He is completely different from what he was after darkening!
Liangyin pretended to be serious and said: "Qingluo, don't you understand? I mean, please help me with my clothes test. I feel very uncomfortable wearing wet clothes like this and will get sick."
After Liangyin finished speaking, he deliberately pulled the belt on his body, as if he was about to untie it. Seeing this, Qingluo suddenly turned his head. He said hurriedly:
"Sister, please wait a moment. While I put the medicine on, I will help you bake your clothes."
"Well, after you finish applying the medicine, I'll help you apply some medicine too. After that, you can help me bake my clothes."
Liangyin stared at Qingluo closely, her eyes full of innocence. At this moment, Qing Luo's face was as red as blood, and he didn't even dare to turn his eyes.
"Okay." Qingluo responded and started to apply medicine to Liang Yin's leg injury.
Despite Qing Luo's seemingly relaxed appearance, he was actually very nervous while taking the medicine.
Because the gaze of the girl across from him was too hot. If her gaze could turn into reality, she would want to penetrate him right now.
"Qing Luo, why is your face so red? It almost looks like you are bleeding! You must be sick, right?"
Before Liang Yin finished speaking, the back of his hand directly pressed against Qing Luo's forehead, and a cold and soft touch spread across his forehead.
Qing Luo stepped back as if he was electrocuted, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and stared at Liang Yin in shock.
The place covered by the palm felt as if a piece of skin had been burned off, it was hot and hot.
His heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of his chest.
Liangyin looked at Qingluo's reaction, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
He looked at Qing Luo pretending to be sad and said, "Qing Luo, are you afraid of your sister? Do you hate me?"
Qingluo felt a sudden pain in his heart when he saw the sad look on Liangyin's face. He quickly shook his head and explained:
"No, not sister. I don't hate you. Don't get me wrong..."
"Then why did you react so loudly just now?" Liangyin lowered his eyes after speaking, looking very aggrieved, as if he was about to cry
Seeing this, Qingluo quickly explained: "Just now, I didn't hate my sister just now. I just rarely have contact with women, so I got a little excited..."
"But you and Junior Sister Bai He have been in constant contact with each other. I don't think you're excited at all."
At this point, a flash of jealousy flashed in Liangyin's eyes.
"My sister is different from her. That's why I do this..."
After Qingluo finished speaking, his face turned redder and redder, reaching the root of his neck. His skin looked pink and tender, which made me feel pity for him.
Liangyin suddenly approached Qingluo and asked with a sly smile: "Then what's the difference between me and her?"
The girl suddenly came so close, which really startled Qing Luo. Those smart eyes were like a pool of autumn water, almost sucking her in.
Her heart was beating so fast that her rhythm was out of whack. She stepped back in panic, quickly shifted her attention, and said:
"What's the difference..." Qingluo hesitated, trying to answer Liangyin's question. But I couldn't find a good excuse for a long time. What seems to be on your mind? In his haste, he gained wisdom and said:
"Because, because my sister is my relative, so..."
When Liangyin heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he directly interrupted his subsequent words. Said: "That's why you don't dare to do anything beyond your reach, right?"
Liangyin folded his arms and tilted his head at Qingluo, with unhappiness written all over his face.
Qing Luo was about to answer yes when something got stuck in his throat.
"Sister, I..."
"Please help me apply the medicine first. When I apply the medicine for you later, I will tell you something very important."
Liangyin stared at Qingluo seriously, as if he had some shocking secret.
Qing Luo couldn't help but become nervous.
After he responded, he lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine to Liang Yin. He was relatively speechless for a while, and the atmosphere became somewhat silent.
The sparks in the bonfire were crackling. After Liangyin threw a few firewood into the bonfire. Qingluo has already given the medicine and bandaged her.
"Sister, it's been bandaged." Qing Luo raised his head and showed a clear smile towards Liang Yin.
A fleeting fox smile appeared at the corner of Liangyin's mouth, looking at Qingluo, pretending to be decent and said:
"Now that it's packed, let me bandage it for you!"
"No, not sister!" Qingluo heard this and quickly refused: "I can do it myself..."
"Hurry up. Give me the medicine bottle, stop nagging!" Liangyin interrupted Qingluo's words and directly grabbed the medicine bottle from Qingluo's hand.
She raised the medicine in her hand and said to Qing Luo: "Come here quickly, don't leave me alone. Didn't you say that I am your relative? Are you still afraid that I will give you medicine?"
"But… "
"No but, come here quickly!"
Under Liangyin's strong request, Qingluo finally came closer. With a red face, he untied his wet clothes and exposed his seriously injured shoulder in front of Liangyin.
Liang Yin's expression was teasing at first, but after seeing Qing Luo's injured shoulder, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with shock.
Qing Luo's shoulder blades were all broken, bloody and bloody, with some muscles and bones even exposed.
When speaking, some blood will squeeze out.
The smell of blood is very strong.
Liangyin felt a stabbing pain in her heart, and her eyes were unbearably sore and turned red.
When Qing Luo saw this, he couldn't bear it and wanted to comfort him: "Sister, I'm fine..."
But before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Liang Yin.
"Obviously you were so seriously injured, why did you just carry me in? Are you a fool?!"
As he spoke, Liang Yin couldn't help but shed tears, his eyes turning red.
Why are you so nice to her? She is the sinner!
She is the one who needs to make amends!
"Sister..." Qingluo looked at Liangyin's sad look and felt a pang in his heart.
"Shut up! Don't talk. I don't want to talk to you, a liar!" Liangyin lowered his eyes, bit his lips, held back tears, and applied medicine to Qingluo seriously.
Because the medicine was being applied, Qingluo couldn't raise his head and kept his head sideways.
It didn't take long for him to take the medicine, but it felt like a century had passed.
She was so close to him that she could smell her scent clearly.
He could clearly feel her sadness because he was hurt so badly.
Thinking of this, Qing Luo's mood became more complicated. I hate myself even more.
Her sister was so kind to her, yet he had such thoughts.
"Qingluo..." Liangyin had already bandaged the wound on the boy's shoulder. She lowered her eyes and looked at him, and said seriously: "Didn't I just have something very important to tell you?"