Why are you angry?

Xiaoba was stunned by this question.

She subconsciously looked at Yan Qing, but saw a quiet and deep feeling in his pupils.

His pupils were lighter, and at this time it seemed like a thin layer of moonlight was covered, like the moon immersed in a cold pond, cold and bright, but unimaginable.

He had always had no expression, but at this moment, she looked at each other like this, but suddenly she felt like she was burned by something.

"Because you lied to me!"

She subconsciously avoided Yan Qing's gaze and threw a sentence quickly and quickly.

Yan Qing thought, this was not the answer he wanted to hear.

So he said calmly:

"Lin Zhifei was injured and unconscious, and his condition was critical. At that time, I really couldn't speak. What's more,-"

He paused,

"This is not the first time such injuries have happened, and they have been like this before. So, I did not conceal it on purpose, nor did I lie to you."

Xiao Ba was even more complicated when he said this.

She didn't know much about Yan Qing before, so how could she not tell me that he was injured?

What's more, she just got impulsive and ran in and questioned her, but in the end... she forgot to see that he was practicing swordsmanship with his right hand.

The original arrogance disappeared without a trace.

She stared at the ground and coughed lightly.

"Oh, that's it..."

Then she ran over like this, really...

"Then, what's your injury now?"

After holding it in for a long time, she finally asked.

"If it's okay, I'll leave first-"

"Nothing, a little bit of injury."

Yan Qing's answer was calm and gentle.

Originally, Xiao Ba was really planning to leave, but when he heard this, he suddenly remembered Jian Fengchi's words.

How could it be a minor injury?

Her eyes fell on his shoulders.

Then, she took a deep breath and said:

"Then I'll take a look."

Yan Qing was stunned and quickly understood what she meant.

He hesitated for a moment and shook his head:

"No. Compared with Lin Zhifei's injury, it is really nothing."

"Lin Zhifei is Lin Zhifei, you are you!"

What's more, what's the point of getting hurt?

When Xiao Ba saw his distracted expression, he was furious.

She grabbed Yan Qing's right arm, pulled him into the room, and then pressed the person into the chair.

The lights were on in the house and the shadows were scattered.

Then she stood in front of him with her arms in her arms and said:

"Take it off!"

......

Xiao Ba swore that when she said this, she really didn't have any thoughts.

However, sometimes things often don’t go in the direction you expect.

Just like this at this time.

The weather was cool and Yan Qing was wearing light clothes. When she was moving, she could even see the ups and downs of the muscles under his clothes.

It was probably because his left hand was inconvenient, so he placed the sword on the table. After a moment of silence, he began to unbutton it with one hand with his right hand.

He raised his head slightly and started from the top one.

The warm light outlines his handsome and cold side face, with a high bridge of nose and a smooth jaw.

The raised Adam's apple is particularly conspicuous at this time.

Xiao Ba stared at him, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: I don’t know how it feels when touched...

She woke up quickly.

Crazy!

She actually had this idea!?

But soon, her attention was hooked away again - Yan Qing had unbuttoned the first button and began to unbutton the second one.

He turned his head and could see a piece of collar bone under his slightly loose collar.

Thin and straight, the body under the clothes seems to contain vigorous power.

Then, she thought, is the man's collarbone so beautiful too...

Yan Qing didn't seem to notice her expression at this moment.

Click.

A subtle voice came.

Xiaoba was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Yan Qing untied the jade belt around his waist.

Then, the jade belt was placed on the table - under her nose.

She glanced at it and suddenly remembered the scene where she stretched out her finger and hooked the jade belt that night.

Her face instantly became hot.

Yan Qing asked:

"Is that OK?"

She was shocked and subconsciously raised her eyes.

Yan Qing was wearing a black underwear. Even though she was loose, she seemed to be able to see his thin waist vaguely.

The position of the left shoulder is indeed a little different.

I guess it was because of bandage?

She said:

"No, I want to look at your wound. How do you think about it?"

Yan Qing paused and finally took off his inner clothes again.

The night wind blows gently, the moon is warm, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Under the light, a thin but strong body came into her eyes.

On weekdays, he looks thin, but when he takes off his clothes, he only notices that the power contained in his tough and beautiful muscles should not be underestimated.

Xiaoba was stunned for a moment, and then saw the gauze wrapped in his left shoulder.

There was also blood stain on it.

She frowned and walked forward again.

"The wound is cracked and bleeding again?"

She asked, and then said with great confidence:

"It must be caused by your sword practice just now."

Although it is not on the side, if he practices swords, it will cause some qi and blood, causing the injury to worsen, which is normal.

Yan Qing took a look and didn't seem to care much.

"Maybe."

Xiaoba glared at him.

"You said just now that it's okay? What do you say now!?"

She reached out to untie his gauze and planned to help with the bandage again.

She got angry again.
To be continued...