Tong Ziqing's pale face was dripping with sweat.
She turned her face away, closed her eyes, and ignored Long Yunzhan.
Holding her boy, her arms tightened.
A soft sigh fell in his ears.
"Ziqing, I'm sorry..."
The inaudible sigh caused Tong Ziqing's heart to twitch again.
Inexplicable pantothenic acid in the nose, red eyes.
What she wanted was not Long Yunzhan's apology, nor Long Yunzhan's guilt.
She loves Long Yunzhan.
He also knew that Long Yunzhan loved Ye Qingluo.
Therefore, loving him is only her own business, and that's enough.
Because of Tong Ziqing's struggle just now, the wound on her back really opened.
Blood stained her clothes.
When Ye Qingluo applied the medicine for Tong Ziqing, he drove Long Yunzhan away.
Long Yunzhan stared at Tong Ziqing's direction blankly.
Until Yan Xiaoyi pushed him away.
Only then did I react.
When he was about to leave, Long Yunzhan's eyes swept across the unbuttoned clothes, revealing the bloody wound on his back.
His heart twitched violently.
"Distressed? Do you still feel guilty?" Yan Xiaoyi snorted lightly, pushing Long Yunzhan out of sight of the wooden shed.
Long Yunzhan did not answer.
At this time, Long Yunzhan looked extremely depressed and confused.
There is no half of the usual indifference and indifference.
His blue eyes stared blankly ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing Long Yunzhan looking like this, Yan Xiaoyi felt irritable immediately, bit her lips tightly, and said unfairly for Tong Ziqing: "Ah Zhan, you clearly know that Ziqing likes you, has always liked you! Why do you ... can't you put your eyes on her?"
"She didn't hesitate to sacrifice her life for you! She even didn't hesitate to aggravate her injuries for your sake... You know what it means to have scars on a woman's body, but she... still doesn't care."
When Yan Xiaoyi spoke, her voice was already choked up.
She felt sorry for Tong Ziqing.
Very distressed very distressed.
But…
Tong Ziqing fell in love with such a cold man.
Long Yunzhan listened quietly.
After a while, his blue eyes blinked, and the focus settled on Ye Qingluo's body.
His expression was cold and his voice was calm: "What about you, Xi Shanglan has always liked you, why can't you put your eyes on him?"
"I..." All Yan Xiaoyi's words were choked in her throat.
Long Yunzhan didn't force him, but just stared at her with calm eyes.
Yan Xiaoyi had nothing to hide, she clenched her hands into fists: "That's different, I already have someone I like in my heart, so... I can't possibly like Xi Shanglan."
"How do you know that I don't have anyone I like?" Long Yunzhan's voice was still so calm.
But to Yan Xiaoyi's ears, it was like thunder.
…
Away from the flame lair, on the back of the nine-tailed fox.
The two men were speechless one after another.
It took about a stick of incense.
Chu Wuxin, who was lying at the end, looked at Di Moxuan coldly, and said in a cold voice, "What exactly do you want?"
Di Moxuan didn't turn his head back: "Send you back."
"Are you so kind?" Chu Wuxin snorted coldly, the coldness in his eyes even worse.
"This deity is naturally not that kind." Di Moxuan squinted his long and narrow peach eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "To this deity, you have no right to cause any disturbance in front of this deity."
The implication.
He didn't take Chu Wuxin seriously at all.
"I sent you to Death God's Castle just because... After all, you are Xiao Luoer's old days, and you have saved Xiao Luoer several times. As Xiao Luoer's fiancé, this deity is naturally going to protect Xiao Luoer and protect you."