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"In the second drawer," vatsing said, pointing to the table under the TV

Wen Yiyan, with a cold face, turned to the table, squatted down to open the second drawer, and took out the medicine box from it.

With the medicine box in his hand, he stepped to the sofa and sat down beside Vatican star.

"Hands out." Wen Yiyan lowered his head and dipped the ointment with a cotton swab, and said in a low voice.

Fanxing gently opened his sleeve to expose the bruised skin on his arm. He spoke to Wen from the wound to facilitate his medication.

Wen Yiyan used a cotton swab stained with ointment and gently daubed it on her wound.

Probably for fear of her pain, he deliberately softened the action, lowered his head, cool and handsome face close to the wound, the breath of breath would inadvertently spread on it, as if the injured child was breathing.

Looking at his cold and serious side face, Vatican star wronged all the way to the heart, suddenly like a calm lake, at that moment.

She gazed at him deeply. Her nose was sour, and suddenly she felt that she was useless.

Every time he showed a little concern, she would immediately surrender without any principle and struggle.

Fanxing moved his lower lip, hesitated again and again, or took the lead to break the silence, "your birthday gift, I like it very much, thank you."

In addition to the beginning to see, the five-year college entrance examination three-year simulation of the sky thunder rolling, everything is very good.

Wen Yiyan looks unchanged, still drooping eyes gently daub the wound, deep cold eyes are visible to the naked eye soft down.

Fanxing lowered his head and looked up to see the expression of his eyes.

Sunlight through the window hit his soft and simple short hair, carved perfect high bridge of the nose dropped a few glimpses of shadow, expression mist, can not detect the slightest mood change.

Before his reply, Brahman thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I know it's wrong."

She apologized sincerely and promised, "I'll never take another person's car casually in the future."

How dare she go to take such a bad driving skill.

Wen Yiyan holds the cotton swab slightly.

For a moment, he added some ointment, then changed to her other arm, which was not covered with medicine, and continued to apply it.

Although Wen Yiyan did not have any definite reaction, but Fanxing knew that he had listened to it and moved the position to facilitate his medication.

She gazed at his face for a long time. The empty hand gently grabbed his sleeve and said in a soft voice, "can you stop leaving me alone in the future?"

"You know, no matter who or anything wants to drag me, but as long as you need me, I will go with you without hesitation."

Wen Yiyan's action stopped completely, and his sight was still on that piece of unfortunately abraded skin, but the color of her eyes was hard to suppress.

Aware of the ambiguous past of his words, Vatican immediately released his hand, his face was hot, and he was at a loss as to where to put it.

Bite lip silence for a moment, she smile reluctantly to their own round words.

"I, I, we grew up together after all, and we can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. Among the people I know, we have the strongest relationship, so I will go with you at any time."

"Where do you want to go with me?" With the sound of a deep voice, Wen Yiyan turned his head and looked at the Vatican star.

Maybe it was an accident, or it might be intentional. Just now, Fanxing wanted to peek at his expression, so his face leaned up a little. At the moment, he suddenly turned his head unprepared, causing her cardiac arrest.

"Puff, puff, puff..." After stopping for a second, Vatican's little heart began to bump into each other.

Too close! Too close!

The tip of his nose was almost close to hers.

The breath mingled with each other, and she could even see her startled face in his dark pupils.

All around seemed to be still, except for his familiar body fragrance of peppermint, Vatican could not feel anything else.

Wen Yiyan's eyes are obviously also a little bit surprised, the body suddenly some stiff.

Two people so as if no one else, but also really no one to look at each other for a few seconds, Wen Yiyan suddenly side head, avoid her slightly shy sight.

"Cough." Uncomfortable light cough a, warm a word to close the eyes, all should not have the agitation to cover up under the face.

"Put the medicine on the table for me."

Fanxing blinked, blushed, "Oh," and obediently put his feet on the table.

Wen gently lifted up her trouser legs to reveal the injured part of her knee.

After that episode, both of them did not speak again.

