The simple green plum is warm

Chapter 432 You Are Hurt, I Will Be Sad
Xue Zhiyan drank water from Jian Zelin's hand, and after drinking half a glass, his breathing gradually stabilized.

Jian Zelin wiped the cold sweat off her forehead for her, and asked in a low voice, "Are you not used to changing beds?"

Xue Zhiyan shook his head, raised his hand to wipe away the water stains on the corner of his mouth, but unexpectedly found that the place he wiped with his palm just now felt sticky.

Chi Qian and Liang Huan looked at Xue Zhiyan in horror, even Su Lingxuan, Yan Shaochen and Chi Yuan's expressions changed.

Jian Zelin looked down, and there was a large blood stain where Xue Zhiyan wiped it with his hand.

Jian Zelin hurriedly put the cup on the bedside table, took Xue Zhiyan's hand, opened her curled fingers, and found that the palm of her hand had been scratched by nails at some point.

Xue Zhiyan frowned, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Huh? No wonder, I felt blood dripping on my face in my dream just now."

Su Lingxuan frowned and glanced at Xue Zhiyan's expression, and knew that Xue Zhiyan was lying.He turned to look at Yan Shaochen, "Did you bring your equipment?"

Yan Shaochen nodded, turned and left the room, and when he came back, he held a mini medicine box in his hand, "Disinfect, no need to bandage."

Jian Zelin took the medicine box, frowning, with a dark face, carefully helped Xue Zhiyan clean his palms.

Xue Zhiyan took a deep breath. The wound was very small and didn't hurt at all, but when it touched the disinfectant, it still hurt.

She didn't know that when she fell asleep, she would still be so harmful.She looked at Jian Zelin's dark face, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

Not long after this hand was cleaned, Jian Zelin took her other hand and opened her fingers. The palm was also blood red.

With scarlet eyes, Jian Zelin glared fiercely at Xue Zhiyan, gritted his teeth and said, "You are really ruthless!"

Su Lingxuan's face was dark, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and he looked at Xue Zhiyan with unkind eyes.

At this time, Chi Qian and Liang Huan had already torn off the masks on their faces, and they also stared at Xue Zhiyan.

Xue Zhiyan, who was sitting on the bed, felt that countless small knives were pierced all over his body with the gaze of several people on him.

Xue Zhiyan smiled awkwardly, and said in a low voice, "Women, you just have to be tough on yourself!"

Chi Yuan and Liang Huan were speechless, rolled their eyes, turned and left the room holding hands.The two of them really didn't know what to say to Xue Zhiyan, resisting the urge to pry her head open, and left quickly.

Yan Shaochen and Chi Yuan walked out of the room, otherwise they couldn't help but want to pry Xue Zhiyan's head open to see what was in her mind.

Su Lingxuan walked to the bedside, patted Xue Zhiyan's forehead, turned and left without saying anything.

Jian Zelin heard Su Ling's sound of closing the door, looked up and saw Xue Zhiyan's indifferent face, and thinking about what she said just now, the anger in his heart burned up.

At the same time as the anger was burning, his strength in wiping the wound with his hand became stronger, and he poked Xue Zhiyan's palm heavily with a cotton swab stained with disinfectant.

"Hiss—" Xue Zhiyan shuddered in pain, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his palm.

She looked at Jian Zelin pitifully, pouted her lips, and said, "Take it easy!"

Jian Zelin rolled her eyes angrily, "Didn't you say that women should be cruel to themselves?"

Xue Zhiyan curled his lips, "It's women who want to be cruel to themselves, I didn't ask you to be cruel to me!"

"How dare you talk back!" Jian Zelin gave her a fierce gouging look.

Xue Zhiyan pursed his lips, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Jian Zelin couldn't hear Xue Zhiyan's retort, and the movements of his hands were much softer.

Jian Zelin seemed to be holding a fragile treasure, carefully cleaned all the crescent wounds, and tidied up the medicine box, then got into bed, and hugged Xue Zhiyan tightly from behind.

Xue Zhiyan has long been used to this posture, leaning lazily in his arms, sighing softly, dreaming in broad daylight, there is really no one else.

Xue Zhiyan scratched the back of Jian Zelin's hand with his fingers, "Don't be angry, I just made subconscious movements in my dream, and the injury is not serious! Look!"

As Xue Zhiyan said, he raised his hand, and moved his fingers flexibly, telling Jian Zelin with actions that there was actually nothing wrong with her hand.

"It will be fine in two days, really!" Xue Zhiyan said, and put his palm in front of Jian Zelin's eyes to let him see more clearly, "It's just that the skin was scratched by the nails, it doesn't hurt!"

Listening to Xue Zhiyan's relaxed tone, the anger in Jian Zelin's heart burned even more.He sat up straight suddenly, turned Xue Zhiyan so that she faced him.

Seeing that his brows were tightly frowned, Xue Zhiyan stretched out his index finger and gently tapped his brows, "What's wrong?"

Jian Zelin held her hand tightly, kissed her fingers lightly, and looked at Xue Zhiyan's eyes with unresolved tenderness and infinite distress.

"In the future, don't let yourself get hurt again." Jian Zelin's voice was very low and hoarse.

Jian Zelin didn't seem to want her to answer, looked into Xue Zhiyan's eyes, and said seriously, "I feel distressed when I see you get hurt, even if it's just a scrape of skin. I don't want you to get hurt."

Jian Zelin spread Xue Zhiyan's palm, looked at the small crescent-shaped wound on her palm, lowered his head and kissed her, the tip of his tongue swept over her palm, bringing her a numb feeling, as well as the tingling from the wound. Slight stinging.

"You..." Xue Zhiyan's body trembled, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jian Zelin's strength was too great, and he held her hand tightly.

"If you can't keep yourself from getting hurt, just follow me and I will protect you." Jian Zelin pulled Xue Zhiyan into his arms, and pressed her head tightly against his heart.

He was really scared. She had been away from him for so long, and this time the two of them were together again. Apart from not wanting to lose her again, they also didn't want her to suffer any harm.

Xue Zhiyan smiled softly, stretched out his hand to respond to his hug, drew circles around his waist with his fingers, and said softly, "What if you hurt me?"

Jian Zelin lowered his head on her shoulder, bit her lightly, and said without thinking, "If I hurt you a little, the pain will be doubled on me."

Xue Zhiyan pushed him away, his eyes stayed on his face, he looked at his expression seriously and asked, "I've been hurt by you, how can I see if you're hurt worse than me?"

Jian Zelin smiled silently, pinched Xue Zhiyan's nose, "If you are worried, you can tell Ling, and let him beat me up then?"

Xue Zhiyan rolled his eyes, put his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "I believe that you will not hurt me, and I also believe that you will protect me very well."

Xue Zhiyan paused, turned his head and kissed Jian Zelin's earlobe, and continued to speak softly: "I won't let Ling beat you either. There is no need for others to meddle in the matter between the two of you. I don't want you to get hurt, just like you You don’t want me to get hurt, your heart hurts when you see my hands, and my heart hurts when I see you hurt.”

Xue Zhiyan sat up straight, with a slight smile on his face, tracing the shape of Jian Zelin's lips with his fingers, and said seriously and seriously: "I will do my best not to make your heart hurt, please, do your best to love and protect me."

Jian Zelin remained silent, and lowered his head to kiss Xue Zhiyan's lips...

(End of this chapter)