Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Gong Yanmo sighed, stretched out his fan and tapped her on the head lightly: "Idiot, you can't even figure this out?

You suffered such a serious injury back then, you were hot and cold, your body was like a dilapidated doll, maybe it would fall apart if you poked your finger.

I have no choice but to seal your Qi meridians and put you in a drowsiness. Only in drowsiness can your body recover slowly.

And I traveled here and there, and I didn't have time to take care of you who is so sick and weak for a long time, so I had to send you back to the palace.

Only in this place can you get the best care. [

I can also rest assured.I have good intentions, little rabbit, do you really not understand? "

All the explanations seemed to be seamless, but Feng Lingyan always felt that it was not that simple.

But she still couldn't remember exactly what was wrong.

She lowered her eyes: "I, I naturally have this suspicion too - but, what's the matter with my martial arts? Why are they all gone all of a sudden?"

Gong Yanmo's eyes flashed: "You don't have any martial arts? Stretch out your wrist and let me see."

Feng Lingyan knew that he wanted to feel his pulse, so he obediently stretched out his right wrist for him to feel it.

Gong Yanmo's slender fingers touched her veins...

Feng Lingyan's heart was pounding.

It's not that she didn't have physical contact with him before, and she never felt anything strange.

Now his fingers are just on her wrist, and her heart is beating like a drum.

She could almost hear it herself, and she couldn't add more embarrassment.

God, what is he nervous about?The heartbeat is outrageous!

The guy on the opposite side is not very good at hearing, he must be able to hear it - it's too embarrassing!

Finally, the pulse is over.

But Gong Yanmo did not let go of her hand, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Little rabbit, are you nervous?"