Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 91 The Young League Mainly Loves and Kills Me (44)

There was some mud splashed on Bai Ling's face, and Han Yu raised his hand to wipe it off for her.

In the middle of rubbing, he suddenly remembered something, and frowned, "How did you find this place?"

The eyes of the person in front of him lit up.

Han Yu's expression froze, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

In the next second, Bai Ling carefully pulled out a thread from his bosom, and a... half-dead pigeon was attached to the thread.

Han Yu lowered his head expressionlessly, looking at the homing pigeon he had carefully domesticated: "..."

Pigeon's mung bean eyes looked at him, and there was a glint of water in it: QAQ help, help!

Han Yu gritted his teeth and sighed, stretched out his hand to catch the pigeon, untied the rope, and the white pigeon that had escaped the catastrophe immediately flapped its wings and fled to the beam that Bai Ling couldn't reach.

When the pigeon flew past Bai Ling, she tilted her head and reached out to grab it, but Han Yu held her paw down.

Han Yu stared at her for a long while, and finally healed. There was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his words, "I can't tell, you're pretty good."

Sneaking out and running so far alone, luckily I didn't meet anyone with evil intentions, otherwise...

The person in front of him seemed to have finally realized his anger and suppressed worry, and moved uncomfortably, trying to get out of his grip. Han Yu sullenly did not let go, but after a while, he suddenly heard a tick, with a warm feeling. Liquid dripped onto his sleeve.

He looked down, his face changed suddenly, and he turned over Bai Ling's hand.

——I don't know if she climbed over the wall with too much force, or she didn't find a good position when she stole the carriage. There were many scratches on her delicate hands, and her fingertips were even bloody, which was horrible.

Han Yu raised his eyes and glanced at her. The little fool bent his lips and smirked at him as if he didn't know the pain.

Being stared at by those innocent eyes, although his heart was burning with anger, he couldn't stop feeling warm.

The words of reprimand swirled around his lips and tongue a few times, but he couldn't say it out, so he could only say stiffly, "...don't do this in the future, do you hear me!"

Bai Ling pursed his lips and nodded, his movements were perfunctory, showing a little repentance.

Han Yu narrowed his eyes.

He didn't say anything more, got up and washed the wooden basin in the house, mixed some disinfectant, came back, squeezed the scarred claws, and pressed them in.

In the future, when she is not around, this person doesn't know how many troubles she will cause, so she must remember the lesson of this time, and don't always run into danger.

The medicinal liquid soaked into the wound, bringing out a series of tiny air bubbles, and there was also a fine and dense tingling pain.

The sudden stimulation caused the pair of slender wrist bones to struggle violently in his hands, almost knocking over the medicine basin.

Han Yu didn't expect her to react so strongly, so he grabbed her in a daze, hugged her into his arms, then lowered his head, and met a pair of tearful eyes.

Looking at those eyes full of grievances and accusations for a moment, Han Yu threw up a white flag in dismay.

"...You are the one who is delicate." He relaxed, and Bai Ling immediately pulled out his hands, but Han Yu's reaction was faster, and before she turned over and ran away, he grabbed those dishonest hands again, clasping them interlaced. own hands.

The other hand took a piece of clean silk cloth and wiped the wound with a little bit of medicine. Although the effect was not as good as before, it did not feel such severe pain.

Taking advantage of Han Yu's busy schedule, Bai Ling secretly raised his head to glance at him, and seeing that he seemed to have finally calmed down, he continued to smoke and flirt with dedication, while quietly rubbing his arms into his arms.

Warm, more comfortable than a quilt.

　Thank you, husband, don't make trouble, 吢皮, 吃米 Wang Yuan's cute recommendation ticket

　　


(End of this chapter)