Little Diamond Bride: Gently Say I Love You

Chapter 155 [Take away all the coldness]

Ya Ruo unscrewed the medicine bottle with her small hand, poured a few drops of medicinal wine into her palm, held An Zuoche's face with the other hand, stretched out the little hand stained with medicinal wine, and began to apply the medicine on his face.

An Zuoche really wanted to remove this little hand that was randomly drawing circles on his face. When his palm touched her little hand, the warmth from her hand was so warm that he stopped in shock. up.

He held his hand beside his face, but stared at her blankly, not knowing where to put it.

The temperature on his hands has always been icy cold. Someone once told him that no one will hurt people with cold hands.

And the temperature in Yaruo's hand is warm, as if it can dissipate all the coldness.

For the first time, a confused expression appeared on his calm face, and his hands gradually placed on his lap.

He quietly watched her apply the medicine to himself.

A pink and tender little hand was smearing and kneading his face, as if kneading the dough very seriously, and the expression on his face always looked happy.

Every time he thinks that she has not experienced any setbacks, does not know what is sad, what is pain, what is trouble, he is very jealous.

Now he is still jealous of her, but he also has another feeling in his heart. Isn't this kind of life without sorrow, pain and trouble just what he longed for before?

It turned out that it was not jealousy, but pure envy.

He was very envious of her beauty and her happiness.

He was a little stunned, how could a man be serious with a woman?He still wants to envy her, he feels that he is also quite boring.

He and she are not the same kind of people, in fact, there is nothing to envy.

"Hey! Have you finished? Go back to your seat when you're done. The bell has already rung. Didn't you hear?"

He was still the same, not grateful to her, nor touched by what she had done to him.

"Wait a minute! It's almost ready." Ya Ruo rubbed his face for a while, and felt that it was almost done. She wanted to move her hand away, but suddenly remembered that she had forgotten a place, "I haven't rubbed the medicine on my forehead yet." Well, let me see if you have any injuries on your forehead."

Before An Zuoche could refuse, her little hand had already pushed aside the bangs on his forehead.

His forehead was as white as his skin tone, without any trace of bruises. Obviously, there was no injury on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)