Chapter 72: Ache

When Qin Che saw the big white teeth, his tightly clenched hand slowly loosened, he hooked the corners of his lips silently, and swept away the pain in his chest.
Han Fei rushed forward happily, and she was shocked when she saw bleeding from the bandaged place around his neck when she was asking for credit.
"Why haven't dealt with it yet!"
Han Fei anxiously forgot the etiquette, she just stepped forward, frowned, and stretched out her hand to gently touch his neck, feeling even more distressed when she noticed the slight trembling under her hands.
Han Fei didn't realize how close they were, close enough that he could see the worry in her eyes, sincere and unconcealed.
"Do you have any Jinchuang medicine? You are still bleeding! What should I do, I don't have anything on my hand now..."
The more Han Fei thought about it, the more regretful she became. Why didn't she change some powdered medicine by the way when she first came? Anyway, I already have so much debt. Are you afraid of it?
Now that he was injured, Han Fei was distressed. When she was about to turn around and go to Jifeng for some medicine, her wrist was suddenly caught.
Those are cold hands.
Han Fei stared blankly at the hand holding her, her fingers were as long as white jade, and she was holding her tightly, as if she did not want to let go.
Han Fei followed his hand and slowly looked at his face. The silver surface on his face had a few cracks, and even a gap was missing. The exposed eyes were very dark and deep, like a starry sky. It was so beautiful, she saw her reflection in it, she was silly.
"Wang... Lord..."
"Qin Che."
"Ah...huh?"
"Ache."
He stubbornly said, "Ache."
Han Fei's heart trembled abruptly, she looked at those eyes, as if lost, she couldn't even hear the prompt sound of the system in her mind.
The mouth opened and closed, and his lips trembled.
"Ah, Ache..."
Qin Che smiled, his thin lips lifted up, it was a pure smile, clean and stunning.
Han Fei heard her heart beating unconvincingly, and she felt like a little deer bumping into each other, she was wailing in her heart, committing evil! Don't bring such beauty! She, her girlish heart is almost too much to bear!
Just when Han Fei was so moved and was about to show his loyalty, the beautiful thin lips spit out two words again.
"Little fat."
In an instant, all the charm disappeared.
Han Fei dumbly watched the person's smile deeper, as if her reaction made him laugh.
"Are you worried about me anymore? Fat."
Chubby?
Fat?
Did she have auditory hallucinations?
How could a male god, who has always been cold, say such a thing?
Han Fei thought she was dreaming and muttered to herself: "I must have heard it wrong... I heard it wrong... Yes, I heard it wrong..."
Han Fei muttered to herself, while trying to withdraw her hand, but the next moment, the strength that gripped her wrist suddenly deepened, she let out a cry of pain, turned her head and glared at Qin Che.
Qin Che said softly: "I don't hurt."
Han Fei was stunned, and quickly shook his head, worrying once again occupying the top, as for the ridiculous name, I forgot!
"Master, do you have any medicine? Your wound needs to be treated! It must have just been torn again. Why did you say that you fell well! You fell so hard, you let go first, let me see wound."
Slowly, the hand holding her was released, Han Fei also let out a sigh of relief, and carefully removed the bandage around his neck, watching that the hole underneath did not suddenly split, and there was blood leaking. When he came out, Yu Guang saw a medicine bottle still on the table, presumably it was Jinchuang medicine, so he picked it up, got closer and smelled it, a little surprised.
The smell of this medicine... is all precious medicinal materials.
Before he could think deeply, Han Fei treated his wound first, put on a new bandage, and made his movements as light as possible, but he could still feel his tremor.
It is probably very painful in such a sensitive position.
Han Fei couldn't help nagging again, "Master, don't do this next time, your body is too weak, you can't make it up after bleeding!"
After finally wrapping up the bandage again, Han Fei looked around and relaxed.
But the look Qin Che looked at her made Han Fei feel a little confused. The look seemed to be a little different from usual, but I couldn't tell where it was different, even...
As long as Han Fei thought of the name Ache, she blushed and she didn't dare to look at him directly.
In order to break the overly ambiguous atmosphere, Han Fei coughed and said, "Did you see it! Lord! My performance!"
He looked at her and said softly: "I have been watching."
Watching you exude a dazzling light on stage.
Watching you waving your charm.
Seeing you on there, the farther away from me.
Han Fei's eyes lit up, like a child waiting to be praised. If there is a tail, it must be wagging high at the moment.
"I, I tried my best! I tried my best! You, did you see... I, outside the Great Wall that I made up for you, do you see those sceneries and scenes? I, I want to show you ..."
There are many things she wanted to say, but at this moment, Han Fei seemed to be stuttering. She tried hard to express her meaning, but the more she said it, the more anxious she became, the more she stuttered.
Seeing her appearance, Qin Che's chest became a little hot, he squeezed his hand, and whispered: "I saw it."
Han Fei smirked. She didn't know how to place her hands and feet. She kept trembling and said, "It's fine if you see it...it's the back. I failed. I didn't finish the whole song. I'm sorry... Did I disappoint you? Up."
In the last sentence, Han Fei said very quietly, still a little nervous.
"You did very well."
"really?"
Han Fei was pleasantly surprised.
"Ok."
Qin Che nodded.
"Great... I'm afraid you won't be able to see it. I put my best effort here, although... Maybe there is no amazing dance of Han Yan... You must like her show better, she dances beautifully... "
While talking, Han Fei didn’t know why her tone was sour. She half-kneeled on the ground, lowered her head, thinking, she was dismissive of it before, or even not caring, but when she After speaking, she knew that... it was not that she didn't care, but she didn't dare to care.
"Han Fei."
She looked up.
He saw the anxiety in her eyes.
Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, placed it on her head, and rubbed it lightly.
Han Fei's eyes widened in an instant, and she was a little unbelievable. Is such a gentle movement really made by this frosty lord in the past?
"You did very well."
At this moment, Han Fei's eyes became a little wet, and she whispered back.
"Yes...thank you."
"Ache."