Chapter 963: : Wound, how to get it?

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"Brother Che, how can you stay here alone." Lan Le walked over with a smile.
Xuanyuan sat up thoroughly and frowned at Lan Le: "How did you come in."
"I'll bring you a cake in here, well, this is Mo Xue's engagement cake. Don't you take a bite as your brother?" Lan Le had already walked to the table.
"That doesn't require you to come and deliver it yourself," Xuanyuan said coldly.
"Isn't it a problem if I send them?" Lan Le put the cake on the table, her smile was sweet, and she was able to kill a group of people.
Black Eye glanced at the cake on the table casually, Xuanyuan said: "You also took something, you can go out." He did not go to see Lan Le.
"I haven't eaten yet. Let's eat together." Lan Le said, sitting directly beside Xuanyuan, without any evasion.
It just made his brow deeper: "Are you sure you can sit beside me like this? Do you want to do bad things with your husband?"
"Ah, Brother Che, what are you talking about? We are brothers and sisters who grew up. Your parents are my godmothers and fathers. It is normal for us to sit and eat together. How can this be called a bad thing? ?" Lan Le said in surprise.
Xuanyuan thoroughly exhaled a breath, this crazy girl is really as crazy as before, it seems that she is doing very well now.
Lan Le was about to pick up the fork and insert the cake.
Her tiny wrist was suddenly caught by Xuanyuan and slammed. He pushed Lan Le down on the sofa: "Le Le, don't try to do dangerous things, now roll away now."
Pressed down by Xuanyuan, Lan Le's eyes widened, his pupils trembling, his words were so piercing, but soon, Lan Le reacted: "Brother, you are pressing me, how can I get away?" ?"
At this time's posture, Xuanyuan grasped Lan Le's hands and pressed her on the sofa. The two people's bodies were close to each other, and they could feel the breath between each other, warm and hot. of.
Lan Le Nuo said: "Moreover, it is not me who is doing bad things now, it seems that Che is yours too!" she said innocently.
Xuanyuan frowned deeply and was about to loosen Lan Le while sitting up. He suddenly grasped the big palm of Lan Le's wrist and suddenly touched it, and the black eyes immediately became deep: "What is this?"
Looking at Lan Le's left wrist, there was a long scar there, and it was definitely a deep wound that would cause such a trace, and there were obviously some marks that had been sutured by surgery.
Lan Le immediately retracted his hand and took hold of her wrist: "It's nothing." That was the trace left when she committed suicide. At that time, she was deeply cut, and once the wrist was not able to move, she recovered after several operations. The original appearance now basically has no problems, but there are still scars, the doctor said that the scars will take at least a few months to completely disappear.
"You didn't have this thing before. How long did you get it? How could it be a wrist?" he asked, anxiously in his eyes.
Lan Le took advantage of his slackness and crawled out from under him, curling to the side. She carefully guarded her wrist: "If you accidentally cut it, you don't need to make such a fuss."
"Did you accidentally cut your veins?" Xuanyuan's sharp eyes pressed Lan Le straight, as if to force the truth out of her belly.
In order to avoid his eyes, Lan Le began to cut the piece of cake: "Come on, eat the cake."
"Return to me! How did the scar on my hand come from?" Xuanyuan Ke did not intend to let Lan Le mean, and continued to ask.
She put down the cake in her hand, and the original stiff face slowly pulled a smile, and the little tiger's teeth showed a sweet, looking at Xuanyuan: "Brother Che, are you worried about me?"
Lan Le said in a sentence, the Xuanyuan's words were directly blocked, and the sharp eyes just now stayed instantly: "No."
"No worries about me, why do you ask so much? Brother Che, you have a bad heart." Lan Le said with a laugh.
Xuanyuan's face was instantly cold: "You eat it yourself, I'm going out." He will leave after all.
"Ouch... oh oh..." Lan Le shouted suddenly.
Xuanyuan thoroughly ignored it and walked directly outside the door.
"Oh...it's going to die, oh...it hurts me." Lan Le suddenly rolled on the sofa, she kept covering her belly.
He finally stopped and glanced at her rolling on the sofa: "What are you pretending to be?"
"Stomach pain." Lan Le said pitifully, his eyes tearful, and the iceberg was moved when he saw it. She looked painfully, and the people she saw couldn't help but want to ask her in the past.
"It's just fine, why did my stomach hurt?" Xuanyuan asked ruthlessly, and didn't seem to believe Lan Le at all.
"Probably the one that ate badly." Lan Le pointed to the cake that had been bitten by her.
"Really? Then I'll call the doctor for you, so you'll hurt first!" Xuanyuan said coldly, and determined that Lan Le was pretending, so he didn't care.
You have Zhang Liangji, she has a wall ladder: "No, no, no doctor."
"Huh? Why? Why didn't you find a doctor again? Didn't you hurt so badly?" Xuanyuan sniffed at the corner of his mouth.
Lan Le looked at Xuanyuan watery: "You can help me find Qilin and come over, he will rub my stomach for me."
When her sharp words fell behind, Xuanyuan's face changed greatly, half green and half purple, standing there like a sculpture.
"Brother Che, why don't you even help me with this little thing?" Lan Le asked pitifully.
Xuanyuan's eyes were burning, and he strode toward the sofa. He lifted Lan Le's petite body with anger.
"Say, where does it hurt? Where does it need to be massaged?" he asked sharply, his voice very heavy, as if to swallow Lan Le.
Lan Le was also taken aback. His feet were volleyed, and he was caught like a baby chicken, and he grievously pointed to his stomach: "Here... it hurts."
Xuanyuan thoroughly put her back on the sofa, and sat on the side of the sofa. She put her big hand on her small belly and gently massaged it, which was very skillful.
Lan Le's eyes widened, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes: "Brother Che, thank you, so kindly massage my stomach."
"No need to thank, my brother should give my sister a massage!" Xuanyuan said coldly.
There was a happy smile on the corner of her mouth: "Well, Brother Che, you can massage."
Xuanyuan didn't talk back and didn't go to see Lan Le, his eyes gleamed relentlessly cold. The room was terrible and quiet. The room where only these two people were was so intimate and so warm. As if only two of them were left in this world, no one could enter their space.