Chapter 1167: Unconsciousness

She looked at everything in front of her curiously, and only felt that she had a special life.
Can't help it softly. Muttered, "Where is this, who are you? Who am I?"
Such an innocent tone, there is no longer the arrogance of the past, and some are just innocent doubts of a little girl.
"Nuanhua..." Mingye looked at Tang Nuan's painting in front of him, feeling a moment of discomfort.
Blood Eagle felt particularly excited, "Boss, it seems that my medicine has succeeded, Miss Tang has really forgotten..."
Before he finished speaking, Ming Ye suddenly flew over with a cold eye and glared at the blood eagle.
The blood eagle closed his mouth immediately, and then it suddenly occurred to him that he was in front of Tang Nuan's painting. If he said these things, all his efforts would be wasted.
So he just smiled palely at Ming Ye, "All in all, congratulations to the boss."
"Congratulations? Congratulations?" Ming Ye snorted coldly, not feeling that this was something to be happy about.
Then he said coldly to Xueying, "You go out first. I will stay alone with Nuanhua for a while."
"Yes." A smile appeared at the corner of the blood hawk's mouth, and he immediately walked out a few steps, closing the door gently by the way.
Only Tang Nuan painting and Ming Ye remained in the room.
Tang Nuan's painting is still looking at everything around him curiously, with a slight smile on his face, like a holy little angel.
But Ming Ye felt deeply self-blame.
He tortured himself with uncertainty and made her forget everything, is it really okay?
"Hey, you look very unhappy."
As he was thinking, Tang Nuan's painting interrupted Ming Ye's contemplation and looked at him with innocent curiosity.
The clear eyes are full of the most natural sense of sunshine.
When Ming Ye saw such Tang Nuan paintings, she was faintly moved in her heart, and she couldn't help but grinned palely, opening the corners of her mouth, "I am not unhappy, but you, Nuanhua, are you happy?"
"Ah? Is my name called Nuan Hua?" Tang Nuan was taken aback.
The man in front of her called her Nuanhua, she instinctively thought that she was called Nuanhua without any thought.
"Yes, your name is Nuanhua."
Ming Ye smiled caringly, looking at her childlike appearance, couldn't help reaching out and touching her head gently, "My name is Ming Ye."
"Ming Ye, it's a strange name." Tang Nuan painted softly muttered.
Then she looked at the window subconsciously, and unexpectedly discovered that there were colorful night lights outside the window, and the cherry blossom trees were very gorgeous against the night lights.
A gust of wind blows gently, and the cherry blossoms keep falling, looking so beautiful under the colorful lights.
"Wow, this is too pretty!"
Tang Nuanhua couldn't help exclaiming happily, then she lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed, and then ran out of the window without time to wear the shoes.
Opening the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, Tang Nuan's painting rushed to the balcony, enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Ming Ye followed her and walked out. When she went out, she happened to see Tang Nuan painting with a bright face stretching out her delicate slender hand, placing her palm under the light, trying to catch some cherry blossoms.
Sakura also fell into her delicate palm with great face, and finally, a thin layer accumulated in her hand.
"Ha, it's so beautiful!" Tang Nuan's painting let out a silver bell-like laugh.
The sunny profile looks so fluent under the light, the facial features are exquisite, small and smart, and the lines on the body are just right. A pair of delicate eyebrows stretched freely, and underneath were a pair of black and bright eyes that were indescribably clear.
Bright, and God.
Looking at such Tang Nuan paintings, Ming Ye couldn't help but ask, "Nuan painting, do you really remember nothing?"
"Huh? What did you say?" When Tang Nuanhua heard this, he recovered with curiosity, and the brilliant brilliance fell on her face. She looked much better than those cherry blossoms.
"It's nothing." Ming Ye changed her words quickly, suddenly feeling that this was also good.
Looking at this picture, she may really not remember the past.
Although Ming Ye felt very guilty in her heart, if she thought a little bit selfishly, at least in this girl's eyes, there was no one else besides him at this moment.
Turning his head, Tang Nuan was still painting cherry blossoms, and the smile on his face was not fake.
She really thought this scene was beautiful, and she couldn't help but want to share it with someone, but when she looked back at Ming Ye, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It seems that it shouldn't be the person in front of me.
The one standing next to her at this moment shouldn't be...
hiss……
A sting hit again.
Tang Nuanhua held her head tightly, feeling suffocated with pain.
She squatted weakly on the ground, tears and pains constantly swirling in her eyes, and her nose was even more sour, so her thoughts just now had to be interrupted.
"Nuanhua, warm painting!" Mingye saw something wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Tang Nuan painting.
Tang Nuanhua was unable to stand up, and fell into Ming Ye's arms along the way, after which he fainted.
"Nuanhua?" Seeing the people under her body didn't respond, Mingye was very anxious.
He quickly hugged Tang Nuan's painting and put it on the bed, and carefully covered her with the quilt, and then Mingye strode out, "Blood Eagle! Blood Eagle!"
When he heard this sound, Blood Eagle was making tea in the hall, humming the tune, and thinking about the state of Tang Nuan painting just now, he was very happy.
At least my medicine is useful, and at least I can do something for the boss.
"Blood Eagle!" Suddenly, an angry shout came.
The blood eagle made tea with a hand that couldn't hold it firmly. The glass teapot fell directly on the ground and fell to pieces. The hot tea splashed all over, causing the blood eagle's hand to scald a few small bubbles.
But the blood eagle didn't care. He respectfully arrived in front of Ming Ye, saw Ming Ye's menacing appearance, and quickly asked nervously, "Boss! What's wrong with you?"
"What are the ingredients in your medicine!" Ming Ye yelled angrily.
"This..." The Blood Eagle stammered inexplicably, and then he didn't answer directly, but just changed the subject and asked, "Boss, did Miss Tang faint?"
"If you know you still ask!" Ming Ye was furious.
He seriously doubted whether the blood eagle used something for Tang Nuan's painting, which caused the girl to become unconscious, get a headache at every turn, and then fainted directly.
If this were the case, wouldn't it threaten Tang Nuan's life?
Thinking of this, Ming Ye's expression became more severe, and Blood Eagle had to give an explanation.