Night Qianxi quickly walked to the stream. Ling Leyao's brain showed a worried look, and his heart was slightly warm.

Just now, when she looked at Yongning's sword stabbing at him, her heart didn't come out of a tight, but also recklessly rushed to the past, just don't want him hurt.

Spring breeze, bursts of grass fragrance, shallow light, vaguely lingering in the tip of the nose.

Ling Leyao smile, at the moment, the mood is somewhat inexplicable good.

The man named Yongning, the man who made his feelings illusory since childhood, seems to have disappeared in that sword.

Maybe her affection for Yongning is more than love! Her heart is not too clear, in short, this moment, really do not put down.

Night Qianxi came back with water and saw the smile on the corner of her mouth: "Yao Yao, are you still laughing? Is it different? "

Hearing his voice, she looked up at him, still with a shallow smile: "Qianxi, I don't know what's going on? At the moment, I am very happy. Maybe Yongning stabbed me with this sword. Everything in my heart seems to have been put down. I feel very relaxed. "

Night thousand Xi listen to her words, slightly a Zheng, put down? If she really put down Yongning, he would have a chance.

He squatted down in front of her and reached out to untie her clothes. Looking at the bright red blood, he pricked his eyes. His face was full of heartache: "Yao Yao, you are so stupid. Why do you want to block this sword for me?"

He really wanted to know the reason. Was she worried about his injury that she would block the sword for him?

Ling Leyao slightly drooped her eyes, and her thick and long eyelashes left a faint shadow. She slightly hooked her lips: "Qianxi, I didn't want to see you hurt at that time, so..." She suddenly looked up at him, so she rushed to him regardless of everything.

Night Qianxi looked at her quietly and deeply, and then asked, "Yao Yao, so what?"

Ling Leyao's eyes flashed, and gently shook his head: "Qianxi, nothing, just don't want to see you hurt."

Ling Leyao looks at his bleeding arm, and he is still injured.

Night Qianxi pursed her lips with a smile and faded her clothes to the back of her shoulder.

His eyes were full of heartache. He moistened the disinfectant cotton cloth and quickly wiped the blood around the wound. He took out a piece of hemostatic pill and put it into her mouth. He smeared ointment on the wound and took a clean cotton cloth to help her bandage the wound.

"Yao Yao, you've been hurt twice in a row. You must be more careful in the future." He warned that she would not be injured in Japan today. It was him who failed to protect her.

"Yao Yao, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you," he said with a guilty face

Ling Leyao raised her eyes and looked at him funny. His bright and dazzling face was full of love and love. Her warm heart gradually rose, staring at him for half a sound before saying: "Qianxi, you don't have to feel guilty. In the future, you will protect me, right?"

Ling Leyao's words let night Qianxi suddenly stare at her with a sudden excitement.

He gazed at her smiling face deeply and said in a hoarse voice, "Yao Yao, you mean you are willing to consider me, don't you?" There was a touch of caution in his voice. He was afraid that he would misunderstand her meaning. He was afraid that his own initiative would scare Yao Yao Yao away. For this feeling, he was always careful.

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