One was absorbed in applying medicine with his head down, the other with his head up and his eyes fixed on the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

After the medicine, Wen Yiyan put the things away and put the medicine box back in place.

He stood by the sofa, looked at her wound, frowned, hesitantly asked: "can you go out to play?""Hiss!" Hearing his question, Fanxing tried to stand up and say yes, but his knee wound touched the edge of the sofa, which made him grinning.

Wen a word eyebrow suddenly twist, can't help but scold: "said how many times, don't always be rash, don't know you have a lot of wounds?"

Fanxing was roared and shrunk his body. He nodded and said, "I know."

She gritted her teeth and held back the pain. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at him stealthily. Then she gave a silly smile full of regret and said, "it seems that I can't go..."

What a pain, crying

Wen a word to stare at her wound, fortunately just lightly touched, the wound seeps blood.

"Then you have a good rest and pay attention not to let the wound touch water No He suddenly pauses, looks at her sternly, the deep voice reminds, "is does not let the wound touch anything."

"Well, I remember." Afraid that he would not believe it, Brahma nodded heavily.

"I went back." With that, Wen Yiyan took another look at her, and then she wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Fanxing didn't want to think about it. In the moment he turned around, he grabbed his hand in a hurry.

"We can't go out, but we can Well, look at the movies and so on. I know that there is a European movie that is very good. After watching it, I can improve my English. No, why don't we have a look together? "

Fanxing's eyes are carefully staring at Wen Yiyan. His nervous palms are sweating, and his words are stuttering. He is really anxious to kill others.

Wen Yiyan looks back at her, her expression is indifferent and her eyes are deep.

Fanxing closed his eyes and asked, "is that ok?"

Wen Yiyan gazed at her for a long time, and finally gave a faint "um".

A sun flower like warm and brilliant smile, slowly climbed up to the white and flawless face of Vatican. She smilingly raised her hand and said with a smile, "I don't have a computer. Go to your home to see it."

Wen Yiyan picked a eyebrow, puzzled to see her raised hands, "what?"

Fanxing laughed more happily. He shook his hands and said of course, "I'm hurt. It's inconvenient to walk. As a young man, you can hold me."

The so-called "face on the nose" refers to the thick skinned people like Fanxing.

Wen Yiyan indifferently inclined her one eye, lips pursed, finally walked to bend down to hold her horizontally.

Fanxing's heart was in a flash of joy, and her little heart was hard to calm down. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes almost bent into a crescent moon.

Strong and powerful arms in her arms, long legs steadily open, Wen Yiyan holding the Vatican star out of the Vatican home, back to the Wen family.

"Back so soon?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, Liu Jiamin looked at the door with some doubts.

Fanxing opens the door, Wen Yiyan embraces her and strides forward indifferently. After seeing the two people sitting in the living room, he stops his pace and goes on for a moment.

"Mom, Aunt Li."

"Aunt, Aunt Li."

They came to the living room and politely said hello to the two elders sitting on the sofa.

That year, after uncle Jiang and Xiake left for business, they soon came back to clean up their things and suddenly sold the house. The specific reason for this was not clear to Fanxing. According to his father, it seemed that Xiake's mother had an accident.

This Aunt Li, who later moved into the Chiang family, was also a new neighbor of the Wen family and the Vatican family.

Aunt Li looked at them and though surprised at their behavior, she still nodded with a kind smile.

"Oh, my God. Is Xiaoxing hurt?" Liu Jiamin saw the swelling of Fanxing's knee with sharp eyes and cried out in a low voice.

She stood up in a hurry and went to Wen Yiyan to check the wound of Fanxing. Her eyes were full of heartache.

"How can skating be hurt like this? In a word, as a boy, you are still several years older than Xiaoxing. How can you look at her a little bit? What should I do if you have scars?"

Liu Jiamin doesn't agree with Xiang Wen, and his tone of accountability is a little heavy.

Wen Yiyan's eye color gradually darkens, does not speak.

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