The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor: Fanwai 44 I am afraid of breaking my promise

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Yujiu still bite the bullet and walked in.

In this regard, Xiao Ba is very dissatisfied.

"Yujiu, your eighth elder sister, I, I still have business affairs to do, can you stop making trouble?"

Yujiu pointed to the tip of his nose incredibly:

"Sister, which eye do you see that I am making trouble?"

Isn't he just coming over to sit and sit together! ?

Xiao Ba glanced at him lightly.

"Both eyes see it."

Yujiu: "..."

Xiao Ba glanced at the sky.

"It's evening, why are you staying here?"

Yujiu asked back: "Aren't you here with the eighth sister?"

Xiao Ba looked at him in surprise.

"Brother Yanqing is injured. I have been looking after me recently?"

Yujiu struggled for a while, but didn't he say "then why are you staying late every day?"

"Then...Then I also feel uncomfortable recently. Sister Eight will help me take a look?"

After thinking for a long time, Yu Jiu came up with such an excuse.

Xiao Ba refused mercilessly:

"Do I look idle?"

"..."

Sitting on the side, Yan Qing, who has not spoken much, rarely speaks:

"Your seventh and eleventh moves, the time difference between your swordsmanship is on fire. Just practice more."

Yujiu's heart jumped, and he looked at Xiao Ba subconsciously, and saw that Xiao Ba's expression instantly became dangerous.

She smiled slightly.

"Oh, Yu Jiu, so you came to see Brother Yanqing to practice sword?"

Yujiu's back became cold, and immediately straightened his back:

"No, no! Just, that's...I have been hearing that Zuo Shen is superb in his swordsmanship. I, I have come to ask for advice. I just discussed and discussed it--"

Speaking, he stretched out his finger, a bit smaller than that.

Xiao Ba’s smile becomes more gentle:

"Really? You remember his swordsmanship is good, but do you remember that he was injured?"

Yujiu was immediately discouraged:

"...remember...remember..."

You run here every day, wishing to move Yaoshan over, who didn't know that Yan Qing was injured!

Xiao Ba lowered his head and glanced at his hands.

The beautiful koi armor shimmers, and the fingers are shiny and tender.

Then, she bent her eyes and asked very intimately:

"Yujiu, if you really want to practice swords and improve your strength... the master's swordsmanship is also very powerful?"

Dang!

Yujiu didn't sit still and slipped off the chair.

He reluctantly helped the table to stand up.

"Sister Eight, Sister Eight, what are you kidding? The master is raising a baby now!"

He must dare to take the sword and ask the master to "discuss", stand in and lie out!

The emperor can be guarded by the master every day!

"Oh, you know too."

Xiao Ba answered lazily, raised his eyebrows to look at him,

"Then what are you doing here?"

Yujiu wants to cry without tears:

"I, I will go back, study hard and practice hard!"

After speaking, he squatted away.

Walking to the door, he paused, then turned around, as if he wanted to say something.

Xiao Ba stood up, folded his arms around his chest, lazily said:

"Why, do I have to give you the eighth sister?"

"No need!"

Yujiu was frightened and ran away.

Looking at his back, Xiao Ba snorted lightly, then turned around and sat back beside Yan Qing.

She took out the medicine while muttering:

"...I am getting bolder..."

Yan Qing watched her bulging cheeks, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"Little things, why be angry."

Xiao Ba hummed lightly.

"Do you think I don't know? Brother and they have been troubled by you lately?"

Of course, Cen Yi didn't come forward in person, but Shisan Yue has always been in the same mood, thinking about it, knowing that this is their unanimous opinion.

Little Eight comes every day, and I don’t know how they always look for Yan Qing to "discuss" recently.

Yan Qing shook her head.

"Not too difficult."

Xiao Ba stared his eyes: "You don't have to say something nice to them because you care about me. Don't I understand them yet?"

Yan Qing paused and said:

"I mean...that point of ‘learning’, I can deal with it, so—it’s not difficult. Besides..."

He looked at the girl next to him.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone from outside the window, shed a warm light and outline her silhouette.

Every inch and every place is incredible and perfect.

Even with her eyebrows, it was much harder to be gentle and beautiful.

It seems inaccessible, but it's close at hand.

Shi Shisanyue has loved the girl for so many years, and now she has become his. No wonder they are doing this.

It's him instead--it's certainly not willing.

Xiao Ba was originally a little emotional, after all, his own man feels distressed.

But realizing that he did not seem to be injured much, the dissatisfaction entrenched in his heart quickly dissipated.

I noticed Yan Qing's gaze, she was a little strange, and her face was inexplicably hot.

She stopped:

"What do you see me doing?"

She has no mouth,

"Clothes."

Yan Qing touched the button around her neck with one hand.

Since this time, Xiao Ba has indeed been in charge of his injuries.

As soon as he unbuttoned a button with his well-knotted fingers, he saw Xiao Ba reach out and put his hand on his forehead.

"Look, I sweat so much."

Yan Qing moved for a while.

Xiao Ba didn't seem to be aware of anything, and mumbled softly.

"What if you hit too hard, the wound becomes inflamed and it burns again?"

Yan Qing raised her eyes and looked at her, her eyes a little dark.

"Don't worry, my body has always been good."

Xiao Ba retracted his hand, rubbing soft fingers against his face, causing itching.

She snorted.

"My heart hurts."

Yan Qing took a breath and buckled the button again.

Little Bayi is startled.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Qing got up and took the sword beside her.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the discussions with the Ninth Divine Envoy just now are still incomplete, and we should continue."

Little Bayi looked dumbfounded.

"Huh?"

Go?

Everyone was driven away by her.

She stood up and pulled Yanqing's sleeves subconsciously.

"Are you really going out? Not hurt yet--"

"My injury does not matter, it is almost healed."

Yan Qing tilted her head.

At this time, he was facing the light, and his cool face was hidden under the light and shadow, with a little dullness.

He looked at her, his eyes pulsating, and he spoke for a moment.

The voice is a bit muffled.

"But I am afraid of breaking my promise."

In particular, the promise that was just made.