He quietly stood up and walked slowly to the window to stand.

Blind for a long time, especially sensitive to sound and touch. She closed her eyes and felt the cool wind blowing into the window lattice, soothing, detailed, and quiet. If her eyes were good and she could see the scenery, she would probably ignore these subtle existences.

"Yeah, it hurts a lot, but there is no need to worry about Lianxin. I'm not a big deal. You are tired too, go back to rest early." Ming Chunshui said softly, the light from the corner of his eyes swept to the side of the window and looked at her The waves were not frightened, and his brows froze slightly.

"Does it hurt so much? Lian Xin see if it's still bleeding." Lian Xin frowned and said very worriedly.

"No, I remember that Lian Xin was bloody, so don't look at it." Ming Chunshui said in a low, soft voice with a touch of pity.

In fact, Ming Chunshui's injury was not serious at all. He was just too tired, but he couldn't sleep well anyway, so he gave him a sleeping pill. It was just that, looking at the coldness, he said that his injury was a little worse, in fact, it didn't hurt. However, Lian Xin didn't know and kept asking.

I heard the soft words of the two, and my heart was cold.

One is unconcealed concern and worry, the other is unreserved gentleness and thoughtfulness. Is this the so-called affair? Is there anything else she needs to ask? If the answer is no, they don't know how they are going to be.

"No, Lian Xin must watch, otherwise, I will not rest assured." Lian Xin said softly but firmly, and stretched out his hand to lift Ming Chunshui's shirt.

He stood at the window with a raised eyebrow and a slight smile on his lips.

From the sound of the piano played by Fang Cailian's heart, and the phrase "Even if the spring is good, I haven't stayed that day ...", they speculated that Lian Xin might never have forgotten the past, otherwise, how could he feel that way. She remembered that Ming Chunshui said that the woman he was waiting for did not respond to his affection. Now, it seems that Lian Xin has regretted it and wants to restore Ming Chunshui's heart.

At this time, Seser was almost sure that Lian Xin had not forgotten his past events and was deeply affectionate for Ming Chunshui.

Say this, people are really arrogant, but what is it? Selby stood there, like an ice crystal across his heart, coldly mixed with an inexplicable pain.

Suddenly he heard a gurgling sound. Although he could not see it, he looked back unconsciously.

Suddenly, Wan Lianxin's complexion turned pale. She stroked her forehead, only feeling dizzy, and slipped along the bedside.

Tong Mingchun's black eyes narrowed, he rose from the bed, stretched his arms, and embraced Lian Xin's body.

"Landlord, watch your wounds ..." Pendant whispered.

Tong Mingchun Shui didn't care about the sinker's worries. He held Lian's soft and tender body and laid her on the bed. She patted her face and whispered, "Lian Xin, what's wrong with you? Wake up ..." There was a hint of anxiety in the soft voice.

"I think she's dizzy," said the sinker coldly. The landlord said that she didn't want to look at his wound, she wanted to see it.

"Come!" Ming Chunshui drank lowly.

The waitress waiting outside the door hurried in, "Go and ask a mad doctor," Ming Chunshui said in a deep voice.

The maid outside the knocking door answered.

"What's wrong with her?" Seir slowly walked over with Xiao's help. She knew that Ming Chunshui's injuries were not serious, so she was not very worried. While Lian Xin passed out for no reason, she was a little confused.

Tong Mingchun Shui quietly looked at Seser, and leaned down to explore the pulse of Tan Lian's heart, whispering: "No problem, it may be bloody, but he is still weak. Ask Yun Qing to come over and take a look for her."

The light of Tong Xiaozhen's eyes glanced over Lian Xin's face. Lian Xin's face did indeed have abnormal paleness, and indeed looked weak.

"Lianxin, you wake up." Ming Chunshui called low.

After a while, the dark lashes on the pale jade face of the lotus heart trembled slightly, and he woke up from the coma.

"What happened to me?" Lian Xin asked in a low voice.

"You just passed out, and your body is too weak. I asked the maid to take you back to rest, and I will let the mad doctor come to see for you." Ming Chunshui saw Lian Xin awake and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lian Xin is fine, Lian Xin will stay to take care of the landlord, you are still hurting the landlord." Lian Xin said unwillingly, got up and sat up from the bed.

Tong Mingchun's lips twitched a smile and said lowly, "I'm really okay, it's just a trauma to the skin. I just took the pill and I just fell asleep. You rest in peace and don't worry about me."

He got up and instructed the guard, lifted the soft chair, and sent Lin Xin back.

As soon as Lilian walked away, Ming Chunshui waved her maids back as many screens as possible, and the room was quiet for an instant.

