That being said, Cui Jing didn't chase her away after all.
Hu Miaomiao was even happier, her smile was as bright as a flower, and she looked at him quietly beside the bed.
"What are you looking at?" Cui Jing felt uncomfortable. I don't even know how to put my hands.
Hu Miaomiao smiled, touched his scar again with her fingers, and said worriedly: "Brother Jing, I'm afraid you fainted."
Cui Jing sneered and said lightly: "I'm not that useless."
Besides, she was still watching. No matter how painful it was, Cui Jing would not show it at all.
"Brother Jing, why don't you drink medicine?" Hu Miaomiao asked, pointing to the medicine bowl placed aside.
"I don't want to drink, there is no reason."
"You're lying! Are you afraid of taking medicine because you're afraid of the pain?"
Cui Jing laughed and glanced at her lightly, "Afraid of hardship? Do you think I am you?"
Hu Miaomiao was choked and said embarrassedly: "I...I'm just afraid of suffering..."
Thinking that she was frail, had been a medicine pot since she was a child, and had drank countless medicines, Cui Jing finally stopped teasing her.
"Brother Jing, let me feed you!"
Before he could refuse, Hu Miaomiao immediately picked up the medicine bowl and wanted to feed him the medicine herself.
Cui Jing was extremely disgusted and turned his head slightly, "Put it down, I don't need you to give him medicine."
"But, as for your injury, I'd better feed you something to drink."
"I said, no need!"
Ever since, the two started pushing and shoving again.
Hu Miaomiao rolled his eyes, looking like a villain who has succeeded, "Brother Jing, if the medicine is spilled, I may cry, cry loudly!"
Cui Jingqi smiled, thinking that if the medicine was spilled, she would really cry, and her good temper suddenly lost, "You are so delicate, what man can stand you?"
"Brother Jing..."
"Huh?" Cui Jing suddenly leaned back and told her not to get so close.
However, Hu Miaomiao came closer, and his breaths were tangled together, "Brother Jing, can you stand me? Will you dislike me?"
Her eyes were so bright, as if they were hiding thousands of stars, which made Cui Jing's heart beat wildly.
"Whether you are good or bad, what does it have to do with me?" Cui Jing tilted his head, looking a little awkward.
Hu Miaomiao was anxious: "Brother Jing, don't you want to marry me?"
Cui Jing paused and thought of something. His handsome face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know how to be ashamed?"
Is this what a woman can say?
"But……"
Hu Miaomiao hesitated, but couldn't say a word to refute. After all, Cui Jing never said he wanted to marry her.
For a time, the atmosphere between the two became a little subtle.
"Brother Jing, let me give you some medicine."
Cui Jing felt a little uncomfortable when he saw her flirting with the matter, but he was used to hiding his thoughts, and his expression didn't show a trace.
So, Hu Miaomiao blew on the soup and fed it to his mouth.
"The medicine has gone cold, why are you still blowing it?" Cui Jing complained, but still drank it.
"Brother Jing, you are so smart."
"Heh, you're quite good at talking. Who taught you that?"
Hu Miaomiao smiled as brightly as a flower, raised her chin and said, "No one taught me, I know how to do it myself, because I am also very smart."
Cui Jing couldn't say anything, he felt that she was not good at anything else, but her temper was unmatched by anyone.
"This medicine is too cold, how about I heat it up?"
"can you?"
Cui Jing was suspicious and asked her to light a fire, fearing that the kitchen would be burned down.
Hu Miaomiao didn't speak, but smiled a little silly, but that bright smile was enough to melt the frost in Cui Jing's eyes.
Because she was so close, the atmosphere between the two of them changed subtly.
At this time, Cui Jing could clearly see the fine down on her face, and the white and delicate skin seemed like a peeled egg. It was stained with a thin blush due to shyness, and her every frown revealed her pure beauty.
Because no one spoke, Cui Jing seemed to be able to hear his own violent heartbeat.
Hu Miaomiao was also looking at him, and suddenly became shy, "Brother Jing, is there something on my face?"
"No!" Cui Jing turned his head, not wanting to look at her again. He looked disgusted, but actually he was escaping.
"If not, then why don't you look at me?" Hu Miaomiao didn't understand what was wrong with him, his eyes were too black and white.
Perhaps because he thought she was too annoying, Cui Jing took the bowl, drank the soup in one go, and said coldly: "Okay, I'll finish drinking, and you'll leave immediately!"
"No, you still need to apply medicine."
"That has nothing to do with you." Cui Jing was confused. He didn't like this strange throbbing, so he wanted to drive her away.
Hu Miaomiao looked at him with her eyes wide open, her expression aggrieved, like a kitten being coquettish with its owner.
"It's useless to act coquettishly, and it's useless to cry!" Cui Jing was determined to let her go.
There was no other way, Hu Miaomiao didn't dare to fight with him, so she turned around and walked away. She wished Cui Jing could ask her to stay, but she didn't.
Because he didn't look at the road, Hu Miaomiao tripped over the threshold and fell dizzy.
"Ah...it hurts..."
Cui Jing was anxious and just wanted to stand up, but Hu Miaomiao stood up crookedly.
However, her forehead was cut and bleeding.
At first, Hu Miaomiao didn't react, until she touched the sticky blood, she fainted and shed tears.
"Brother Jing, I broke my head..."
This time, she really cried in pain.
Cui Jing was so angry that he asked her to sit on the bed and covered her forehead with a handkerchief. "Haha, you just came to torture me. Did you do it on purpose?"
"No……"
"You still say no? So that means I owe you?"
Hu Miaomiao looked at him timidly, her tears flowing even more fiercely, "Brother Jing, it hurts so much. Please be gentle."
Cui Jing paused, subconsciously relaxed his strength, and cursed: "It only hurts. How can I have a long memory if it doesn't hurt?"
How could someone be so stupid as her that she could break her head while walking?
"Will I get a scar?"
"Oh, you quite like beauty. Are you afraid that you won't be able to get married?"
Hu Miaomiao quietly held his hand and asked in a low voice: "Brother Jing, do you really not want to marry me?"
It was obviously just a simple touch, but Cui Jing felt as if he had been struck by lightning. An indescribable numbness poured from the top of his head, forming a strong reaction in his body.
He pulled out his hand and saw that she looked confused, as if she really didn't understand the defense between men and women, so he said angrily: "Hu Miaomiao, do you treat other men like this?"
His tone was a bit harsh, and Hu Miaomiao was afraid, so she didn't dare to respond for a moment, but she still felt dizzy and fell down softly.
Cui Jing subconsciously held her in his arms. Seeing that her face was pale and her heart felt as if she had been stabbed hard by a needle, he asked, "Does it hurt?"
Hu Miaomiao shook her head, and a sweet smile overflowed from her lips, "Brother Jing, if you hold me, I won't feel the pain."
"Ah……"
