with uneasiness in his heart.

"If you really want to make amends to me, you might as well practice this word well." Han Lin saw that the man was in a bad mood and wanted to change the topic, so he put forward this condition. In fact, it's just a joke. I didn't expect Qian Sangsang to take it seriously.

This condition sounds easy, but it's actually hard for Qian Sangsang. He is willing to do other things to compensate Han Lin, such as making a delicious meal, or making two meals for him, or even making meals for a week.

It's another kind of torture that people have not learned to write when they are young.

But the other side all said that this is to make amends, money three three three ruthless, gritted teeth a stomp. With a gesture of a strong man breaking his wrist, he bit his back teeth and said, "OK, I'll just practice."