The inkstone immediately jammed.
Sorry for what? He doesn't know either.
He just saw Li Ning doing this, so he learned to say it like this.
Xihe turned around and said aggressively: "Speak, are you mute?"
Yanshu's shoulders couldn't help but flinch. Seeing him like this, Xihe was so angry that his chest heaved up and down. He turned around and said coldly: "You are right. It was me who was wrong. From now on, you don't need to make those clothes, shoes, lunches."
Yan Shu froze and immediately raised his head: "Why?"
He directly stepped forward and held Xihe's wrist: "Tell me what I did wrong, why did I do this?"
As the biting cold swept through his body, Xihe couldn't help but hiss, and suddenly broke away from his hand and took a step back: "Don't touch me!"
It's just that she was standing on the edge of the mountain before, and she took a fierce step back without haste, and fell directly down the mountain.
"ah!"
Before the short scream could be uttered, the next second she fell into an icy embrace.
The man frowned tightly and said in embarrassment: "Even if you are angry, you don't have to jump off the cliff."
Xihe couldn't breathe, and almost died of anger: "You just jumped off the cliff...ah!"
His body suddenly dropped, and the biting mountain wind blew past his ears. Xihe subconsciously clenched the clothes on the man's chest and buried his face in his neck.
Yan Shu didn't even know that he had offended her again.
As soon as her feet hit the ground, she immediately released her hand from around her waist and took a step back: "Okay."
Xihe, who was rising and falling suddenly, and his legs were a little weak, stumbled and sat down on the ground.
Xihe...
Inkstone...
He stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "I'll pull you."
Xihe was stunned for a moment, looking at that hand as white as jade, it exploded in an instant. He pulled it hard, turned over and hit him: "You are a big-headed devil, are you stupid?"
Yanshu didn't expect that she would act up, so he stayed there and was caught off guard and was scratched with blood on his face.
"Idiot, disgusting, it's all you, I'll beat..."
Xihe was lighting a fire, and suddenly the sky and the earth began to spin. His eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a different scene.
"Second Miss, even if you are angry again, you still have to eat."
The maid in a straight coat squatted in front of the bed, with a look of helplessness on her face, chattering away to comfort her.
Xihe looked at her for a moment, then looked at the gauze tent in front of him, the European-style bed, and the Western scrolls on the wall. His whole body was feeling bad. She called tentatively: "Gouzi?"
There was no answer.
Yes, if it’s not a dog, it’s the troublesome guy Yanshu.
"Miss~"
Seeing that she was in a daze and didn't listen to her words at all, the maid became anxious and reached out to push Xihe.
Xihe immediately looked over, with a cool look in his eyes that made the little maid shiver. She smiled and said cautiously, "Yes, I'm sorry, miss. Slave, I just want you to eat something."
Xihe curled his chapped and pale lips: "I'll answer whatever I ask you later, got it."
The little maid's eyes were rolling around, and suddenly she saw her young lady narrowing her eyes, and she immediately nodded hurriedly.
So after some questions and answers, Xihe found out that the body was called Li Mingzhu, the second young lady of the Li family in Nanyang. She had just returned from studying abroad. The reason why she was on a hunger strike now was because she didn't want to marry the sick young master of the Shen family.
The sick man's name was Shen Yanshu.
