: 30 Regret

why are you mad?
Xiao Ba was stunned by this question.
She looked at Yan Qing subconsciously, but saw a deep silence in his pupils.
His pupils are relatively light, and at this time it seems that a thin layer of moonlight is on the cage, like a moon immersed in a cold pool, cold and bright, but unpredictable.
He always didn't have any expressions, but at this moment, just looking at each other like this, she suddenly seemed to be scalded by something.
"Because you lied to me!"
She subconsciously avoided Yan Qing's sight, and threw a word quickly and hastily.
Yan Qing thought, this is not the answer he wants to hear.
So he calmly said:
"Lin Zhifei was injured in a coma and was in a critical condition. At the time, it was really difficult for me to speak. Not to mention—"
He paused.
"This kind of injury is not the first time, and it has been the same before. So, I did not deliberately conceal it, let alone lie to you."
Xiao Ba's mood when he said this is even more complicated.
She didn't know Yan Qing very well before, so how could she know that he was injured without telling him?
What's more, she had just been impulsive, and she asked when she ran in. As a result... he even forgot to read that he used his right hand to practice the sword.
The original arrogant arrogance, suddenly disappeared without a trace.
She stared at the ground and coughed slightly.
"oh, I see..."
Then she ran over like this, really...
"Then, what happened to your injury now?"
After holding back for a long time, she finally asked.
"If it's okay, I'll go first—"
"Nothing, a little injury."
Yan Qing's answer was light and windy.
Originally Xiao Ba was really planning to leave. Upon hearing this, he suddenly remembered what Jian Fengchi had said.
How could it be a minor injury?
Her eyes fell on his shoulders.
Then she took a deep breath and said:
"Then let me see."
Yan Qing was startled, and quickly understood what she meant.
He hesitated for a moment and shook his head:
"No. Compared with Lin Zhifei's injury, it's really nothing."
"Lin Zhifei is Lin Zhifei, you are you!"
Besides, what's the comparison with injury?
Xiao Ba saw his disapproving look, so he was furious.
She grabbed Yan Qing's right arm, dragged him into the room, and then pressed the person into the chair.
The lights were on in the room, and the shadows were brilliant.
Then, she stood in front of him with arms folded and said:
"Take it off!"
...
Xiao Ba swears that when she said these words, she really didn't have any thoughts aside.
However, sometimes things do not go in the direction that they expected.
Just like this time.
It was cold, and Yan Qing was wearing thin clothes. When she moved, she could even see the undulations of the muscles under his clothes.
About the left hand is inconvenient, he put the sword on the table, after a moment of silence, he began to unbuckle with one hand with his right hand.
He tilted his head slightly, starting with the top one.
The faint light outlines his cool side face, with a high nose and a smooth jaw.
The raised Adam's apple, for some reason, was particularly conspicuous at this time.
Xiao Ba stared at it, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: I don’t know how it feels to touch...
She quickly woke up.
crazy!
She actually had this idea! ?
But soon, her attention was taken away again-Yan Qing had already untied the first button and started to untie the second one.
He tilted his head, and under his slightly loose collar, he could see a clavicle.
Thin, straight, and the body under the clothes seems to contain vigorous power.
Then, she thought, is a man's collarbone so beautiful...
Yan Qing didn't seem to notice her look at this time.
Click.
A faint voice came.
Xiao Ba froze for a moment, and then saw Yan Qing untie the jade belt around his waist.
Then, the jade belt was placed on the table-under her eyelids.
She glanced at it, and suddenly remembered the scene that night when she stretched out her finger and hooked the jade belt.
Her face heated up instantly.
Yan Qing asked:
"Is it all right?"
She was startled and raised her eyes subconsciously.
Yan Qing was wearing a black shirt. Even though it was loose, he still seemed to be able to see his thin waist faintly.
The position of the left shoulder is indeed somewhat different.
Want to come because of bandaging?
She said:
"No, I want to see your wound, how do you look at it?"
Yan Qing paused, and finally took off his shirt again.
The night breeze is blowing, the moonlight is melting, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.
Under the lights, a thin but strong body came into her eyes.
On weekdays, he looks thin, but now he takes off his clothes and makes people realize that the strength under those tough and beautiful muscles should never be underestimated.
Xiao Ba was taken aback, and then he saw the gauze wrapped around his left shoulder.
It was also smeared with blood.
She frowned and walked forward again.
"The wound is opening and bleeding again?"
She asked, and then said very confidently:
"It must be caused by your sword practice just now."
Although he was not on one side, it was normal for him to practice swords, which would arouse qi and blood and worsen his injuries.
Yan Qing glanced at it and didn't seem to care very much.
"Maybe."
Xiao Ba glared at him.
"Just now you said it was okay? What do you say now!?"
She reached out to untie his gauze, intending to help with the bandage again.
She became angry again.
But soon, this anger dissipated.
A wound with deep bones traversed his entire left shoulder and spread all the way to the edge of his chest.
Even though he had been drugged, it was still shocking.
Xiao Ba had expected it before, but the moment he really saw it, the apex of his heart still trembled.
Such injuries...
If it is a little bit closer, his entire arm will be cut off, or it will be penetrated through the heart.
He actually... just endured it like this?
If it weren't for Jian Fengchi, no one would have known that he had suffered such an injury and experienced such pain.
Xiao Pachi pursed his mouth, only to feel his chest suffocated.
It seems that I want to get angry, but I have nowhere to vent.
Deep in my heart, it was sour and swelling, and I couldn't tell how it felt.
She didn't speak, just got up and took hot water and a veil to help him wipe off the bleeding blood.
Her movements were very light, and there was no one talking in the room, so it was very quiet.
After a while, Yan Qing turned to look at her, but only saw her with her eyes down, her thick curled eyelashes trembling slightly, like a flying butterfly.
He actually wanted to see her look at this moment.
But she seemed to be very focused, and after the wiping, she started taking the medicine again.
When the powder fell on the wound, his body tightened for a moment, and his muscles twitched slightly.
This movement is very subtle, but Xiao Ba can see clearly.
She paused briefly, moving more carefully.
The two sat close together.
When she was applying the medicine, her warm breath fell on his body, and her delicate and soft hands swept past his skin from time to time.
In addition to the pain, there is a itch that gradually diffuses.
Yan Qing suddenly regretted it.
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Here comes the problem.
Who is it that covets whom?