After cleansing and leaving the house, I am beautiful

Qiu Ying came out of his arms, sat up, leaned against the headboard of the bed, smiled softly, and then looked at him: "No, this is just right for you."

He lowered his head, smiled, turned sideways and put one hand on her waist, turned his head across, rested on her lower abdomen, and looked up at her: "Aying, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, losing weight is very important to me. It’s not that difficult.”

Qiu Ying suddenly remembered that Grandma Chen said that Ye Yifan lost weight from freshman year, and only lost weight in senior year. Isn't this difficult?
"Ye Yifan, everything you have now is exactly what I like. You really don't need to make any changes. I'm very satisfied with you."

After saying that, her face turned crimson instantly. This was the first time she expressed her love to a boy. She had never said such straightforward words to Che Lihan before.

He raised his head, and exerted a little force on his arm around her, and she slid onto the bed while she was sitting on the head of the bed, his head rested on her shoulder, slowly lowered, and then kept pushing towards her chest Rub on...

"What's the matter with this injury?" When he took off the pajama pants for her, he found a large purple-red bruise on her right knee.

She looked at her right knee, wondering why she didn't notice that it was hurt when she took a shower last night.

"Riding a horse yesterday morning, I fell off the horse." Qiu Ying shrank her shoulders and said in a nonchalant voice.

He got up, hugged her, let her sit on the head of the bed, he sat cross-legged, put her right leg on his leg, gently pressed his hands around the bruise, twisted The furrowed brows became Sichuan characters, and the thin lips were also pursed into a line: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

He pressed the bruise lightly again.

She let out a "hiss".

He frowned and glanced at her, put her right leg gently on the bed, got out of bed, looked for his medicine box on the cabinet, but couldn't find it, he turned his head and asked, "Where's the medicine box?"

Qiuying suddenly remembered that the medicine box was left in Duanmufeng's room: "Ye Yifan, the medicine box was taken to Xiaofeng's room yesterday afternoon, and I forgot to take it back."

Ye Yifan turned around, his eyes turned cold: "You went horseback riding with him? Then fell off the horse together? You give him the medicine box, and you don't care about your own injuries?"

Drinking vinegar again!

"No, he was scratched by a dog. I took the medicine box up. Brother Yi wiped it for him. Then I took him to get a rabies vaccine, but I forgot to bring the medicine box back. I didn't notice either. I'm hurt."

Qiuying explained half-truths, she didn't dare to tell the story of their encounter with wolves, for fear that he would become more nervous if he knew about it, anyway, everyone is fine now.

He paused, turned his back to her, and began to dress.

"Where are you going?" She couldn't help but get nervous.

"Go get your medicine."

She was anxious: "Don't go, he needs to have a good rest, you will wake him up."

As she spoke, she got out of bed, trying to stop him.

He came over and pushed her back on the bed: "I won't disturb your Xiaofeng, I'm going to get safflower oil in the car." His voice was cold.

Qiuying slipped back into bed again, lowered her eyes and let out an "oh".

Then there was the sound of him opening and closing the door.

She stared in the direction of the door in a daze. He is good in everything, but he is a little bit jealous. However, no one is perfect. Humans always have some small shortcomings, and this shortcoming is sometimes a catalyst for emotional growth .