Tang Buhua was quite shy about this. In fact, Murong Jinyan had held her feet and fiddled with them before... she was very embarrassed.

It's just that the ankle is injured, there is nothing I can do...

Tang Buhua always feels that his feet are more sensitive parts of humans, so they are easily hidden and embarrassed to see people.

Murong Jinyan did not give Tang Buhua any chance to refute: "So... do you still want to go to the stage the day after tomorrow?"

Tang Buhuai's shyness was suddenly dispelled by Murong Jinyan's words. Yes, it's time now, so I'm still shy and embarrassed, so why are you so embarrassed!

Tang Buhua blinked his big eyes and let Murong Jinyan hold his ankle: "You cover it with a quilt and go to bed."

Tang Buhua was shocked again and looked at Murong Jinyan, "Ah?" and said.

"Cover with a quilt so that you won't be cold and then sleep well." Murong Jinyan's tone of speaking became stronger, which was a sign that I would not repeat it again.

Tang Buhua pulled up his quilt, lay down, and covered it up. Murong Jinyan held her ankle throughout her movements.

Well... so shameful!

But Murong Jinyan sat on the chair, with one hand pressing the ice pack expressionlessly for her, and holding the phone in the other hand, looking at something.

"Brother Jinyan, don't do this. Please help me tie the ice bag to my feet. Just wait until I get up in the morning and change it."

"I want to make sure your feet don't move randomly, otherwise you will be easily injured for the second time, so that you can't recover as quickly as possible. Moreover... the ice compress is not always placed on it and does not move. Do you want to be frozen to death? Fifteen minutes of ice compress, I will restore your blood circulation and continue. In short, don't think too much about sleeping with you." Murong Jinyan raised his eyes from his phone, looked at Tang Buhuai, and said lightly.

"Oh..." Tang Buhua pursed his lips, nodded slowly, and retracted his little head into the quilt, revealing only a pair of big eyes on it, staring at Murong Jinyan's face.

Murong Jinyan's hand pinched the ice pack of her feet just right, not too hard, but it would not cause the ice pack to move accidentally because it was too light.

Originally, Tang Buhua thought that he would not be able to sleep no matter what he did this night, but he didn't know that although he had been dancing for a whole day, he was very homeless. Today, he had a rare amount of exercise. Therefore, he fell asleep in a short while.

"Brother Jinyan...you are sleepy...you go...to sleep." Tang Buhua said, slowly closing his eyes, and was already in a deep sleep.

Murong Jinyan looked at Tang Buhuai who had been retracted into the quilt and finally fell asleep. He felt a little comfort in his heart. He took the ice pack away and glanced at the place where she was injured. The swelling seemed to have disappeared.

Murong Jinyan carefully took the medicine to wipe it, and at the same time changed to an ice pack, continued to return to his original position, held Tang Buhuai's feet, wiped some medicine, and continued to apply ice.

Once every fifteen minutes, Murong Jinyan helped Tang Buhua apply it for a while, then applied medicine for a while to restore her feet, and then continued to apply it for a while.

When Tang Buhuai gradually woke up from his dream, it was already bright. She was shocked and subconsciously shrank her feet, but was caught by one hand.
Chapter completed!