Qin Wuyan's hand landed on the tie around her waist, Zhuang Xiaoyu resolutely refused to follow, dodging, a little annoyed: "Ayan, I'm a little tired today, don't make trouble."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Qin Wuyan seemed really annoyed, so he had to give up.

He let go of her and said softly, "I'll get you the pearl hairpin."

Qin Wuyan stood up, walked to the dressing table, opened the drawer, and took out the tightly wrapped luminous pearl hairpin from inside. The bedroom lit up instantly, and the faint soft white light reflected Qin Wuyan's absolutely handsome face. His face seemed to have coated his skin with a layer of soft light, making him look even more beautiful.

Qin Wuyan lowered his eyes, stared at the pearl hairpin for a while, then turned around, went back to the bed, and hung the pearl hairpin on the ceiling.

The small space surrounded by gauze seemed to become much brighter immediately.

Zhuang Xiaoyu folded the pillows and leaned against her back, moved her body to the side, and grabbed Qin Wuyan's hand: "You also lie down for a while."

When I grabbed his sleeves, I realized that something was wrong. Although the cuffs had been tidied on purpose, I could still find that the cuffs seemed to be scratched.

Qin Wuyan was immersed in Zhuang Xiaoyu's concern for him, and didn't realize this for a moment, he was taking off his shoes, and raised his hand to untie his belt.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly sat up on his knees, grabbed his hand, and stroked the cuff up, and saw Qin Wuyan's bloody arm scratched by the woman's nails.

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the scar on his arm for a moment, raised her eyes, and asked, "What's going on, where did you get it?"

Qin Wuyan's eyes flickered, fearing that she might misunderstand, he withdrew his arm and put down the cuff, "It's okay, I accidentally made it."

But the woman is too clear about the scratches made by nails, how could Zhuang Xiaoyu believe it, and asked: "Where did you accidentally make it?"

Even so, Zhuang Xiaoyu got up in a hurry, hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the ointment inside, returned to Qin Wuyan's side, and carefully applied the ointment to his wound.

Qin Wuyan stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's gentle and distressed eyebrows, and a trace of sweetness appeared in his heart, "Today, I went to Zhuangzi where Min's family specializes in planting chrysanthemums. When I met someone in the house, I thought it was a thief. After a fight, I grabbed him neck..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's doubtful heart suddenly became smoother. Apart from feeling sorry for Qin Wuyan, he blamed himself. He felt that he was too caring, how could he not trust him.

When Zhuang Xiaoyu helped Qin Wuyan tie up the wound, Qin Wuyan suddenly stood up from the bed: "I have been busy all day today, and when I came here on horseback, there was a lot of dust, I'd better go to wash it up first, and wait for my body to be clean. I'll come back and talk to you later."

Zhuang Xiaoyu hurriedly followed behind him: "Don't get your arms wet, I'll help you..."

"This injury is nothing." Qin Wuyan went into the ear room, saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's bath water had not been poured, so he took off his clothes and was about to step in, but was stopped by Zhuang Xiaoyu.

"This is the water I washed in." She touched the temperature of the water, and it was only slightly warm: "It's already cold, I'll ask someone to come over and change it for you."

"Don't be so troublesome." Qin Wuyan held her back: "You don't leave the gate every day, your body is already clean, and the water is also clear, not dirty.

Besides, I take cold showers all year round, and the water is still warm, so it's not considered cold. "

Qin Wuyan took off his outer shirt in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, and went to take off his inner clothes...