Rare Confused Concubine

I turned my face away, ignoring him and walking away.

When I walked up the corridor, seeing him pressing his chest with one hand, my heart softened instantly, and I couldn't move anymore.

Reluctantly turning back, he stretched out his hand to support him: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, can you stop being cool?"

He looked at me expectantly and said, "Can you be gentler?"

"I'm not a little white rabbit!" I pushed back, seeming to like to sing against him.

He smiled lightly: "Yes, you are not a little white rabbit, you are a wild cat."

To get along with him, you have to go back and learn the word calm first.

After taking a deep breath, I smiled, "My lord, you are not bad, you are a fox with rabbit fur."

He looked at me with gentle eyes and said, "I don't realize that I have the characteristics of a fox."

Of course, "Bad guys don't usually admit they're bad guys," I remarked.

"Qing'er thinks I'm bad?" he asked.

"You're a good guy!" I gently tugged at him, "Let's go, you're still so wordy with an injury."

He stopped talking and put one hand on my waist. I was puzzled by this posture. Should I help him or should he help me?When I was about to get to the room, I finally understood that he was fooling me, just to see how easily he entered the room.

"Fox!" I said angrily behind him.

He looked back with a sly smile, a veritable fox.

He took off his coat, and he could still see blood stains oozing from the right side of his chest, which soaked his underwear. I was a person with a slight halo, and I felt numb when I saw it, but my feet involuntarily stepped forward to check.

Xiang Yueyu took off his inner jacket, glanced at me, and saw that I didn't respond shyly, so he took off the whole jacket: "Qing'er, help me get a pajamas here."

Where, where are the clothes?

What a failure, from this point I know how strange my relationship with him is, and I don't know anything about his life.

Seeing my confused expression standing there, he looked at me amusedly and said, "Ask the maid to get it, I forgot, Qing'er has never been to my dormitory."

I really want to say that I am a polite person and I will not break into other people's dormitories casually.

I mentioned it at the corner of my mouth, and reluctantly went out to find a maid to lead the way. It would be nice to have this opportunity to get acquainted.

The storage room is next door, I found a loose robe, and when I returned to the room, Xiang Yueyu wiped around the wound with inflexibility, and there was a smell of alcohol.

I stepped forward and took his cloth towel: "Let me do it!" Gently wiped around his wound, the gauze was already covered with blood stains, my whole body felt numb from time to time, controlled the strength on my hand, and tried to relax myself: "It seems that you are really angry with me. Why are you making such a big move, and the wound is bleeding again. How about I go back to the house after you recover, so as to prevent you from being hurt by my anger?" I tentatively asked.

"You think beautifully!" This man would also say this kind of stingy words, his faint eyes flashed on my forehead, he suddenly lowered his head, and naturally kissed my forehead.