Xia Weimian saw a thin line of blood falling from Bei Mingsheng's cheekbones, but because of the cold weather, the blood quickly condensed on his face.
Bei Mingsheng's face was sharp as sharp as a knife. When there was a blood stain on his face, it made people feel that the blood stain was like a tear from the corner of his eye.
"I didn't mean it..." Xia Weimian said to Bei Mingsheng awkwardly. The snowball she finally tightened hit Bei Mingsheng's body, but his face was colored.
Xia Weimian felt that in the next moment, he might be shot and killed indiscriminately by Saint Beiming...
"Young... Young Master..." The housekeeper was also panicked. Normally, Sage Bei Ming was injured. It was because of assassinations and firefights. Now, Sage Bei Ming was adorned because of snowball fights. The housekeeper didn't know what to do. How to find a doctor to see the injury on the face of Bei Mingsheng.
Xia Weimian lowered her head and whispered to Beiming Sheng said, "I'm sorry... When I threw the snowball, I really didn't notice..."
"Do you think this can be solved with a sorry sentence?" Bei Ming Sheng asked her abruptly.
Xia Weimian's heart squatted.
She put color on the face of the invincible North Mingsheng, the other party won't want her to pay for his life...
"Come in!" Bei Mingsheng ordered her.
At this time, life-saving was important. Xia Weimian had to put down the observation of the surrounding monitors. She lowered her head and followed Beiming Saint and walked into the castle.
Bei Mingsheng sat on the chair in the living room. The butler brought the medicine box. Bei Mingsheng spread his legs and pressed his hands on his thighs. He said to Xia Weimian in a cold voice:
"Help me get medicine."
Xia Weimian was a little reluctant, "The butler can do this for you."
Bei Mingsheng pointed to the wound on his face: "You helped me hurt it."
Xia Weimian: "..."
Xia Weimian reluctantly walked to Bei Mingsheng's side. She opened the medicine cabinet, and after dipping cotton with tweezers and moistened with alcohol, she wiped off the blood on the wound.
Then he picked up the scissors and cut the bandage to the size of the wound, and stuck it on Bei Mingsheng's face.
After helping him deal with the wound, Xia Weimian took a step back and distanced himself from Saint Bei Ming.
"Okay." She said to Bei Mingsheng, she personally helped him medicate, this can be regarded as a sincere apology to Bei Mingsheng.
Bei Mingsheng's sight fell on the cautious Xia Weimian, two steps away from him.
"Why have you been afraid of me?" Bei Mingsheng asked her.
"There is an expression on your face that you want to kill me at any time..." After Xia Weimian said, she lowered her head again.
In fact, she didn't want to have any contact with Bei Mingsheng. After she knew that Bei Mingsheng had a possessive mind about herself, Xia Weimian didn't want to make his obsession with herself deeper and deeper in contact with Bei Mingsheng. .
But now she is locked in the castle by the Beiming Sage, only Beiming Sage wants to see her, but there is no one who can avoid the Beiming Sage.
Xia Weimian wondered what to do to reduce Bei Mingsheng’s impression of herself. Is she going to make trouble unreasonably, or should she speak against Bei Mingsheng
But if he accidentally irritates Bei Ming Sheng, and Bei Ming Sheng wants to use himself stronger, what should I do
"Mianmian? What are you thinking about?" Bei Mingsheng called Xia Weimian several times, but she lost her mind.
When Xia Weimian came back to her senses, she saw Bei Mingsheng's gaze was staring at her face, Xia Weimian took a step back, and she whispered to Bei Mingsheng...