Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1775: Fanwai: Whose Teenager (6)

"Are you awake?" The hoarse voice overflowed from the man's mouth.

"Hmm ... thank you." Guess came true. Hongdou didn't know what to say. He didn't know or know his name, but thanked him first.

"No, the acacia girl healer is kind. Even someone else at the time would help the girl."

There was a scene in the medical hall in his mind, and his eyes flashed a certain emotion quickly.

Treat others with kindness, and there will always be someone who will give back to you. This is what the elders of the Liu family courtyard taught them from time to time.

She did it, and she got it.

The man came in and put the food on the dinner table, and Red Bean's eyes fell on him involuntarily, and he looked at his every move.

When standing upright, with a thin figure, even the arc when she lowered her head overlapped with the teenager in her mind. The only difference was that he was taller than the seven or seven.

If Qiqi is still eighteen, and the boy is growing fast, he should grow to such a high level.

If you take off the leather mask on his face, will the face below be similar to Qiqi ...

As she gazed, her eyes narrowed gradually, unaware that when her eyes fell on him, the man's back became tight and his fingers tightened slightly.

He stood so, maintaining the same posture, and didn't dare to move.

"What's your name?" Huang Zhong, she heard herself asking.

The man paused, and she seemed to ask that in some surprise.

Hongdou went back to Shenlaifang and found that he was too abrupt, "Sorry, I didn't mean to inquire, even if it's inconvenient."

She wanted to pat her head to see if she was stupid.

Since he is wearing a mask, he naturally does not want to be recognized, there must be a reason behind it. It was impolite and solemn for her to inquire this way.

"Abandoned."

The two words suddenly fell into her ears.

Hongdou was a stunner again. "God forsaken? It looks like my family's name before July 7".

"Your family's seven or seven?" The man chewed the words in his mouth, rolled his eyes, and looked at her, turning his back to block the light behind him.

The eyes hidden in the light and shadow are as dark and mysterious as the sky outside, but the heart of the eye seems to be dotted with starlight, clearly what is flickering and jumping inside.

She couldn't tell, but was squinted by such eyes.

"Well, my brother." She got out of bed and walked to the dining table, using this action to avoid the feeling of being overwhelmed by his eyes.

Sitting down at the table, without saying anything, a pair of knuckle-slender and clear hands put the soup bowl in front of her, naturally acting as if it had been done thousands of times.

She dropped her gaze on that hand, her heart trembling even more, and she put her fingers tightly on her lap.

"The doctor said you were overworked these days, letting you go to sleep at noon and not eating for another day. After you wake up, let you drink soup to soothe your stomach." He retracted his stiff hands without any trace.

The act of serving soup for her was too natural, and he knew he had leaked.

The habit was rooted in his heart, which made him forget to cover it for a while.

"The doctor said?" She raised her eyes and fixed him, her eyes burning.

"You suddenly fainted. I was not a doctor. I could only help you to the hospital. You are now a famous acacia girl in Wujiang County. The doctor takes special care of you."

"... Are you kidding me just now?" Dingding is famous?

"Yes." He nodded, outspoken, and those deep eyes were smiling.

Red beans stunned for a while, then covered his lips and laughed. The whole person relaxed, and his mood picked up with this little joke.

(End of this chapter)