He Lianchuan noticed that her knees and elbows were scratched. He quickly pulled up her clothes to check for her. He said painfully, "don't run around rashly next time. Look, it hurts. I'll find medicinal wine to rub it for you."

He Lianchuan jumped down from the bed with sharp hands and feet, took the medicinal wine from the cabinet, quickly returned, knelt by the bed and helped Lingtong wipe the medicinal wine.

Lingtong's face was red. He felt that he Lianchuan's palm was like a red soldering iron, which touched her skin and made her face hot.

Helianchuan had just handled the small wound on the Lingtong, and was attracted by the dense scars on her body. The black pupil suddenly contracted, and a touch of heartache ran through the fundus of his eyes, "how do you get these?"

He really can't imagine what the spirit boy has experienced. The skin of his hands and feet is so. Where he can't see, will there be more thrilling scars?

"Well, some fell during training, some took skin during the experiment, and some fought with others... Hey, helianchuan, how did you get out of bed? Aren't you still ill? Hurry back and lie down! " Lingtong suddenly reacted, and her face was frightened. It was clear that she came to take care of helianchuan.

Does she have to force him to tell the truth??

"Calm down. I'm not sick. I'm pretending." He Lianchuan said honestly.

Lingtong was stunned and looked up and down at helianchuan for many eyes.

He Lianchuan's face is ruddy, his breath is stable, his Qi runs smoothly, his limbs are intact, and there is no obvious big wound... It seems that he really doesn't seem to be ill.

"Why do you pretend to be ill?" She let go of her heart, rubbed her hands and asked her teacher to apologize. She has recently won a lot of sweets from helianchuan. She can't be fierce in front of him. Even her words are soft. It sounds like a coquetry and has no deterrent at all.

"The envoys of Yangbin country are going to meet the emperor. I don't want to meet them, so I find an excuse to avoid them." He Lianchuan will tell the secret. Unexpectedly, this is much simpler than expected. Perhaps because the object of talking is the spirit boy, he will be completely relieved.

He could feel that in her eyes, there was only his own existence. This strong and passionate feeling allows helianchuan to put down his heart and trust each other.

The spirit boy shook his head and was confused. "I don't understand... What does it matter to you that Yangbin sent someone to come? Do you know them? "

He Lianchuan returned with silence. He kicked off his shoes and lay back in bed.

He is also a patient now. No matter whether he pretends or not, he has to make a gesture to avoid being seen through at once.

"Well, don't say it if you don't want to." The spirit boy was very curious, but he still couldn't help it. He moved a chair, sat at the head of the bed and held his cheeks.

Helianchuan looked at the sky, and she looked at helianchuan and enjoyed herself.

"In fact, it's not impossible to say, but I can't remember it after a long time." He Lianchuan suddenly sighed, rubbed his body inward, gave up an empty position and motioned Lingtong to lie down.

Lingtong's eyes were bright and couldn't wait to jump up. He lay flat and hugged him with an arm. He felt full of happiness in an instant. God, she can finally lie beside him in a fair way. She doesn't have to follow his footsteps as in the past. No matter how hard she tries, she can't get close to him.