"I have neglected you these days." Jiang Xing spoke again.

Gu Yanzhi next to him pursed his lips tightly and had not spoken yet.

Jiang Xing spoke again, and felt a little regretful and annoyed when he spoke, "You are so weak, I wouldn't have brought you here if I knew it. Now I'm going to be injured for no reason."

Jiang Xingshui's shimmering almond eyes looked up at Gu Yanzhi's outstanding appearance, and his brows were inadvertently twisted.

Gu Yanzhi pursed his lips tightly, grabbed the glass Buddhist beads on the table with his other hand, and his fingers with distinct joints turned the Buddhist beads.

Jiang Xing... She is arrogant and domineering... Now facing herself... she has such an expression again, saying such words...

Gu Yanzhi's thoughts were a little confused.

Gu Yanzhi gently pressed the Buddhist beads on his fingertips, trying to recall his thoughts, but Yu Guang always looked at Jiang Xing inadvertently.

Looking at Jiang Xing's little mouth that had been chattering endlessly, he had movements that had not been relaxed for a moment.

Jiang Xing carefully wrapped the bandage on Gu Yanzhi while holding the bandage, and asked, "Does it hurt Gu Yanzhi? If it hurts, tell me?"

Jiang Xing's eyes remained on Gu Yanzhi's wrist and never left for a moment.

Gu Yanzhi looked at the careful movements of the girl in front of him, and for some reason he felt soft.

Gu Yanzhi has never suffered any pain. Now he is just a small hole, so what can he feel?

But Gu Yanzhi looked at Jiang Xing's careful movements, frowned, opened his thin lips lightly, and said something in a strange way.

"It hurts." This word is just like a squeeze from your throat, low and hoarse.

Jiang Xing couldn't help but pause his breath, his fingers were more cautious, and Cherry's little mouth gently blew Gu Yanzhi.

"Okay, I'll be gentler and I'll give you a blow. It won't hurt." Jiang Xing said, his hands were even more gentle, and his red lips were pursed, as if he was very cautious.

Gu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, and the Buddhist beads on his fingertips pressed tighter.

Jiang Xing looked at Gu Yanzhi's pale face and couldn't help but sigh, "I wouldn't have brought you here if I had known this. Such a beautiful skin, if there is scar in the future..."

When Jiang Xing thought about this, he couldn't help but shake his head, feeling very regretful.

When Gu Yanzhi heard this, he paused slightly with his hand holding the Buddhist beads, and only the Qingming Festival was left in his eyes when he looked up.

Jiang Xing is Jiang Xing, and he is still the one who is greedy for beauty.

In the past, it will not change now, it will not change after...

Gu Yanzhi calmly pulled back his hand, and there was a little coldness between his eyebrows.

Jiang Xing reached out to stop him, "Gu Yanzhi? What are you doing? I haven't bandaged it yet." Jiang Xing said with a sweet voice, stretching out the green onion time to pull Gu Yanzhi's clothes.

Jiang Xing didn't notice it for a moment and actually pressed Gu Yanzhi's wound again. Jiang Xing hurriedly retracted his hand.

The wound that had already stopped bleeding had bleeded out a trace of red blood, dyed with white bandages.

Jiang Xing looked at the wound that was bleeding again, looked at Gu Yanzhi and asked, "Gu Yanzhi, what are you doing? Finally..."

Jiang Xing hadn't said anything yet.

Gu Yanzhi covered his lips and coughed.

Jiang Xing's words of blame were all stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a word.

Jiang Xing quickly poured a glass of water for Gu Yanzhi and hurriedly handed it to Gu Yanzhi's thin lips.

But Gu Yanzhi actually turned his face away, and Gu Yanzhi stopped receiving the water on Jiang Xing's fingertips.

"Gu Yanzhi, you...hey, I'll bandage you again." Jiang Xing looked at Gu Yanzhi's pale face and felt heartbroken.
Chapter completed!