"I once heard my father say that Uncle Sheng is a hero who will always stand on the front line for the North. Such a person is always worthy of my respect. Uncle Sheng himself has suffered countless injuries on the battlefield. I am injured. What's the matter?" Wen Jian looked like he didn't take his injury seriously, but he didn't forget to touch the little girl's fingers with his thumb and coaxed: "Besides, don't let Uncle Sheng I feel uneasy about venting my anger with you, at least I want to prove to Uncle Sheng that I am not just talking, and for Qingzhi, I am indeed willing to do anything for you."
The more Qingzhi listened, the more sad she felt. She didn't know what to say to Wen Jian at this moment, so she could only lower her head, endure the surge of emotions, and carefully apply the medicine to Wen Jian with red eyes. , sobbing and asking him from time to time, "Does it hurt?"
Wen Jian always answered her gently: "It won't hurt."
The more he was accommodating, the more Qingzhi felt distressed.
After she had bandaged both of his hands, Wen Jian said to her seriously: "That's great. I can take these two days off and don't have to go to the Hanlin Academy."
Qingzhi couldn't laugh, and glared at him with red eyes. However, Wen Jian took her with his hand and pressed her into his arms. Qingzhi stiffened, and then Wen Jian lowered his head and his breath wrapped around her. Breathing, the distance is already so close, but it still seems to be getting closer little by little, making people unable to react.
Qingzhi felt his hot breath getting closer and closer, and her cheeks turned red.
"Qingzhi, can I kiss you?"
Wen Jian's voice was still hoarse, sexy and low, lingering in her ears. Even her young breathing became a little short. She was still grabbing the fabric on Wen Jian's chest in a panic. She also I don't know if she said anything, but she seemed to say a soft "hmm" in a nasal voice, and then, Wen Jian's kiss fell instantly.
Kissed her lips.
Qingzhi clearly felt that her heart was beating fast and irregularly.
The only thing that could be known was that Wen Jian's kiss was not as gentle as she imagined. It seemed to have a bit of fierceness, catching her off guard and leaving her unable to fight back.
However, Qingzhi blushed when Wen Jian was treated like this. She never thought that Wen Jian would have such a side, which made her unable to resist.
Qingzhi was almost out of breath, and when she couldn't help but want to push him away, Wen Jian seemed to wake up a little, and gently opened her mouth, but did not let go of her.
The mouths of the two people were stained with water.
They stared deeply into each other's eyes, especially Wen Jian's direct and powerful eyes, which almost overwhelmed Qingzhi. Qingzhi looked at him with a blushing face and did not dare to breathe hard.
"Qingzhi, let's... get married. Okay?" Wen Jian hugged her, his voice filled with naked desire for her and frank possessiveness. He wanted to own her openly and legitimately. His little child.
Qingzhi was called out in a low voice by him, and her whole mind was a little dazed. As if she hadn't recovered from Wen Jian's hot kiss, she nodded in confusion and agreed to him.
This time, Wen Jian was really excited. Qingzhi seemed to have never seen Wen Jian lose his temper like this before.