Hou's daughter, she is cold and sassy

Chapter 234 His Tears

Although Yun Xiaoran was heartbroken, he had no choice but to leave Liufang Pavilion cruelly.

If Murong Hua were to know about Yun Qingxiu's situation, once his feelings were overwhelmed, even if he risked his life today, he would have to fight a duel with the remnants of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

"I'll stay." Rong Zhaohua's tone was undeniable.

"You go out," Shen Zhizhou did not back down, "I need an undisturbed environment when I operate with Guzhu, and everyone else is waiting outside the door."

Rong Zhaohua choked, but still walked to Yun Qingxiu and sat down: "I'm not an idler, and I won't disturb you."

After the owner of the valley heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his small eyes: "Success, success, success! Disciple son-in-law, you have to comfort my disciple."

When he was young, he often listened to those storytellers tell stories, and bought a lot of story books. It is easier to enhance feelings if he is injured or something.He still wants to hug his grandchildren soon!

Rong Zhaohua slowly helped Yun Qingxiu up, letting her lean in his arms.Feeling her thin and thin body and almost weightless weight, it is even more distressing.

After the crisis in the Hou Mansion is resolved, he must take her to a beautiful mountain villa to recuperate and feed her until she becomes fat.

On the golden nanmu tray at the side, there are a thin and narrow short blade, a pair of tweezers, a candle, and a ball of gauze.

The window was wide open, the heavy snow had stopped now, and a round of scorching sun broke through the overlapping of clouds, directly shining on the injured part of Yun Qingxiu's shoulder.

A row of silver needles was placed beside the owner of the valley. With the cooperation of both hands, he inserted the silver needles neatly into the corresponding acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

Shen Zhizhou found the right time and quickly pulled out the wooden awl.

He could feel that Yun Qingxiu's body trembled suddenly, and his breathing became a little short of breath.He couldn't help interlocking his fingers with his right hand, and his left arm wrapped around her waist.

"Start?" Shen Zhizhou asked calmly, holding tweezers and a short blade in his hand.

Yun Qingxiu's jaw, and then he could feel the icy touch sticking to the flesh, which made people feel chills down their backs.

"Here?" Shen Zhizhou lowered his eyes.

Yun Qingxiu closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes cast a lovely shadow in front of her eyes.

She raised her left arm slightly, frowned, and her tone was surprisingly cold: "The upper right is half the width of the index finger."

Shen Zhizhou moved a few minutes to where she said, and after receiving Yun Qingxiu's response, he inserted the short blade into the wound, looking for wooden thorns as little as possible.

But even so, Yun Qingxiu's forehead was already covered with bead-sized beads of sweat.

She pinched her thigh tightly with her fingers, as if it was the only way to relieve the severe pain in her shoulder.

The unstoppable trembling of the person in her arms made Rong Zhaohua's deep black eyes darker, but when the sharp knife was rummaging through the flesh and blood, she could still maintain her rationality and said: "Move to the right a little bit .”

He didn't know what she had experienced to have such amazing willpower.With such a cruel technique, even a strong man would probably scream out loud.

The veins in her hands that were secretly pinching her thighs bulged, but she was suddenly surrounded by a mass of warmth.

The sweat on his forehead was gently wiped off by him, and the intoxicating voice was wrapped in a touch of grief: "Madam, don't hurt yourself. If it hurts, you can pinch me or bite me."

She leaned against his shoulder, and raised her head slightly to see his neck.

"Hiss..." as soon as he relaxed his hand, he could no longer resist the pain as if the wolf teeth were tearing and chewing the flesh and blood in his mouth.

There was a touch of pain in her clear eyes, but a trace of cruelty suddenly flashed across.

Opening her vermilion lips, her teeth bit at the junction of his shoulder and neck.

Then, she closed her eyes tightly, feeling a hand gently caressing her hair.

A moment after biting it, she tasted the sweetness of blood in her mouth, and the light ambergris gradually eased her pain.

"Ma'am, ma'am"

He called out affectionately, seeing that Shen Zhizhou's hands and the utensil were all stained with scarlet red, he couldn't help lowering his voice a little.

The pain of the trapezius being bitten by her made him frown slightly, but it slightly relieved his powerlessness and helplessness.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Zhizhou finally bandaged the wound on her shoulder, put down the scissors and short blades, and cleaned the blood. "All right."

And it was at the same time when his voice fell, "Pa-ta."

A touch of coldness dripped across Yun Qingxiu's cheekbones, landed on his lips, and flowed into his mouth.

It was bitter and bitter mixed with salty taste.

That is tears.

She was slightly startled, and then let go of her mouth, her porcelain white teeth and lips were stained with a coquettish red, like crimson rouge, dotted with enchantment.

"you"

When a word comes out of the bright red lips, it is difficult to make a sound.

I saw his deep eyes shining brightly, like agate after a new rain in the empty mountains.

There are still a few tiny crystals hanging on the slender lower eyelashes, as if the morning dew on the young leaves was scattered by the floating wind.

There was a lingering redness in the eye sockets, showing signs of gradually fading away.

Only the engraved tenderness, lingering and lingering, lingers around her and never leaves.

At that moment, her heart was severely shocked.

It is said that a man does not flick his tears lightly, and it would be such grief and despair to make a ruthless murderer shed tears.

She wanted to laugh heartlessly, but the words came out of her throat, but it became a choked voice, trembling so that people panic: "I didn't cry, why are you crying."

The first word overflowed, and there was a strong sour feeling at the tip of her nose, which instantly clouded her eyes with mist.

His hand caressed her cheek, but there was a chill in his heart. "I don't think you are crying, so I just finished it for you."

The soreness at the tip of the nose was even worse than before, and tears welled up in the eye sockets.

Staring deeply at that handsome face, her lips trembled uncontrollably.

Obviously before, his hand was still hot, but at some point, it was already bone-chillingly cold, better than the snow outside the window and the ice on the eaves.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the owner of the valley opened his eyes wide and stomped his feet excitedly.

Disciple, disciple son-in-law, don't thank me too much! !

Shen Zhizhou glanced at him and refused to leave, as if the owner of the valley stuck to the bench dragged him away forcefully without hesitation.

Can't he feel his own redundancy? ? ?

The two left the house and closed the door gently.

Yun Qingxiu glanced at the tooth marks that were still dripping with blood, and raised the corners of her lips with difficulty: "Does it hurt you to bite? I don't think your complexion is very good. Did you lose too much blood?"

Rong Zhaohua stared at the bright red on her lips and teeth with deep eyes.

His icy fingers brushed over her exquisite outline, as if depicting the beauty and beauty of the world, which made her heart beat faster.

He was attached to her body, and the sinking breath sprayed out of her thin lips twitched at her ears and side neck.

The deep and sexy voice was like a magic voice, bewitching, revolving in her mind: "Then, come back."

(End of this chapter)