Now Tang Buhua doesn’t know where to cover himself, anyway... it hurts.

"Let me take a look." Murong Jinyan hurriedly picked up Tang Buhua from the ground. Seeing her little face tangled together, her eyes were red, and her heart felt tugged.

Is she so a little confused and always easily hurt herself, or is she so unlucky and hurt by herself again and again because she is following her?

Murong Jinyan carefully placed Tang Buhua on the bed and took her little hand away from her face.

"I, I just... raised my hand high." Tang Buhua signaled, "I didn't let the wound crack."

Murong Jinyan held Tang Buhuai's little face and saw a piece of blue and purple on her forehead, which was hit in the sink. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, which should have hurt just now.

"My fault, I should come to pick you out soon." Murong Jinyan said gently in a calm voice.

Tang Buhua couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, Murong Jinyan could easily say "my fault" because of this trivial matter, which undoubtedly surprised her.

Murong Jinyan would even feel that he was wrong.

She felt a little funny, but her heart became softer because of his words.

"It's okay... It's okay, I didn't hurt my arms." Tang Buhua said repeatedly, raising his arm for him to see.

But Murong Jinyan reached out and gently touched her forehead.

"hiss……"

She felt the pain and carefully shrank back, by the way... she just hit her head.

"Fortunately, there was no concussion, but it wasn't the back of the head..." Murong Jinyan said and stood up, "I'll help you get the medicine."

Tang Buhua nodded slowly, looking very obedient, sitting there waiting for Murong Jinyan. Murong Jinyan turned around to find the medicine box, and Tang Buhua carefully touched his p-shares...

Well, this place hurts a lot, probably a lot of blue, but... Not to mention that Murong Jinyan couldn't come to see it, even if he wanted to see it, he would swear to never follow it.

Murong Jinyan took the medicine and carefully wiped it on Tang Buhuai's forehead.

The medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis was slightly choking. Tang Buhua's nose was a little sensitive. After smelling it, he sneezes several times.

"Have you caught a cold?" Murong Jinyan put down the medicine in his hand, pulled Tang Buhuai, and looked at her little face nervously.

Why do I always feel... Murong Jinyan tonight is a little different...

Tang Buhua shook his head and pouted slightly: "No, it's just this medicine, it's too choking."

"Well. You can adapt." Murong Jinyan took away the medicine a little, "I won't help you with too much."

Tang Buhua raised his eyes and looked carefully at Murong Jinyan's eyes, always feeling... a little... strange.

Murong Jinyan and Tang Buhuai looked at each other with his eyes, and he looked at Tang Buhuai deeply.

Tang Buhuai's heart beat very fast for a moment...

What's going on... This look! What should I do!

Murong Jinyan got closer to Tang Buhuai...

The heart was thumping... and it jumped up involuntarily.

She took a deep breath and tried hard to keep herself from being too nervous, but she still couldn't.

Murong Jinyan was approaching her little by little, and the distance between the two was constantly getting closer...
Chapter completed!