Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 570 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (60)

He tentatively called again: "Rong Yan?"

Now he can go back honestly.

Rong Yan slightly bent his lips, smiling lightly.

The next moment, he placed his hand on the door frame.

Before He could react, the door was pushed open with only a crack.

She stared wide-eyed, all she had to do was cover her shoulders tightly first.

He looked at him in disbelief again: "Rong Yan!"

Rong Yan frowned, and responded gently.

"Ah."

He was speechless again: "My lord really doesn't talk about etiquette at all."

Rong Yan has always been cold and dignified, how could he do such an impolite thing.

The young man's gaze fell on He You's messy skirt, and he slowly froze.

Under the dim candlelight, half of He You's face was glowing with a faint luster, with a little bit of soot still stained on his face, the robe on his shoulders was a bit dark, and the crooked skirt was in a mess, revealing a section of fair skin.

Rong Yan frowned fiercely: "Is this a small injury?"

So much blood was shed.

He pouted again: "If I had known you wouldn't listen at all, I wouldn't have lied."

Vain.

He simply sat down again, leaning his shoulders towards Rong Yan.

"Here, give me medicine."

As long as she covers her tightly, she shouldn't be discovered.

Rong Yan pursed her lips tightly, her fingertips trembling a little.

Touching He Youwei's cool skirt, Rong Yan's movements stopped.

He was puzzled again, and turned to look at him.

"what happened?"

But he saw that the young man's cheeks were bright red, his eyes were glowing with moisture, and even his white neck was a lot red.

The long curled eyelashes trembled, and Rong Yan felt his throat tickle.

He tilted his head and coughed softly, his eyes were instantly covered with a thin mist of water.

He raised his eyebrows again and smiled.

"Are you shy?"

The boy faltered, his cheeks turned redder.

He bent his eyebrows and smiled again, stretched out his hand to hold Rong Yan's wrist, and placed it directly on his clothes at the collar.

She looked at Rong Yan with a smile: "Aren't you going to help me with the medicine?"

He frowned again: "Hurry up, my wound hurts."

Rong Yan licked her somewhat dry lips, bent slightly to get closer.

He moved slowly, his long eyelashes trembling constantly.

He raised his face slightly again, and looked at him with a smile.

Even the boy's eyes were flushed, and he pursed his lips tightly.

He bent his eyes again, and gently poked his flushed cheek with his fingertips.

"Rong Yan, your face is so red."

Rong Yan pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

He carefully opened the skirt of his shirt, revealing a horrific blood-stained wound.

Rong Yan frowned fiercely, his eyes froze for a moment.

His voice was very low, trembling slightly.

"Very serious."

He also felt pain, but she could bear it, and reluctantly held the corner of her mouth.

She bent her lips slightly: "It's okay, no bones are hurt, it just looks a little scary."

He raised his chin again: "It's really fine, just take some medicine, and it will be fine after a few more days."

The corners of Rong Yan's lips were straightened, but the hand holding the medicine bottle was steady.

He moved closer, and carefully applied the medicine to He You, the young man's warm breath fell on He You's bare shoulders, a little itchy.

He shrank his shoulders again.

Rong Yan's eyes were fixed, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold He You's half shoulder.

"Don't move."

The hands were gentle and soft, and Rong Yan was stunned for a moment by the unfamiliar touch.

The young man couldn't recover, and stared at He You in a daze.

He You: ...

She gently moved her shoulders: "Master Rong, have you touched enough?"

Rong Yan immediately let go, and took a few steps back.

(End of this chapter)