She just couldn't accept Ye Junlin's situation...

Holding her hand, he felt the wetness of her palm, lowered his head and opened her hand, he saw the blood-red mark, he frowned, a little lost.

Tang Yaoyao didn't notice his look. She gave him a hand but it didn't mean that she would follow him. She took a deep breath before saying, "When he comes out, I will go back."

"Ok."

This time, he did not refuse, holding her face in his other hand, and dropped a soothing kiss on her forehead, without moving away: "It's cold on the ground."

With the breath lingering in her nose, with his unique breath, her insecure heart gradually calmed down a little.

Then, he stretched out his long arms, picked up her princess, walked to the bench aside, and gently put her down.

Su Mei looked at this scene with a sore nose. Fortunately, there is Fourth Master, it seems that only Fourth Master can relax her.

When I ran up before, my toe was very painful. After I got there, I took off my shoes and noticed that his eyes were on her bleeding right foot.

Xiao Jinhan didn't sit beside him, half kneeling at her feet, four slender fingers strangling the sleeves, moving very lightly, wiping the dust off the soles of her feet, the emotions in his eyes were deep and spreading bit by bit.

She wanted to retract her foot, but was held by him, half unable to move.

She pursed her lips and said, "Your clothes are dirty."

"Dust may cause inflammation."

The light in Tang Yaoyao's eyes was surging little by little, and the sunlight from the window shattered on him, forming a series of light and shadow that were not deep or shallow.

Had it not happened, she would have never expected him to be so gentle.

Xiao Jinhan did not look up, nor stopped wiping the dust on her feet: "Sixteen, the lives and deaths of other people have nothing to do with me. You are my person, and I cannot accept that you do not care about your body for him, even if he Saved your life."

She opened her lips lightly, and suddenly she didn't know how to respond to him.

"No one can compare with you. If you still stubbornly hurt yourself by sitting at the door for him, I can’t forgive him, because he is him, you are you, and he saved your life. I will be grateful in my own way, but not to hurt you again."

He said to her in a very calm tone, a low-pitched and nice voice, no threat, as if he was talking about the parents, but the meaning was in his heart.

There was no empathy in this world, she couldn't understand his emotions just now, but his words were not difficult to understand.

What he wanted to express was that no matter what he did, no one would leave a trace in his heart, because he only cares about her life and death, cares about her little bit, and doesn't care about the others.

This is the true possessiveness of being a man who likes her, and even a bit paranoid.

At this moment, he didn't take her away forcibly, which was already the biggest concession to her and Ye Junlin.

Her hands trembled inadvertently, and the feeling at that moment was not an illusion.

Therefore, he just thought that she was thinking about Ye Junlin wholeheartedly, and would abandon him for his life-saving grace, and stretch out her hand to give her the last tenderness.

Tang Yaoyao looked down at him, couldn't see his face clearly, only saw that his feet were wiped clean by him, blood stained on the cuffs of his white shirt, like blooming roses, a little shocking.

The tip of her nose was sour, her eyes were hot and moist, she couldn't help muttering and trembling: "Four brothers..."

See you tomorrow, good night~

The cold is still not healed, the toothache makes the whole forehead hurt, huh...

Do you want a boyfriend like Brother Si——

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