Before that, whenever the other party "touched" her, or even looked at her, Liu Yingying would feel "elated", and she would feel that she was so charming that she could even tip the tip of the iceberg.
But if her fingers were to be used as the price, Liu Yingying would not be happy no matter what.
Has her charm become smaller? It's so small that it takes one finger to win even a slightly malicious look from the other party.
For a moment, Liu Yingying bit her lip and looked at the face of the person opposite.
Well, I can't see the other party's emotions at all. If there is any, it must be... unkind.
Okay, after all, there is a little more emotion than being expressionless, but this is not what Liu Yingying wants!
"No... no more pulling out."
"Then, I suddenly remembered that my girl Dai Tao'er is very clever and very good at embroidery needles. Why don't I wait for a while and let her try to pick something out after I go back, then... then... no. Mr. Lao, thank you for your trouble."
Liu Yingying awkwardly pulled the smile that was frozen at the corner of her mouth, and said to the other party while trying to maintain an elegant smile in the way of "I'm not embarrassed, the only one I'm embarrassed is you".
Shen Lang's calm eyes seemed to twitch slightly, and he looked at her intently, but his hand still did not let go, as if to confirm again: Are you sure?
Liu Yingying felt like crying without tears, and immediately said in a more serious tone: "Really, I really don't need to bother you, sir."
There was a hint of desire in his voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron nails on his wrists were raised and finally removed.
Liu Yingying immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took her hand back, covering her heart, protecting it tightly.
I'm afraid that if I take even half a step slower, my fingers will be in danger.
Shen Lang put the dagger into his sleeve robe with a calm expression.
For a moment, he sat upright, as if the scene just now was just an illusion.
At this time, Wu Yong, who had just turned around, looked at his young master inexplicably, then at Liu Yingying, paused, and then took out the tool bag he was carrying close to his waist.
The tool bag was wrapped in silk cloth and formed into a circle. Wu Yong rolled the circle away on the stone table and saw that it was full of small tweezers, silver needles, knives and other utensils. It is no different from the diagnostic tools that doctors carry with them.
When Wu Yong turned around to retrieve the object, he didn't notice the undercurrent on the table. Now he took out one of the tweezers and skillfully handed it to Shen Lang, saying: "Sir, please."
However, Shen Lang seemed to have not heard anything and had no intention of taking it. After a while, he slowly picked up a jade-colored teacup on the stone table and took a sip. His eyes swept to the other side, as if to say: Let her embroidery girl pick it!
At the moment when she saw the tweezers, Liu Yingying's eyes immediately widened, and then her face froze slightly, and her mind was buzzing, and then she realized the meaning of the scene. What are you wearing?
Immediately some were dumbfounded and unbelievable.
So, it was not the so-called knife therapy at all. It was taken with tweezers from the beginning. However, the person opposite deliberately threatened her and said he would cut her finger?
So, from the very beginning, there was no intention to treat her wounds?
Was she being played?
Is it because of what she said just now?
Are you going to come back with revenge?
Why is this person so sinister and evil!
It seems that the eldest son of the Shen family really has a heart smaller than the eye of a needle!
Liu Yingying wanted to take back those comments she made that day. In her opinion, she was clearly a devil. He was so handsome and dressed so coolly to hide the evil in his heart.
No wonder the younger members of the Shen family treated him like snakes and scorpions.
No wonder Shen Yueling said that he was scarier than a ghost.
Liu Yingying really felt the same now.
Looking at the tweezers in Wu Yong's hand, Liu Yingying's face was a little red, a little angry, a little suffocated, and a little bored. She wanted to roll her eyes on the spot.
She doesn't want to pretend anymore!
Angry at the other person's bullying and teasing.
I feel depressed that I have become a monkey being fooled!
Can she stop teasing this person?
Can she not seduce this person?
Liu Yingying's chest rose and fell.
Just as she was torn back and forth between two extremely opposite emotions of continuing or giving up——
At this time, Shen Lang's long and narrow phoenix eyes across from him seemed to be slightly bent.
Suddenly, he casually took the tweezers from Wu Yong's hand and held them lightly between his index and middle fingers. His fingers were long and well-defined, and each finger was like a piece of the most elegant and vigorous green bamboo.
