Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

What she should do most is gain weight, not lose weight...

He reached out with his fingers and held her wrist, wanting to cut her pulse.

Suddenly saw the bruise on her wrist.

This is still the masterpiece when the Yinhua robe grabbed her.

Gong Yanmo's eyes are fixed >

That damn pig's head, it seems that he only cut off his wrist and the punishment is light...

His fingers touched her wrist.

Feng Lingyan's heart trembled, and she was about to retract subconsciously.

Helpless, although Gong Yanmo's strength in holding her was not strong, it happened to be in the range of her control, and she couldn't break free at all.

"do not move."

Gong Yanmo held her palm with one hand, took out a bottle of medicine with the other hand, and applied a thin layer on her bruised place...

Feng Lingyan was stunned for a moment, but he simply didn't struggle and let him smear it.

The place where his ointment had been applied felt cool and cool, and the burning pain on the wrist was finally gone.

She looked sideways at him.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and the flickering candlelight outlined his figure gently approaching her, with a clear and lonely outline...

He actually lost a lot of weight.

There was a stab in her heart, as if something had stabbed her heart lightly, making her feel unspeakably sad.

What is he?

Just say you love yourself on the front foot, but immediately want to marry someone else on the back foot.

Now she's making such an affectionate look again...

What the hell is he thinking?

A wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "My lord, what are you doing this for? You are about to marry a wife, so why do you care about me so much? Don't be afraid that your fiancée will hear about it and get jealous." ?”

Gong Yanmo's expression remained unchanged, and he said flatly: "Don't worry, she won't be jealous of you."