Chapter 916 There is a poor little 35 in my family
Children who can act like a spoiled child will get sweets. This is something he has understood since he was a child.
As soon as he got closer, the smell of blood got stronger.
The boy's figure has grown a lot over the years, and compared to him, Qingwu, his sister, is much shorter. Being wrapped in his arms, she looked even more petite.
Qing Wu frowned: "Injured?"
"Yeah." He said weak and broken syllables from his throat.
"Let me go and let me see your injuries."
Yun Yiqing pursed her lips, rubbed the side of her face affectionately, and then reluctantly let her go.
Qing Wu took a good look at him and found that the flesh on his arm was only scratched by the arrow.
"..."
He just bleeds a lot and can't die.
When he cried out in pain just now, he thought it was a fatal injury.
She remained silent and went to find some ointment for him to apply externally. After applying the ointment, she wrapped the wound with gauze.
Yun Yiqing saw that she didn't say a word the whole time, so he grabbed her sleeve uneasily when she stood up. "Sister, are you angry?"
"No."
She replied calmly, but it made him even more uneasy.
Qingwu came back after putting the medicine and saw him sitting on a stool with his head lowered, looking extremely pitiful.
"Who was hurt?"
Hearing her concerned inquiry, Yun Yiqing raised his eyes, pursed his lips to restrain his inner emotions, and then said slowly: "It is a new force that has recently emerged in the capital, and it has not been identified yet."
"Yeah."
Qingwu knew that he had cultivated some influence outside, and he told her without reservation, so there was no surprise.
But when a certain handsome and noble young man saw her calm expression, he felt a little depressed.
Especially when she continued to say: "The wound has been treated. Go back to your room, take a shower, and rest. Don't let the wound touch the water."
"I want to stay here for a while..."
Qingwu glanced at him but didn't chase him away.
After staring at her for a while, the young man fluttered his thick eyelashes, and finally couldn't help but walk over and hold her in his arms.
Skillful movements.
Burying his head on the girl's shoulder, smelling the elegant fragrance on her body, he asked softly: "Did grandma tell my sister again about choosing a husband today?" "Yes."
"Sister..."
"Huh?"
"Can you not marry someone else? If you want to marry..."
Just marry me.
The rest of the words were not spoken, and he hugged her tighter.
Thinking of the young men from aristocratic families who wanted to marry him, his eyes darkened. He had known for a long time that he had a crush on the person in his arms. This idea, instead of dissipating with age, becomes stronger and stronger.
Qingwu hooked his lips and raised his hand to pat his back: "What do you want to say?"
"Sister..." He whispered again, his voice soft and clear.
"You said."
"Can I sleep here tonight?"
Qingwu: "..."
In the end, he made her relent by relying on himself as a wounded person and successfully stayed.
To be honest, he didn't say he liked her, so this kind of behavior was just a hooliganism.
But she couldn't bear to refuse.
It's all because he looks so evil!
Alas, beauty is misleading.
Qing Wu drove him back to his room to take a shower and asked him to come back after taking a shower.
The other party moved very quickly, and it didn't take long for him to tidy up and come over.
It’s just...
Qing Wu, who was leaning on the bedside and reading a book, looked at the person jumping in from the window and raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you take the main entrance?"
"..."
He said: "I'm afraid of being seen by others, which will bring bad reputation to my sister."
Although he said this, his movements of climbing into bed were not ambiguous at all, and he rolled into the back of the bed very consciously.
(End of chapter)