Fall in love with kissing you

Bright blood beads slowly seeped out from Yan Siyuan's left arm and from the snow-white gauze. As Chu Qing pulled down Yan Siyuan's slender arm, more and more blood beads penetrated out!

"Ah! Siyuan, are you okay?"

In Chu Qing's beautiful eyes like Gujing, waves fluctuate, shock, worry and fear are intertwined in her water eyes.

The clean snow-white gauze has been red with blood. Chu Qing didn't expect that his action would reopen Yan Siyuan's wound. She forgot that he was still hurt.

Chu Qing kept her posture and didn't dare to move. Her eyes were deeply remorseful. The curved willow eyebrows frowned gently. Some of her hands were helpless and shouted Yan Siyuan's name.

At this moment, Chu Qing suddenly remembered that terrible thing in the United States.

"Si Yuan, I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."

Chu Qing lowered her head and looked at Yan Siyuan's painful black eyes in some misty water eyes. She didn't dare to move and let Yan Siyuan hold her hand.

"Well --"

Yan Siyuan just groaned, and looked at Chu Qing with some amazement in her dark eyes. Her beautiful eyes like the lake were full of worry, reflecting her black eyes, only him, and only him.

Yan Siyuan quickly swallowed the gasp that rushed up his throat again.

Although the wound on his left arm was painful, it was not so serious, but Chu Qing told her

Yan Siyuan thought secretly, and a narrow light flashed in his dark eyes like ink.

Yan Siyuan quietly turned his head and looked at Chu Qing. There was a little fog in his waterless eyes.

Yan Siyuan's thin lips evoked a good-looking radian in the dark, and a pleasant mood flashed in his black eyes.

The smile on his thin lips seems to have a rising trend.

Chu Qing seems to be worried about his injury. She cares very much

Yan Siyuan's deep black eyes became deeper and deeper.

In the United States, when he was injured and could only lie in the hospital bed, she seemed to

Yan Siyuan Yingting's sword eyebrow picked up, and the smile hanging on his thin lips became deeper and deeper. He turned his eyes and swept away at Chu Qing.

The woman was still worried about his injury and didn't dare to move. Yan Siyuan flashed a narrow smile in his long and narrow black eyes, and the next moment——

Yan Siyuan's big hand hugged Chu Qing's slender waist like a willow branch.

When Chu Qing's attention was focused on the red gauze, Yan Siyuan pretended to be in pain and snorted again.

"Hoarse, good pain!" the low and sexy voice was stained with a hoarse aftersound, and Yan Siyuan slowly took back the strength of his arm holding Chu Qing.

"Si Yuan, where else does it hurt? Did I touch your wound again?"

Chu Qing's eyelashes, like butterfly wings, trembled slightly. The golden sunshine outside the window fell on her through the layers of dense Parthenocissus, sprinkling a light golden afterglow for Chu Qing. The small white fluff on her ears was clear in the brilliant sun.

Such a beautiful scene fell straight into Yan Siyuan's dark black eyes. He was stunned for a moment. A trace of tenderness like water flashed in his deep black eyes.

Yan Siyuan tried harder to pretend pain. He tightly locked his beautiful sword eyebrow and looked very painful: "Chu Qing, my wound hurts."

Yan Siyuan's deep voice, which was a little hoarse, had a slight upward ending. He looked at Chu Qing's beautiful eyes and closed his black eyes with a narrow smile.

"Where does it hurt? Siyuan, tell me." Chu Qing's beautiful eyes twinkled with light, and carefully examined the wound on Yan Siyuan's slender left hand.

"I need your care." Yan Siyuan's voice sank a lot and said faintly in her ear: "I want you to take care of me in the United States and come to bed with me, okay?"

Yan Siyuan opened his dark eyes and looked very distressing.

Chu Qing hesitated slightly. She frowned and looked at Yan Siyuan.

Is his wound really painful?

Yes, take care of him as in America? A trace of helpless emotion flashed in Chuqing's eyes like lake water.

Seeing that Chu Qing didn't speak, Yan Siyuan said

He reached back his injured left hand and couldn't wait to move out of an empty seat next to him. "Come here quickly."

Yan Si was far on the white bed on the left. He made a space and patted it gently. He raised his chin in the direction of Chu Qing.

Yan Siyuan's action seems to be a silent invitation.

Chu Qing frowned slightly and looked at Yan Siyuan with indifferent eyes. The helpless mood in the bottom of her eyes became deeper and deeper. She silently turned around and slowly climbed onto Yan Siyuan's white bed under Yan Siyuan's burning vision.

"Move faster." unable to stand Chu Qing's slow movement like a turtle, Yan Siyuan even had the impulse to stretch out a big hand to help Chu Qing.

Chuqing looked back at Yan Siyuan beside him. Although she felt something was wrong, she quickly climbed into Yan Siyuan's bed and lay down beside him like a good baby.

"Well, if you want to come up with me like this, you have the responsibility to take care of me." Yan Siyuan said solemnly to Chu Qing, who was lying next to him, with a touch of pure light across his eyes.

Looking at Yan Siyuan, there was a little glimmer of satisfaction in his black eyes.

"I know." a trace of helplessness flashed in Chuqing's beautiful eyes, reflecting Yan Siyuan's deep black eyes.

Yan Siyuan gently hugged Chu Qing, buried his head in her slender neck, and sighed with satisfaction.

Chu Qing thought he met Yan Siyuan's wound again. He murmured, "did you touch your wound again? Does it still hurt?"

Chu Qing turned her head slightly, looked at Yan Siyuan nervously and asked softly.

She wanted to check Yan Siyuan's injury, but Yan Siyuan didn't seem to want to give her this opportunity.

Yan Siyuan was silent for a few seconds, thought about it, then pretended to nod weakly, with a faint voice: "well, it's still a little."

"Then, do you want me to call the doctor for you?" Chu Qing looked at him. She was more worried in her clear beautiful eyes. She gently frowned and asked.

Yan Siyuan paused, then shook his head in an instant: "No."

After a few seconds, he held Chu Qing tighter, leaned against Chu Qing, and then narrowed his narrow eyes: "I don't hurt if I hold you."

The beginning Qing corners of the mouth took out to take out, in the water Mou flashed a silk to have no language.