Chapter 2003

Flower brocade wants to get up, cloud poem stops immediately, "you still can't move, the wound just sews, if moves disorderly, the needle and thread will open."

Her concern warmed his heart.

He smiled warmly and nodded, "Well! I'll listen to you. "

Be as good as a little sheep.

Rao is Ji Yuqi, who is very surprised.

"Yes, Huajin. Don't meddle. Be careful about the wound."

"Talk!"

Hua Jin looks at her and turns cold. "Did I let you talk?"

"I......" Ji Yuqi wants to say that she is still resting. She sips her lips with a little embarrassment. Then she brings the cut apple, "have some fruit!"

"Go away."

Huajin raises his hand and waves.

"Crash" -

the container hit the ground and broke.

Yunshi's eyes widened with surprise.

"Get out of here! I don't want to see you. "

"Flower brocade..."

"Go away! Don't you hear me? "

Huajin glares.

Ji Yuqi had no choice but to bite his lip and stand up awkwardly, caring for yunshishi's words, "please take care of him more."

Said, turned around and left the ward.

The door closed with a bang.

Hua Jin, holding her hands on the bed, wants to sit up.

Yunshishi immediately walked over and said angrily, "can't you lie down quietly?"

"I want to sit up."

Flower brocade Du mouth, like a willful child like coquetry.

Yunshishi couldn't help him, so he raised the bed board a little, helped him to sit up carefully, and put some soft pillows behind him to make him more comfortable.

Hua brocade silently looked at her busy, pale face, some helpless, nervous hands do not know how to place.

When yunshishi sat down, he looked up and saw that he had been staring at himself.

"Why are you staring at me all the time?"

"Good."

“……？”

"Originally, the feeling of being taken care of is so warm."

The brocade mumbled contentedly.

Cloud poem poem Zheng for a while, "nobody takes care of you?"

Hua brocade shook his head and sipped his lips. "You are the only one."

Cloud poetry can't help doubting.

Flower brocade actually clapped claps the bed side, "don't leave me so far!"! We are also revolutionary comrades in arms who share life and death as well as suffering. "

"Who is your comrade in arms?"

Cloud poem poem Jiao Chen a sentence, immediately to his side sat a little closer.

Hua brocade said, "come closer!"

Cloud poetry could not hold him back, and he sat a little closer.

When she sat near, Huajin took her hand.

Cloud poetry is like touching the iron, subconsciously away.

Hua brocade's facial features were suddenly distorted with exaggeration. It seemed that it was because of the action she threw away that she affected the wound, and her face was ferocious with pain.

Seeing this, Yun Shishi got up immediately and joined in, "what's the matter? Did it hurt you? "

"Well, I just want to borrow your hand to get warm You are rude. "

He complained wrongly, which made yunshishi regretful. She immediately obediently handed in her hand and coaxed, "I'm sorry! I I didn't mean to. Shall I cover your hands? "

"No."

Hua brocade looked up lazily, with a proud and charming appearance that couldn't stand up.

Cloud poetry lost to him, can not help but hold his hand.

His hands are so cold, there is no trace of temperature, and I don't know if he lost too much blood.

Her hands are so warm, there is a kind of warmth that makes him greedy, but it is difficult to refuse.