Chapter 62

Leng Wanyan was not comfortable with his eyes. He coughed and said, "little uncle, Zixuan and the old man should have finished playing chess soon. I'll go first!" After a few steps, she was held by a pair of long white, soft and powerful hands.

Leng Wanyan stops walking, looks slightly stunned for a moment, and just meets Shangguan Yiping, head down, four eyes collide.

He smiles slightly, in the eye does not have the slightest infringement her meaning, like is cares for the family the kind to let the human feel the warm expression: "Wanyan!" Soft voice, seems to be able to call the feeling to the heart.

Leng Wanyan's eyes widened and filled with confusion.

Watching him take out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, cool fingers gently spread out her palm, the whole palm and fingers are not a little temperature, cool touch: "Wanyan, this is the powder inside, whether it is sprain or trauma, all have wonderful effect, sooner or later, you can be good wound fast."

The moment the ice cold bottle touched his palm, his fingers also left his palm, and then, wrapped the back of her hand, closed her hand and let her hold the medicine bottle.

Cold graceful words show eyebrows slightly frown.

"This medicine is very effective. It was prescribed by an old Chinese medicine doctor for my mother. My mother was lying in bed at the end of the day. It's a pity that the old Chinese medicine doctor has passed away." Between his words is the respect and regret for the dead, but also for the impermanence of the world.

If Leng Wanyan had some bad ideas at the beginning, it was also because his sincere words disappeared. In fact, Leng Wanyan also wanted to ask about Shangguan Yiping's mother at the beginning, but after considering it for a while, she still felt inappropriate.

Leng Wanyan held the medicine bottle in his hand and broke away from his hand without moving his face. He said with thanks: "little uncle, thank you. I will use it well. This bottle of medicine powder is a lot. I will return it to you after I use it."

Since the old Chinese medicine is no longer in the world, this medicine will no longer be used up. We must not be too greedy.

Shangguan Yiping saw that she had accepted her medicine, and her eyes brought out a stronger sense of smile and relief.

"Gentle words!" On the transparent glass corridor outside, came the familiar voice of shangguanzixuan.

Leng Wanyan and Shangguan Yiping both looked out. Shangguanzixuan has long legs and a pair of home slippers on his feet. The light of the sun just sprinkles on his shoulders, and he walks over with his pants pockets in his hands.

This man, how to casually walk, there is a male model show feeling, always make people happy.

When shangguanzixuan approached them, lengling's eyes were locked on her face. Seeing her face slightly red, her eyes flashed a little displeasure: "what are you and your little uncle doing?"

Leng Wanyan's forehead was sweating. What did he mean by his catch a traitor tone?

"Gentle words!" It was the first time that such a name was called out from his mouth, inexplicably felt a kind of awkward, but from the bottom of my heart there was a kind of unspeakable little taste.

"My uncle and I are looking at the flowers." She answers with a smile, and her eyes are full of innocent light. She looks like a little girl who doesn't know anything about the world.

But Shangguan Zixuan knows that she is a cunning and clever little fox. It is impossible not to know that she is a little unhappy, even if the man is his little uncle.

Shangguan Yiping looks down at Leng Wanyan and finds that after shangguanzixuan's appearance, her defense and caution are all gone. The smile on her face is innocent, and she obviously has a strong sense of dependence on this man.

He kept smiling, clearing up the discomfort at the bottom of his heart.

Shangguanzixuan looked at her, his deep eyes sank for a moment, and his eyes fell on her hand: "what is that?"

Leng Wanyan proudly held the bottle in front of his eyes and swayed: "this is the medicine that my uncle gave me, saying that it can make my wound recover quickly.

The little uncle called it sweet honey. A chill passed over shangguanzixuan's face. He lowered his eyes, looked at Shangguan Yiping's thought-provoking eyes, and then looked at Leng Wanyan. His eyes were overbearing and gentle. Like his own exclusive things, he reached out and pulled cold Wanyan into his arms.

Leng Wanyan is not ready to be pulled into the arms of Shangguan Zixuan, head directly against his strong chest, instantly feel that kind of solid and heavy feeling, as well as his powerful heartbeat.

Fall in this man's arms and just and Shangguan Yiping's skin is not the same, Shangguan Yiping looks gentle, but the body does not have any temperature. Shangguanzixuan's appearance is cold, but as long as you contact him, the moment you touch his skin, you will have a strange feeling in your body, which is a little like the feeling of electric shock. Every pore of your body will be heated up in an instant.

Leng Wanyan realized that he was not satisfied with his communication with Shangguan Yiping. Although he didn't know what he thought in his heart, he pulled himself over in front of his little uncle. If he pushed him away at this time, Shangguan Yiping would be suspicious.

Other people in this mansion don't know about it, but Shangguan Yiping is definitely a thoughtful person.

His big hand snatched the little bottle from her: "go on!" Throw to Shangguan Yiping.Cold Wanyan a Leng, nervous look back. Thinking that Shangguan Yiping's reaction was quick enough, he stretched out a long arm, which was really good to catch the bottle.

Leng Wanyan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not broken. Her face from nervous to relaxed expression was clearly seen by Shangguan Zixuan, and her expression told him that she attached great importance to Shangguan Yiping's gift.

This discovery made him feel all kinds of unhappiness, anger and even want to pull them apart from each other since he stepped into the backyard and saw them talking closely in the glass room, and even after physical contact, his mood became gloomy and indifferent.

In his eyes, the thirteen forbidden city was gloomy, alienated and lofty. He said, "she has enough medicinal wine for me. Uncle, don't worry. Let's go in!"