What a shame!!!

Tang Buhua was buried in the quilt and was about to cry!

I never thought that I would put such a side in front of Murong Jinyan.

Now, nothing can save her glorious image!

Tang Buhua only has two ideas, either to die or to pretend to die...

She didn't know what Murong Jinyan would react, but he didn't seem to move.

The two of them were like this, one buried themselves in the quilt, motionless, and the other stood beside the bed, looking at the quilt, motionless.

The situation was a little stalemate for a while. Just when Tang Buhua felt that he was holding it in a hurry, Murong Jinyan finally spoke: "Since you are sleepy, just go to bed."

Murong Jinyan turned around and went out. When he closed the door with a "click", Tang Buhua finally opened the quilt.

She lay on the bed, stretched out her little hand and gently touched her forehead.

There was a slight stinging pain, and then she slowly placed her hand on her heart.

Where does it hurt more?

She seemed...can't feel it anymore.

Just now, Murong Jinyan really wanted to kiss her?

She might have misunderstood her!

Tang Buhua touched his hot face with one hand, which was so embarrassing!

What to do... I will definitely not be able to sleep again tonight!

Tang Buhuan silted, covered himself with a quilt, closed his eyes, but was completely sleepy.

In the next few days, Tang Buhua couldn't help but distance himself from Murong Jinyan, for fear that as soon as the two of them approached, he would think of the jokes he made, and also fear...

Murong Jinyan would show her little thoughts. After all, she likes Murong Jinyan’s affairs, and she doesn’t want to reveal it without knowing what Murong Jinyan’s attitude is.

Otherwise... she would be too passive, and... she was afraid of being rejected.

Time passed day by day, Tang Buhuai gradually appeared, and Murong Jinyan seemed to have no change compared to before, only that day, it was a little strange.

So, she must have had some strange illusion.

"We're going to remove the stitches." Murong Jinyan held Tang Buhua's little hand, "It was originally the day after tomorrow, but you're going to participate in the competition the day after tomorrow, so I thought about it. You'll go to remove it today, and you'll resume the activity tomorrow. If you go the day after tomorrow, it might be better."

After all, the official competition has begun, and Tang Buhuai cannot be as casual as before, and he will take him into the court to help.

"Well, okay, I will listen to you." Tang Buhua nodded, his big eyes were full of trust in Murong Jinyan.

Murong Jinyan said: "Will it still hurt if it moves a little?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt much anymore, but I still don't dare to move without removing the stitches." Tang Buhua blinked his big eyes, a little worried, "Will it hurt to remove the stitches?"

"It'll be fine soon." Murong Jinyan's voice was low, but it sounded nice. He seemed to be really afraid that she was too scared, and his voice was several levels more gentle than usual.

"One cut and one pull, it will be gone soon." Murong Jinyan said.

"Oh! I'm even more scared when you said it!" That was a thread embedded in the flesh! Tang Buhua shrank his neck.

Murong Jinyan reached out, hugged her falsely, and patted her arm: "When I arrive at the hospital, I will accompany you in and remove the stitches, aren't you afraid?"
Chapter completed!