She stood quietly in the room. The original sentence she asked was not that she could not ask, but that she no longer had the mood and need to ask.

She felt Ming Chunshui's slightly disturbed breathing sound sitting on the bedside, and wondered whether her internal strength had improved these days, or whether he had not deliberately hidden his mood. He was so nervous that he should be worried about Lian Xin. After all, he was the beautiful woman he admired, and his life-saving benefactor, and he was so gentle and considerate to him.

Suddenly, there was an indescribable taste in her heart, and she didn't know how to face him.

In the deep darkness, she could not see him, and he did not speak.

Silence!

Silence is gold, but what does the silence between them mean at this time? Nothing to say? Is there really nothing to say between them?

This repressive silence made her unbearable. Turning around, he fumbled towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Ming Chunshui's voice came from the darkness, with a hint of unspeakable annoyance in the coldness and clarity.

He couldn't help but smile, why was he so gentle with Lian Xin, once he treated her, such an inexplicable annoying tone?

"I'm going for a walk!" Secretly turned his head, a fluctuating heart calmed down instantly, she twitched at his lips, and there was a smile of joy on Jade's face.

Ming Chunshui stood silently in front of the bed, and her deep black eyes were always watching her, exploring the expression changes on her face, even every minute movement of her, when he saw the faint smile on her face. His heart sank instantly.

"I'm injured, don't you apply medicine for me?" He said in a deep voice, his voice revealing an unnoticeable grudge.

He frowned, he obviously didn't suffer multiple injuries, and Yun Qingkang just ordered it clearly, and he didn't need to apply medicine at all for the time being. Moreover, she was blind, how could she apply medicine to him?

"I'll call the maid over!" Said faintly.

"I don't need them, I want you!" He said softly, with a hint of unspeakable firmness in his tone.

"Aren't you harmless?" Secretly smiled indifferently. Just now, he almost had to take the lotus heart to send people back, and, he said, he was not hurt at all, but he just fell asleep after taking Yun Qingkang's medicine.

"I was comforting others. Would you like to apply medicine for me? It bleeds again, it hurts me." Ming Chunshui said in a low voice, with a slight sadness and a long wound in his tone.

He turned and walked in the direction he spoke.

"Where's the medicine? Bring it!" She stretched out her delicate hand, and asked indefinitely, her dark eyes, clear like a mirror, without a wave of waves.

Apply the medicine, just take a look and see if he hurts.

"Here you are!" Ming Chunshui said lowly, and put a cool porcelain bottle into her hand.

The corkscrew unplugged the cork, and a faint, light medicinal scent came, the smell of gold sores.

She slowly leaned on the bed and sat by the bed, Man asked, "Wound?"

The words she said to him became more and more concise, which seemed to indicate that she was angry. She was angry with him, and realized this, Mingchun Shui evoked a smile.

"Here, at the waist." Ming Chunshui said solemnly.

He was a blind man, and even if he said his waist, he didn't know where. Then, reaching out, touching his body and touching it. It didn't seem to be his waist, but his shoulders.

"Go down again!" He began lazily, his voice faintly smiling.

He shivered and felt his burning breath on her hand, her heart trembling slightly, and she just wanted to withdraw her hand, but was caught by Ming Chunshui. After a few earning, he couldn't break his big palm like tongs.

揭 He opened his shirt, held her hand, slowly slowly all the way down, along his warm and magnificent chest, sliding inch by inch across his smooth and hot skin.

There was a layer of embarrassing blush on the jade face, and at this moment, she was almost certain that Ming Chunshui was teasing her. However, under his guidance, Yushou slipped to the wound on his waist, where there was wet, warm blood leaking out.

"Here!" Ming Chunshui's voice was very low, and there was a hint of hoarseness in Wen Yazhong. It was probably caused by the pain that she pressed to the wound.

He frowned, he didn't deceive her, and the wound really cracked. Then he lifted the tangled cloth strips, poured the gold sore medicine on his wound, and then tied it carefully.

"Well, you can rest." Secretly said, getting up to leave.

His body fluttered lightly. He had embraced her to the bed, and his embrace was like a cocoon, wrapping her tightly.

"Tell me, are you jealous?" His voice sounded in her ears, with a touch of charm in her tenderness.

Seir felt his breath flowing on the side of her face, warming her half cheek with warm temperature.

Jealous? Is she jealous? Eating lotus vinegar?

"Are you jealous?" He continued to ask relentlessly, his tone deliberately faint, but the burning breath exposed his expectations.

"No!" Seser said quietly, his heart pounding.