Be Good Chapter 639: Rubbing your chest hurts

Xie Ci secretly vented his anger on Qin Lancang.

So much so that Yuan Changhuan missed the best opportunity for discovery.

Such half a month.

Yuan Changhuan was recuperating in the room and could not go out.

Xie Ci has been with her all the time. During this period of time, no maids or guards came to disturb her.

Cooking, dressing, and bathing are all handled by Xie Ci.

Careful, Yuan Changhuan thought that she was taken over when she rescued Qin Lancang.

This day.

Thank you for leaving for half a day and coming back.

He hugged her to change clothes.

"Do you want to go out?"

Seeing that he was wearing a dress for her, or a slightly grand dress, Yuan Changhuan lowered his eyes and asked as he looked at his hand tying his belt.

After all, during this period of time, Xie Ci only gave her a soft robe for sleeping.

Hearing what Yuan Changhuan said, Xie Ci replied slowly, "Your injury is almost healed, and it's time to go back."

"Must go back?"

"Why, are you reluctant to come here?" Xie Ci asked meaningfully.

Yuan Changhuan sneered, "No, I'm about to grow hair, if I don't go out, I might go crazy."

"Isn't that just right." Xie Ci said leisurely.

The tone is slow and unhurried.

The elegant movements of the fingers made Yuan Changhuan involuntarily stare at his movements.

"Let's talk, can't we shirk?"

Yuan Changhuan patted Xie Ci's hand away, and slowly put on a belt that he still hasn't **** yet.

Looking at the back of his white hand, a palm print appeared instantly.

Yuan Changhuan just glanced at him and continued to turn a blind eye.

He tidied up his dress on his own.

When I bent over, the wound on my chest was still painful.

Still itchy.

Yuan Changhuan frowned, touched his heart where the gauze was still wrapped, and said to himself, "There must be a scar."

Hearing her words, Xie Ci's gentle voice was filled with gentle sarcasm, "For the sake of wild men, leaving a scar is nothing."

"Thank you, can you stop being so eccentric?"

Before Yuan Changhuan finished speaking, Xie Ci strode out.

"If you don't go, you can stay here."

"Hi!"

Seeing that Xie Ci really wanted to go by himself, Yuan Changhuan stomped his feet and followed quickly, "Slow down, my chest hurts."

Xie Ci has kept his face as gentle as jade for the past half month, and his heart is in a state of venomous tongue and gloomy, he replied slowly, "My chest hurts, do you want me to rub it for you?"

"Bah, thank you, can you be normal?"

Yuan Changhuan followed Xie Ci and asked angrily.

Thank you for being silent.

Seeing that he didn't talk to him, Yuan Changhuan looked around, wanting to see where he lived for a month.

It turned out to be a forest.

There are tall sycamore trees all around, it turned out to be a sycamore forest.

She thought it was a bamboo forest.

After all, it is strange to build a bamboo house in the sycamore forest.

The point is that there is no bamboo at all in a radius of several miles.

"Where the **** is this place?"

Yuan Changhuan touched his chin.

I found that the more I walked, the more familiar I was.

In the end, they actually saw Zhuangzi where they were escaping the summer heat from a distance, and wanted to scold him to death and apologize.

It was actually in the sycamore forest behind Zhuangzi.

There are countless foul words in her heart and she wants to scold and thank you.

Finally, she held back, because she thought that Xie Ci took her to a place where no one else could find her and imprisoned her.

Finally, it was found that it was a place she was familiar with.

This feeling...

Yuan Changhuan squeezed his fist, raised his head suddenly, and glared at Xie Ci.

Xie Ci lowered his eyes, glanced at her leisurely, then withdrew his gaze, turning a deaf ear to her anger.