Palm sweet wife: deeply beloved by mysterious husband

She is already a very clean person, but it is obvious that this man who has been a soldier is better than her!

Zhan Yunting is not in the living room. He may be in his bedroom. Mingyouyin doesn't want to disturb him. She quietly returns to the guest room.

She wants to wash the bed sheets, quilt covers and pillow towels in the guest room.

Although she only slept one night, you can see from the cleanliness of the room that brother Zhan must be a man with a penchant for cleanliness.

Although she only slept one night, she had to wash the sheets and quilt covers!

Back in the room, she stuffed the sheets, quilt covers and other things into the washing machine, soaked them with soap, and planned to soak them for ten minutes.

Then she found out the clothes she changed last night and wanted to fold them into her backpack and take them away later.

When she folded her clothes, she found that the clothes she wore last night were stained with something unknown, dotted with dark red.

She looked at the light carefully, like... Blood!

She was stunned.

Blood?

She hasn't been hurt for some time. Where did she get the blood?

Is... Brother Zhan?

There was a fence on the second floor last night. She was carried out by brother Zhan on his back.

Did the blood on the front chest of her clothes catch on brother Zhan's back?

Brother Zhan is hurt?

Her heart pounded, threw away her clothes and ran out of the guest room.

The door of Zhan Yunting's bedroom is next to the guest room.

She knocked on the door and cried eagerly, "brother Zhan, are you there?"

Soon, the door was opened, and Zhan Yunting appeared in front of her, "what's up?"

Ming Youyin looks at him up and down, trying to see something different on his face, "brother Zhan, are you hurt?"

Zhan Yunting was slightly stunned, slightly frowned and didn't speak.

He was really hurt, but he wasn't badly hurt. He didn't intend to let the little girl know.

But the little girl suddenly asked, and he didn't intend to lie.

Seeing that he didn't speak and didn't know where the courage came from, mingyouyin suddenly picked up his clothes: "hurt his back, didn't he? Is the injury serious? How did you get hurt? Is there any medicine? "

"Yinyin..." Zhan Yunting frowned slightly, held her wrist, stopped her from picking his clothes, looked into her eyes, and his voice was calm and steady: "I was really hurt, but I was beaten by my grandfather, so the injury is not serious, don't worry."

He could see the girl's sincere anxiety and worry, as well as... Heartache.

Very strange.

The girl who met by chance would be distressed for him.

He had never seen such a look in the eyes of the female characters around him.

When he was born, his grandmother had been dead for many years.

His mother

His mother probably regretted it before she gave birth to him.

Regret that you shouldn't marry his father, conceive Him, and give birth to him.

He never enjoyed a day of maternal love.

Not to mention men.

His grandfather taught him from an early age that men bleed without tears.

Dad is not as strict as Grandpa, but dad is very quiet and introverted.

He knew that his father loved him, but his father never made it clear.

This was the first time he had seen such obvious and urgent heartache in the eyes of someone looking at him.

As if he was injured, it was a great event.

For him, injuries are routine and nothing at all.

He never felt that after his injury, he needed other people's care and heartache.

But when he saw the anxious look in Ming Youyin's eyes, he suddenly felt that the look was... Very beautiful and moving.

Let his always cold and hard heart suddenly soften, holding the palm of the girl's slender wrist, reluctant to exert himself.

"Beaten by grandpa Zhan?" Ming Youyin was stunned: "why?"

Zhan Yunting looked at her with dark eyes and didn't speak.

Mingyouyin stubbornly asks, "why? Because... Because you didn't listen to Grandpa Zhan, did you find your father murderer again? "

Zhan Yunting hesitated and nodded slightly.

Mingyouyin stared at him blankly. Gradually, her eyes became red. She quickly lowered her head, but she couldn't hide the sob in her voice: "brother Zhan, why are you so stupid? If you are injured, why do you run to my house? I'm so stupid that I didn't find you hurt... "

Blood can penetrate brother Zhan's clothes and dye her clothes. It can be seen that it must be bleeding.

Since it's bleeding, it must have hurt a lot.

And she was so dull that she didn't find anything different from brother Zhan.

She's so stupid!

Hearing the girl's voice choking, Zhan Yunting was a little distracted.

He couldn't help reaching out, picked up the girl's chin and looked into the girl's eyes.

Sure enough, in the girl's beautiful eyes, crystal tears appeared, and the tears were shaky in her eyes.

The girl bit her lips and her eyes were red. She tried hard not to cry, but her tears were not obedient. She was about to flow out.

Zhan Yunting stared at his beautiful eyes and shaky tears. His heart suddenly throbbed, and a strange feeling swept through his body.

"Don't cry," his voice softened a lot, and his voice was more magnetic and moving. "How much pain can it hurt when my grandfather plays? It's just pretending to scare me. It doesn't hurt at all. "

"Cheat people," tears finally burst into her eyes. Ming Youyin quickly bowed her head, wiped away the tears, "it's bleeding. It must hurt."

Seeing the girl desperately trying to wipe away her tears in embarrassment, but her tears pattered on the floor, Zhan Yunting unconsciously recalled the corners of her lips.

He couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the top of the girl's hair.

This is the first time in his life that he has done such a warm action.

The girl's hair is very soft.

Softer than he thought.

It made his heart softer.

He looked at the girl, always quiet and sharp eyes, with gentle waves flowing slowly.

If his former soldiers saw what he looked like at the moment, they would be able to surprise their eyes.

Iron man's tenderness is probably in front of us.

"Well, I promise it won't hurt. Don't cry." Zhan Yunting didn't force the girl to look up, stretched out his thumb and wiped the girl's face wet with tears.

The moist touch of fingertips has been moistened to his heart, making his heart wet and soft.

Ming Youyin stepped back embarrassed, put his hands together, wiped several on his face, dried his tears, and dared to look up at him, "did you apply the medicine?"

Zhan Yunting nodded, "of course."

"The good medicine you gave me?" Asked Ming Youyin.

Zhan Yunting hesitated and nodded slightly.

"Cheat!" Ming Youyin takes a step forward and picks his clothes, "I want to check!"

Zhan Yunting didn't know what he was thinking. This time, he didn't hide and let the girl pick off his shirt.

The strong thin and straight back was immediately exposed in front of mingyouyin.