Fu Yunsheng must have looked at him. Silence for a long time before nodding, "good."
As soon as the good words came out, he realized what he had said.
But it's too late to go back.
The man in front of him had already shown a look of surprise. His dark eyebrows and eyes gently bent up. With a smile, he patted his heavy purse and said, "go, I'll take you to the popular and spicy food!"
Fu Yunsheng looked at him strangely, but he was silent.
If you raise your foot, you will go forward.
But when his wrist sank, he seemed to be held.
Fu Yunsheng's eyes moved down slowly and fell on the white palm that held him.
His hands are white and delicate, without a trace of scars. They are as smooth as coagulating grease, and few of these women have such perfect hands.
The light cyan blood vessels meander on the back of the hand, which seems to have an inexplicable aesthetic feeling.
"What's the matter, don't you mean to go down the mountain?" Fu Yunsheng asked in a deep voice with his eyes down.
Xie Yu took him by the wrist and said in a soft voice, "I want to go down the mountain, but do I have to deal with your hand before I go down the mountain?"
Fu Yunsheng's eyes flashed and looked at the back of his bloodstained hand.
His white fingertips are still stained with red blood, shocking.
Xie Yu took him back to the yard with his wrist.
He took Fu Yunsheng to sit down at the table and saw the solitary bead on the table.
Xie Yu tilted his head and laughed. His voice was scattered. "You really don't care what I send you. What a good thing, how can you just throw it around like this?"
Fu Yunsheng was confused. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He simply shut his mouth.
"But it's OK to throw it around. Since I've already given it to you, it's your stuff. You can do whatever you want." Xie Yu went in, looked around and asked casually, "where are your elixir and bandage?"
Fu Yunsheng looked at the shark bead on the table and gently sipped his thin lips. His voice was a little difficult and said, "No."
Looking around him with his back, Xie Yu, looking for something, turned his head. His eyes were full of doubts, as if he had not heard his words clearly. He asked, "what?"
Fu Yunsheng looked at the bead, closed his eyes, concentrated, and reopened, "I don't have that kind of thing here."
Xie Yu was stunned.
Yes, Fu Yunsheng's situation in Yunze mountain is not good. Everyone doesn't like him. Everyone thinks he is a waste, especially his family. How can he have such things here.
He was negligent.
Xie Yu gave a faint sigh and went back to the table to sit down. He sat next to Fu Yunsheng, reached for the bead on the table, and then took Fu Yunsheng's hand. He gently rolled the bead on the back of his hand.
"There's no way. You can only use my stuff." As he rolled the wound on his hand, he said, "if I hurt you, I'll tell you."
[Ding: Fu Yunsheng's liking degree + 5, the current total liking degree is 35.]
Xie Yu smiles with his eyes down, and his movements are lighter.
Fu Yunsheng raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the young man's serious face. His mouth was smiling, as if he was doing an extraordinary event.
Suddenly, some strange emotions welled up in his heart. Fu Yunsheng couldn't help asking, "what are you laughing at?"
The smile of the young man's mouth deepened. He looked at the gradually disappearing wounds and bloodstains on the back of his hand, raised his eyes and asked, "what do you say?"