The tweezers were held between his two fingertips and were swinging up and down, as if they were about to fall off at any moment, but they maintained a relative balance during the swings, and their movements were careless.
He never glanced at Liu Yingying opposite him during the entire process, or even raised his eyes.
It seemed like he was just playing with the tweezers.
The pavilion suddenly felt a little quiet, the morning wind was very light, and a ray of warm morning light slanted into the pavilion, hitting the other person's fingers, and the sunlight seemed to dance on his hands.
But Liu Yingying's heart skipped a beat inexplicably.
Twice.
A strange feeling suddenly came into my heart.
Can she interpret the other party's behavior as: "Don't reach out yet!"
Otherwise, why would you take the tweezers?
It can't be just for fun, right?
do not care.
It seemed like there was an opportunity, even if it was just a gap.
The balance has tilted slightly.
Liu Yingying immediately bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, only raised her eyes to glance at the other person's face, then slowly opened her palm, and tentatively moved the injured hand over again little by little.
Shen Lang was drinking tea by himself, with no expression on his face the whole time, and he didn't even glance in Liu Yingying's direction.
He looked even less stingily at the hand that reached over.
Finished a cup of tea.
Putting the tea cup back on the stone table, he saw a slender jade finger appearing where the tea cup was placed.
Stop your hand.
For a moment, he bypassed the hand and placed it elsewhere.
Liu Yingying: "..."
Could it be that she thinks too much?
Could it be that I got it wrong?
The moment the teacup fell, she thought about the pain of the fifteenth day of every month and the tight time limit of less than two months. Liu Yingying bit her lip and immediately carried the teapot with some "dog legs" and put the empty teapot in her hand. Tea cups are filled diligently.
Finally, the cold eyes on the other side lifted.
Under the pavilion, she was wearing a smoky green dress, but the elegant color could not conceal her graceful appearance. She saw that the other party did not apply makeup and her color was like the morning glow reflecting the snow. The breeze blew, and she leaned over to add tea. The person came closer. , a faint fragrance came faintly.
It's not a powdery scent.
It's not the scent of flowers either.
It seems like it has its own unique body fragrance.
Very light, very light, not that annoying.
The other party turned sideways, a strand of hair hanging down, sticking to his cheek, and the reddest color disappeared into his red lips.
Seeing this, Shen Lang slowly swallowed the last trace of weak tea in his throat.
Not long after, his eyes instantly retracted, and a moment later, he held up the tweezers and slowly lifted up Liu Yingying's ring finger.
Liu Yingying was stunned for a moment and immediately looked towards him.
At this time, the other hand reached over and pinched Liu Yingying's ring finger with her thumb and index finger, blocking the blood flow. The remaining half of Liu Yingying's finger turned white and blue instantly without blood flowing in.
Shen Lang raised the tweezers and opened the wound on his fingertip.
Slowly push out the barbs that have penetrated the flesh.
My fingertips felt slightly numb for an instant, but I couldn't feel much pain.
Shen Lang's fingers are very slender, not too slender, and not rough. He is a pampered person, very cold.
Liu Yingying could even clearly feel the slightly cool body temperature spreading to her whole body bit by bit towards her numb fingertips.
Finally, the position of the tailbone was slightly numb.
Liu Yingying paused in breathing subconsciously.
The whole process was silent, without any sound or pain.
The atmosphere was a little too quiet.
It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like it was only a moment. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, until the cool touch disappeared from the fingertips.
The clamping force on his hand also disappeared instantly.
By the time Liu Yingying came to her senses, she saw that the tiny blood stain on her fingertips that had pierced her skin had disappeared and turned into a small blood mark that was so small that she had to search hard to notice it. point.
The barb has been pulled out.
The whole process was silent.
It was so quiet that even Liu Yingying's thoughts were in a trance for a moment.
Until, a cold voice sounded again——
"Wrap it up yourself!"
A small sapphire bottle the size of a thumb was pushed to the center of the stone table.
Only then did Liu Yingying react belatedly and looked towards the small bottle.
Is that... for yourself?
