Ouyang Shaochen's bandaging action suddenly stopped, and he looked up at Murong Xue, with a dark light flashing in his deep pupils: "Why are you so stupid?"
Murong Xue's bright little face was gloomy for an instant, and she glared at Ouyang Shaochen viciously: She's stupid to reason with him
Ouyang Shaochen suddenly bent down, and his thin lips lightly touched her pink lips.
The moist touch came from her lips, Murong Xue suddenly widened her eyes, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen fixedly, only to see her figure clearly reflected in his obsidian-like pupils, and the glints of light in his pupils, Seeing Murong Xue's sudden enlightenment: "You... you mean..."
"Yeah!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, his dark eyes were as deep as a pool: He did a lot of things to hint at her, but she was so stupid that she couldn't guess at all, so he had no choice but to say it bluntly...
"Aren't you joking?" Murong Xue looked at him without blinking.
"I look like I'm joking?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her with raised eyebrows, a little contempt flashed in his deep eyes.
Murong Xue smiled unnaturally, it really doesn't look like it!
Her body is only fourteen years old, and she is only a middle school student in modern times, not at the age of love at all, so Ouyang Shaochen and her got very close, and she always thought it was a closeness between friends, not at all. Think of this kind of closeness to the relationship between men and women...
Her shoulders suddenly warmed up, and it was Ouyang Shaochen who helped her bandage the wound, pulled up her clothes, and told her softly, "Before the injury heals, don't eat fish or shrimp..."
"I know." Murong Xue nodded indiscriminately, and her body lightened suddenly. It was Ouyang Shaochen who hugged her horizontally and carefully put her on the bed. Afterwards, he naturally sat next to Murong Xue, with a long snow-colored smile on her face. Clothes flowed down the bed, indescribably noble, Tsinghua University.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, and said tentatively: "My son... are you not going back to Xiaoyao Palace tonight?"
"I'm not going back, it's getting dark, I'll stay here for one night, and I'll go back tomorrow." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, leaning back, leaning gracefully on the big pillow at the head of the bed, and taking it with him A book, flipping through it casually...
It was gray outside the window, and there was a little faint white in the sky!
Is this also called dark night? This is obviously just after nightfall, so if you want to live in Luoxue Pavilion, just say...
Murong Xue curled her lips, glared at Ouyang Shaochen quietly, turned around, and lay down with her back to him...
"Your left shoulder is injured, it's not good to sleep on it!" Qingyue's voice came to her ears, an arm passed under Murong Xue's neck, wrapped her shoulders, and turned her to lie on her right side.
Ouyang Shaochen's poetic and handsome face is close at hand, and his warm breath with a touch of black bamboo fragrance gently sprayed on her small face. Murong Xue's beautiful face was slightly gloomy, and said angrily: "In front of you Someone, I can't sleep."
Ouyang Shaochen disagreed: "Just close your eyes."
"I can feel someone in front of me even with my eyes closed. Why don't you go sleep on the soft couch, my lord." Murong Xue suggested with a smile.
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the soft couch in front of the window, without even thinking about it, he refused straight away: "I don't like sleeping on a soft couch, if you want to sleep on it, go to sleep."
Murong Xue's bright face darkened in an instant: "This is my room. I was injured again. How can I sleep on a soft couch? The wound on my shoulder seems to be not shallow. If I don't get enough rest, how will the injury heal?" …”
The cold voice of complaining came to his ears, Ouyang Shaochen put down the book, and looked at her lightly: "No, it's just that you can't sleep, I will help you, and I guarantee you will sleep until tomorrow morning."
Ouyang Shaochen is not a doctor, can he cure her insomnia
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen in bewilderment, only to see that he reached out and pointed at the back of her neck, Murong Xue was startled, this is... to touch her sleeping hole... This method of helping sleep is only black-bellied Ouyang Shaochen can think of it...
Ruyu's finger was close at hand, Murong Xue hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab it, and said through gritted teeth, "Thank you for your kindness, my lord, I suddenly feel a little sleepy, I should be able to fall asleep after careful preparation..."
Looking at her angry beautiful eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed an imperceptible smile, slowly withdrew his hand, and said casually: "That's good, if you can't sleep, just say..."
"I know!" Murong Xue replied angrily, her cold voice was full of teeth gnashing.
Ouyang Shaochen turned a deaf ear, took the book and continued to flip through it, the corner of his mouth curled into an almost invisible arc...
Murong Xue's mind was messed up, her head rested on a soft pillow, turned over, turned over, turned over, turned over again, but she didn't feel sleepy at all...
Ouyang Shaochen couldn't bear to read it anymore, put down the book, hugged her waist, and wrapped her in his arms, a trace of helplessness flashed in his obsidian eyes: "Why haven't you fallen asleep..."
Murong Xue's eyes sank, she raised her eyes to look at Ouyang Shaochen, her cold pupils flashed a little dignified: "My lord, I am very grateful for your liking for me, but I have never been in love, I don't know if I am like you… "
Looking at her tangled face, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a smile in his eyes: "It's okay, you are young and stupid, and the relationship between men and women is more complicated. You will naturally not understand it for a while, wait for time Grow up, when you grow up, you will slowly sort out the clues... "
Murong Xue's bright face darkened again: "Don't call me stupid again!" In the modern age, she was the best heir in the family, involved in business and machinery, and everything she did was perfect. Words, thousands of miles away from her...
But when she came to Qingyan Country, after meeting Ouyang Shaochen, Ouyang Shaochen actually called her stupid every day, so that she almost felt that she was really stupid...
"Okay, little stupid girl, I won't call you stupid anymore." Ouyang Shaochen gently stroked Murong Xue's black and smooth black hair, and the corners of his mouth curled into a graceful arc.
Murong Xue's face was gloomy, and she waved her palm viciously at Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang Shaochen."
Ouyang Shaochen reached out and grabbed her wrist, held her tightly in his arms, rested his chin lightly on her hair, and said leisurely: "It's late at night, let's rest..."
Murong Xue's arms, legs and feet were bound, and she struggled a few times, but she couldn't break free. She gave Ouyang Shaochen a fierce look, and closed her eyes unwillingly: "I'll settle the score with him after dawn tomorrow...
There was a sound of even breathing in his arms, Ouyang Shaochen lowered his head, and saw Murong Xue was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, casting two thick shadows on his eyelids, his peaceful sleeping face made him People can't bear to blaspheme...