Finally, Huo Qingyang turned around, took her out, put her on the bed, Huo Qingyang quickly pulled the quilt, covered her tightly.

It's about the first time that Huo Qingyang is so flustered. The light from the corner of his eyes sweeps the thin quilt tightly wrapped around his body. He wants to wrap himself up to the neckline and wrap himself up like a zongzi. Suddenly, Feng Jingyi wants to laugh:

does he still have feelings for her? You can't just sit back, can you?

Just why?

Why is he so complacent to her that he refuses to go any further?

Feng Jingyi really wants to ask this kind of question. In fact, she has incomparable contradictions in her private heart. Because she loves him and wants to have a good result with him, she is eager to go further. But in fact, she is not so happy and doesn't care at all. Such further development is a super challenge for her Level gambling, so, this knot, trapped her, since Pira appeared, tightly tied her heart.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and both of them were relieved: "Jiuye ~"

got up, Huo Qingyang went to the door, and soon came back with a bowl of ginger soup, and sat down by the bed. He was surprised that Feng Jingyi was strangled by his quilt, and even his hands were tied. With a smile, he went to relax her and put the cup down Pulling:

"drink the ginger soup first to dispel the cold ~"

the long eyelashes blinked, and Feng Jingyi didn't push off, but took advantage of the posture of lifting hands to pick up the bowl, and slipped the bathrobe he was wearing down. Then, when Huo Qingyang came back with the medicine box, he saw someone with an attractive posture of fragrant shoulders. Suddenly, his breath was tight again, and he suddenly disappeared Swallowing his saliva, subconsciously, he wanted to move his sight again. The remaining light from the corner of his eye swept away, but the clear blood scratch on Feng Jingyi's white arm suddenly entered the field of vision, and immediately cut off his action.

When he sat down by the bed, he pulled her arm over, and there were several cuts on it, big and small. Although they were not deep, they were all scratched. Some of them even oozed blood. At first sight, it was the sharp leaves that had been scraped out. We can imagine how urgent she was running. Thinking that she was looking for a bracelet to give her, she foolishly went to drill through the flowers and grass and caressed it in the wind and rain on the ice night. Huo Qingyang's heart immediately hurt:

she is a spoiled little princess who was raised in the palm of her hand. Maybe she has never suffered this kind of crime!

With a cotton swab, Huo Qingyang dipped in erythromycin ointment and gently put it on her: "are you stupid? Don't you know if it hurts? "

Following her white lotus arm and seeing the back of her hand and the broken nail, Huo Qingyang's heart was even more soft and collapsed. He was afraid of touching her and didn't dare to cut off all the broken parts. He carefully repaired the front part, so he found a little gauze to wrap the front part for her, and then pasted the tape to prevent the second scratch:

"pay attention these two days, don't touch the water first Don't touch it, it won't hurt, just wait for the nails to grow and trim off! "

Two arms, small hands gave her on the medicine, Huo Qingyang just lift Mou way: "still have injured place?"

Feng Jingyi has been paying attention to his actions, but her mind is still full of how to seduce him. Finally, when he said this, she lifted her quilt, revealed most of her beautiful legs and little feet, and went straight in front of him. She also pretended to be innocent and took the direction of her legs and feet:

"eh ~"

it was not easy to follow A little breath, a large piece of beautiful scenery without warning to break into the field of vision, well-balanced, slender legs overlapped to create a tantalizing beautiful scenery, no matter how long the bath towel can not cover much, but also added endless reverie, for a moment, Huo Qingyang just felt burning all over, it was crazy.

The sight didn't know where to go. For the first time, dry mouth became his only sense.

Having been observing his movements, Feng Jingyi added: "my leg is also scratched -"

the implication is that he should continue to apply the medicine.

Although he always used cotton swabs, this time, Huo Qingyang's hands didn't fall down and his palms were sweating. Half a day later, he handed the ointment to Feng Jingyi directly:

"are you hungry? Do it yourself, and I'll get you something to eat! "

The ointment is put into Feng Jingyi's hand, but she doesn't take it. Huo Qingyang gets up and is about to leave. He sees that she has put her hand behind her. The ointment falls on the bed between her legs. At this time, someone is looking at him with a sad face.

Body or half bow posture, Huo Qingyang but stopped action, tangled feelings over the expression: "quiet Yi?"

It's really out of time for her to be alone. He's a normal man. He can't stand it. He can't control his mind.

Huo Mingyi didn't feel happy, but he didn't know how to write.

A moment later, Huo Qingyang sat back on the bed, but still did not move. He looked at her straightly and sighed: "medicine, you can reach it. Wipe it on yourself for a while! It's getting late. You're tired too. Wipe it Just rest early! "After a moment's hesitation, he stood up again: "good night!"

Turning around, Huo Qingyang walks towards the door. Behind him, there is a dead silence, but Feng Jingyi's tears are like beads with broken lines, which smash down:

even if he has feelings, he thinks that he may want to He won't touch her!

He really didn't want to touch her!

In order to avoid touching her, her wound can also become blind!

Although she didn't do it on purpose, at this moment, it still made her feel that it was not worth the hurt! He is so rational that he can control everything in front of instinct! So, what Pira said may be right, women are not important to him, feelings are meaningless to him, what he wants and what he needs is just to weigh the pros and cons and value!

This is the only answer Feng Jingyi got after this awkward and silent confrontation!

This is a fatal truth and blow to Feng Jingyi, who has always been the most emotional. Tears are falling down, and the taste of heartache is more silent than sound.

Without any response from her, Huo Qingyang stops on the way. He subconsciously turns his head several times. When his eyes flash, he catches where he is. He turns around and turns back a moment later:

"Jingyi? You? What's the matter with you? "

Startled by her tearful appearance, Huo Qingyang sits down beside the bed. As soon as Huo Qingyang reaches for her hand, Feng Jingyi suddenly pulls the quilt around her and wipes away her tears and sniffs hard.