Ling Weifeng was listless, with a bitter face, "I'm stuffy, and I can't breathe well."
"Bored?" Prince Xi glanced at the air conditioner that was on, and thought for a while, "Let's sit on the balcony for a while."
The night wind blows slowly, bringing a coolness.
Ling Weifeng was holding a glass of strawberry juice, watching Prince Xi Gu Yaya tasting the wine, feeling even more uncomfortable.
"Is it better?" Prince Xi asked softly.
Ling Weifeng shook his head, "It's still hard."
Prince Xi frowned, "Is it sick? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
She continued to shake her head, listlessly, "Maybe I just came back, I'm not used to it, I'll just sit for a while."
Prince Xi Gu was still not at ease, looked at her carefully, and saw that the wound on the corner of her lip was still not scabbed.
Her skin is very supple, and a trivial wound is also obvious.
He got up, walked into the room under Ling Weifeng's puzzled gaze, and when he came out again, he was holding a box of green plaster in his hand.
"What?" Ling Weifeng was a little puzzled when he saw that he had pulled a wicker chair to sit beside her.
"The corner of your mouth is hurt, don't you feel it?"
Ling Weifeng didn't understand, reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, "Oh, this one, it doesn't hurt."
It hurt a little when I first hit it, and my lips were numb from the bump, but it has been so long, so there is still pain.
This small wound is like being accidentally bitten while eating, it's a trivial matter.
She was so careless that Prince Xi grimaced, grabbed her hand and pulled it down heavily, "Don't move around."
After being touched by her like this, it was torn apart again, and a little blood flowed out.
Ling Weifeng stopped talking, and quietly asked him to help with the medicine.
Her back was facing the light, and there was a shadow on her face. In order to see the wound clearly, Prince Xi leaned very close.
She was so close that she could smell his breath, and her heart beat faster and a little chaotic.
Her two plain white hands were twisted together to hide her panic.
A pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes blinked and blinked, she saw Prince Xi's focused expression, and saw the distress in his eyes.
Feeling the gentle strength of his hand, gently brushing the corner of her lips, her mood suddenly improved.
Not uncomfortable anymore, and a little bit happy.
The corners of the lips curled up unconsciously.
"What are you laughing at?"
Originally, she just curled the corners of her mouth, but when Prince Xi asked her this question, she immediately showed a big smile.
Prince Xi Guzheng helped her apply the medicine, and when she pulled her lips like this, the medicine on her hand directly smeared onto her lips.
Prince Xi, Gu, "..."
Ling Weifeng, "..."
Her lips were cold and uncomfortable, so she raised her hand directly, wanting to wipe it with the back of her hand.
Prince Xi grabbed her hand and glared at her.
Then gently wipe off the ointment on her lips with a finger that is not stained with ointment.
Her lips are very soft, beautifully shaped, pouty, small, pink and tender, it looks like a piece of pink jelly, which makes one can't help but want to kiss her lips.
Prince Xi's Adam's apple twitched up and down, and looked away in a panic, "It's cleaned up."
After speaking, he got up quickly, and the action was too hasty, kicking the rattan chair aside.
Ling Weifeng watched him hurry into the room, frowned slightly, what was he doing.
Prince Xi didn't come out again, she sat for a while, then entered the room, and saw that he was already lying down.
She shrugged, climbed up from the other side of the bed, picked up the big bear and turned off the light to sleep.
I don't know how long it took before she heard the sound of her clear and shallow breathing. Prince Xi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, turned over, and lay face to face with her.