Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 115 Liar!

She was already considered a very clean person, but obviously, this man who had been a soldier was even better than her!
Zhan Yunting was not in the living room, maybe in his bedroom, Ming Youyin didn't want to disturb her, so she quietly went back to the guest room.

She wanted to wash the bed sheets and pillow covers in the guest room.

Although she only slept for one night, judging by the cleanliness of the room, Brother Zhan must be a clean freak.

Even though she only slept for one night, she still had to wash the sheets and quilts!

Back in the room, she stuffed things like sheets and quilts into the washing machine, soaked them in soapy liquid, and planned to soak them for 10 minutes before washing them.

Then she found out the clothes she changed last night, and wanted to fold them up and stuff them into her backpack, and take them away later.

When she was folding the clothes, she found that the clothes she wore last night were stained with something, dotted with dark red.

She looked carefully at the light, like... blood!

She was stunned.

Blood?

She hasn't been hurt for a while, where did the blood come from?

Could it be... Brother Zhan?
Last night, there was still a fence on the second floor, and she was carried out by Brother Zhan on his back.

Was the blood on the chest of her clothes stained on Brother Zhan's back?
Brother Zhan was injured?

Her heart was beating wildly, she threw her clothes and ran out of the guest room.

The door of Zhan Yunting's bedroom is next to the guest room.

She knocked on the door "duk tuk tuk" and called eagerly, "Brother Zhan, are you there?"

Soon, the door was opened, and Zhan Yunting appeared in front of her eyes, "What's the matter?"

Ming Youyin looked him up and down, trying to see something strange on his face, "Brother Zhan, you, are you injured?"

Zhan Yunting was slightly taken aback, frowned slightly, and did not speak.

He was indeed injured, but not seriously, and he didn't intend to let the little girl know.

But the little girl suddenly asked, and he didn't intend to lie.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ming Youyin didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly started to pick off his clothes: "Did you hurt your back? Is it serious? How did you get hurt? Is there any medicine?"

"Yinyin..." Zhan Yunting frowned slightly, held her wrist, stopped her from taking off his clothes, looked into her eyes, and said in a calm and steady voice, "I was indeed injured, but my grandfather beat me , so the injury is not serious, don't worry."

He could see the girl's genuine anxiety and worry, and it seemed that there was... distress.

Very strange.

This girl who met by chance actually felt sorry for him.

He had never seen such a look in the eyes of the female characters around him.

Grandma had been dead for many years when he was born.

his mom……

His mother probably regretted it before she gave birth to him.

He regretted not marrying his father, conceiving him, let alone giving birth to him.

He has never enjoyed a day of maternal love.

Not to mention men.

His grandfather taught him since he was a child that a man bleeds but does not shed tears.

Dad is not as strict as grandpa, but dad is very calm and introverted.

He knew that his father loved him, but his father never expressed it clearly.

This was the first time he saw someone looking at him with such obvious and urgent distress.

As if he was hurt, something big and big.

For him, injuries are commonplace and nothing at all.

He never felt that after he was injured, he needed other people's care and distress.

But when he saw the anxious and worried look in Ming Youyin's eyes, he suddenly felt that that look was... very beautiful and touching.

His heart, which had always been cold and hard, suddenly softened, and he was holding the girl's slender wrist with his hand, reluctant to exert force.

"Beating by Grandpa Zhan?" Ming Youyin was stunned: "Why, why?"

Zhan Yunting looked at her with dark and deep eyes, and did not speak.

Ming Youyin asked stubbornly: "Why? Because... because you didn't listen to Grandpa Zhan, did you go to find your father-killing enemy again?"

Zhan Yunting hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Ming Youyin stared blankly at him, gradually, her eyes turned red, she quickly lowered her head, but she couldn't hide her choked voice: "Brother Zhan, why are you so stupid? Why don't you go to my house to do well after being injured? Still, still carrying me... I, I'm so stupid, I didn't realize that you were injured..."

The blood can penetrate Brother Zhan's clothes and stain her clothes, so it must be bleeding.

Since he was bleeding, he must have been seriously injured.

And she was so slow that she didn't notice anything strange about Brother Zhan.

Forget it if she is stupid!
Hearing the choking of the girl's voice, Zhan Yunting lost his mind.

He couldn't help reaching out, lifted the girl's chin, and looked into the girl's eyes.

Sure enough, in the girl's beautiful eyes, there were crystal tears, and the teardrops were in the eye sockets, crumbling.

The girl bit her lip, her eye circles were red, and she tried her best not to cry, but her tears were disobedient, as if they were about to flow out.

Zhan Yunting stared at the beautiful eyes and the teardrops that were about to fall, his heart throbbed suddenly, and a strange feeling that he had never felt before swept his whole body.

"Don't cry." His voice was much softer, and his voice was more magnetic and moving. "How much pain can my grandfather beat? It's just pretending to scare me, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Liar," tears finally came out of eyes, Ming Youyin quickly lowered her head, wiped away the tears, "It's all bleeding, it must be painful."

Seeing the girl desperately trying to wipe away her tears in embarrassment, but the tears were dripping down on the floor, Zhan Yunting unconsciously raised the corners of his lips slightly.

He couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the top of the girl's hair.

This is the first time in his life that he has made such a warm gesture.

The girl's hair is very soft.

Softer than he imagined.

It made his heart softer.

He looked at the girl, and in his usually quiet and sharp eyes, there was a gentle wave of light flowing slowly.

If his former soldiers saw him like this, they would surely be able to startle their eyes out of their sockets.

The tenderness of the iron man is probably what it is right now.

"Okay, I promise it won't hurt, don't cry." Zhan Yunting stopped forcing the girl to look up, stretched out his thumb, and wiped the girl's face wet with tears.

The moist touch of the fingertips went all the way to his heart, making his heart also wet and soft like never before.

Ming Youyin took a step back in embarrassment, used both hands, wiped several times on his face, wiped away the tears, and dared to look up at him, "Have you taken the medicine yet?"

Zhan Yunting nodded, "Of course."

"Is that good medicine you gave me?" Ming Youyin asked.

Zhan Yunting hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly.

"Liar!" Ming Youyin took a sharp step forward and took off his clothes, "I want to check!"

Zhan Yunting didn't know what he was thinking, this time, he didn't dodge and let the girl take off his shirt.

The thin and straight back was instantly exposed in front of Ming Youyin's eyes.

(End of this chapter)