Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 207 He is such a gentle person!
Feng Qingchen remained unmoved, took out a piece of clean white silk, gently pulled her arm in front of her, and then wrapped the wound on her arm properly.

Feng Qingchen did it very gently and meticulously, without hurting her.

Bai Mingwei's eyes couldn't help but stay on Feng Qingchen's face.

The familiar face under the lamp had a serious expression, bathed in warm orange light, and that heart-stirring lip color seemed to always be smiling.

The smile was sometimes warm, sometimes cold, sometimes unpredictable, sometimes erratic... But she really rarely saw Feng Qingchen not smiling.

Looking at his serious look, Bai Mingwei once again wondered if Feng Qingchen had a pair of invisible eyes. How could the wounds that were treated in the dark be so appropriate without any mistakes?
But she never saw Feng Qingchen's slightly trembling hands when she put away the medicine bottle.

For several moments, Feng Qingchen was afraid of hurting her.

I was so careful that my hands were shaking.

After finishing all this, Feng Qingchen replied to Bai Mingwei: "It's not yet dawn, don't be in a hurry, you can take a rest and I'll wait for you to fall asleep before leaving."

Bai Mingwei saw clearly the stubbornness on his face that would not give up until he reached his goal. She did not refuse, took off her cloak and clothes and lay down on the bed.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, the quilt covered him.

Feng Qingchen then sat on the edge of the bed and tucked her into bed.

She didn't resist and cooperated well with Feng Qingchen.

Seeing that Feng Qingchen had no intention of leaving, she persuaded him: "If the matter is urgent, don't delay. If you waste time, you have to speed up on the road. The road is slippery in the snow and is unsafe."

Feng Qingchen stretched his hand above her head, paused for a moment as if hesitating, and finally patted it gently: "I will leave after you fall asleep."

Bai Mingwei stopped talking and slowly closed his eyes.

She felt a little uncomfortable lying down on her back to sleep, so she turned over with her back to Feng Qingchen.

It was quiet everywhere, and the snow fell silently outside the window.

In this quiet moment, the senses become clearer.

The injuries on the fingertips and arms felt a slight chill under the influence of the medicine.

The slightly cool feeling was extremely ironing. She didn't have to endure the pain she was used to, and even falling asleep became relaxed and comfortable.

In the silence, the breathing of the two people could be heard clearly.

After a while, Bai Ming spoke slightly, with a hint of sleepiness in his voice: "Feng Qingchen, you are really a very gentle person..."

Feng Qingchen was startled, and then the corners of his lips raised high.

He stretched out his hand and patted the quilt lightly, and murmured: "This is exclusive to you. If you like it, I can show you all my soft side."

Bai Mingwei's voice was filled with more sleepiness and was already vague: "You are also injured, have you taken good medicine?"

Feng Qingchen was about to reply when the sound of breathing in his ears became long and even.

With a smile on his lips, he still responded to Bai Mingwei who had entered the dream: "I cherish myself very much and have already taken the medicine. How can it be like you, who has to be forced to take it?"

Bai Mingwei, who was sleeping soundly, did not respond.

Feng Qingchen didn't care. He sat by the bed, listening to the breathing and breathing close at hand, and his heart was wrapped in the rhythmic breathing.

It seems to be a lot more lingering and a lot sweeter.

He was in no hurry to leave. There were thousands of reasons why he needed to set off immediately, but just a little girl could easily tie his hands and feet.

There seemed to be glue between him and the bed. The longer he sat on the edge of the bed, the tighter the glue became. If he tried to separate, it would only tear off a layer of flesh.

"I really can't bear to part with you... How lonely and boring would it be without you by my side? If you don't want to leave, why don't you leave?"

How could Bai Mingwei hear Feng Qingchen's whisper?Perhaps because he couldn't hear, his tone of voice didn't have any frivolous meaning, let alone any deliberate emphasis.

But it just so happens that it seems particularly powerful.

Bai Ming turned over slightly, and Feng Qingchen's hand patting the quilt was forced to stop.

After being frozen in the air for a moment, Feng Qingchen reached out and touched the face.

First came the long eyebrows, then the high bridge of the nose.

Finally, he held half of Bai Mingwei's cheek and gently rubbed it with his thumb.

After a moment, he laughed softly.

Once upon a time, he suffered from the feeling of cold despair, and every time he thought about it, he still had lingering fear, as if a sharp knife had been stuck in his chest, and just a casual touch could make him bleed.

But now, that feeling seems to be fading and dissipating.

It had been a long time since he had woken up from a nightmare, and it had been a long time since he had experienced a shiver down his spine or a fright when he suddenly remembered something.

He knew who was responsible for this and who was healing his wounds that seemed to never heal.

Feng Qingchen carefully stroked Bai Mingwei's face, and anyone could see his reluctance at a glance.

He spoke in a low voice: "I really want to take you away with me, but if I do that, you will definitely hate me, right? Because so many responsibilities are placed on you, you can't leave, and you won't leave."

Many times, he would rather the little girl be dumber, more selfish, not so powerful in martial arts, let alone care about irrelevant people, so that he can live a more relaxed life.

But if that were the case, maybe he wouldn't get married to the little girl.

Feng Qingchen showed a helpless smile: "If you sleep like this to death, you are not afraid that I have evil intentions."

Rather than saying it is helpless, it is better to say it is joy.

If the little girl was wary of him, how could she sleep soundly in front of him?

There was a faint sound of rooster crow outside the window, reminding him over and over again that he could not delay any longer.

He reluctantly let go of Bai Mingwei's cheek, put his hand on Bai Mingwei's side, and leaned over to cover her.

The thin, warm lips came closer and closer, but when they were about to touch Bai Mingwei's forehead, they stopped just a millimeter away.

Just because the person on the bed raised his hand and put it on his chest.

In the flash of lightning, Feng Qingchen's thoughts were racing and he had already thought of countless excuses.

It's just that the hand kept pressing against her, but she didn't become angry as expected.

He listened attentively. The little girl's breathing was still even and long, and she was still sleeping soundly.

It turned out that he just raised his hand, and this discovery made him involuntarily breathe a sigh of relief.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to Bai Mingwei's smooth and full forehead.

He didn't go overboard, he just touched the surface like a dragonfly, as carefully as he treated a fragile treasure.

After a long time, he reluctantly let go and said solemnly: "Little girl, wait until I come back. Before that, don't forget to be kind to yourself."

After saying that, without any further hesitation, he stood up and walked out of the room quietly.

But he didn't know that just when he walked out of the door, Bai Mingwei suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)