"If you don't understand, you don't have to take up space." Night ice light said.
From the beginning to the end, night ice's attitude has changed a point, even in the rescue of Ling Xiaoya is confident to indifferent.
Yi yuluo seems to be used to the tone of night ice. He takes a look at the small book in his hand and throws it in when he passes the garbage can.
...
after Zhang Xingyun got home, she carried Ling Xiaoya into the bedroom. Although she was almost ruled by night ice's heart inflammation needle, she still had a little skin injury.
In order not to let the wound infection, Zhang Xingyun can only take a towel bit by bit to clean her body of blood.
After Ling Xiaohan came back again, looking at Zhang Xingyun holding Ling Xiaoya's back, he didn't know what he was thinking. After standing at the door for a while, he returned to his room.
Maybe it's too exciting, and the whole person seems a little dull.
When Zhang Xingyun was ready to take off Ling Xiaoya's clothes, the boss blushed a little, but looking at Zhang Xingyun's eyes without any evil thoughts, she didn't say what she wanted to stop.
Zhang Xingyun carefully helps Ling Xiaoya wipe her body. She avoids the wound carefully for fear of infection.
Looking at the man's face, Ling Xiaoya thought of a word without any reason, the most handsome man is serious.
Xu Shi had misunderstood Zhang Xingyun before, so that she always felt guilty when facing Zhang Xingyun. Now she was taken care of by him, and her empty heart was filled again.
"Nebula, it was my fault before..." Ling Xiaoya thought of her slap and regretted it.
Why don't you believe him?
"..."
"I shouldn't have hit you." Ling Xiaoya sees that Zhang Xingyun has not spoken all the time. She just lowers her head and wipes her hands. She is flustered.
"If you are still angry, or, or... You slap me in the face."
Ling Xiaoya doesn't want to make Zhang Xingyun angry. After so many years of not apologizing, she can only say so.
Looking at the woman's expression of fear, guilt and expectation, Zhang Xingyun sighed helplessly, "have a good rest first...
" are you still angry? Angry you hit me... You don't go... "Ling Xiaoya said tears came out again, this feeling of worrying about gain and loss made her very uncomfortable.
"Well, if you don't drive me away, I won't go."
Although Zhang Xingyun was really angry before, now I can't afford to be angry when I see Ling Xiaoya like this...
"Xingyun, what I said is true. If you are angry, you can hit me." With that, Ling Xiaoya took Zhang Xingyun's hand and fanned her face.
But on the way, Zhang Xingyun caught her back, "I can't bear it."
Yes, I couldn't give up. Even if Ling Xiaoya hit herself, Zhang Xingyun couldn't slap her.
"Nebula... I'm sorry..." Ling Xiaoya's beautiful eyes are full of tears, and she looks at the man who helps him clean conscientiously.
"Your wound is all right. I've given you medicine for the bruise on your arm. It will be better in two days. There will be no scar." Zhang Xingyun smiles at Ling Xiaoya.
Zhang Xingyun brings lingxiaoya a cup of warm water, then washes her dirty clothes and prepares to leave.
"Nebula, go wash it first, and then come to my room." Ling Xiaoya looks at Zhang Xingyun's clothes, which are also stained with blood, and whispers.
Today, she did something sorry for Zhang Xingyun, but Ling Xiaoya still wanted to do something to remedy it.
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