Chapter 1232: Meat and female characters conquer the dark night emperor 28
When night falls, the sky in the desert is an endless velvet blue, and the bright moon hangs in the sky like a picture.
Shu Ange bent his knees and leaned on the pillow, his hair was scattered on his temples, and the long and narrow wound on his neck was shockingly red under the light.
Ren Qixian looked at Shu Ange, who was pale, and his beautiful brows were slightly wrinkled: "Does the wound on the neck really need bandaging?"
This should be a wound that was hung by a sharp iron piece. The wound was not deep, and the flesh and blood were not rolled over, but it lay across her snow-white skin and looked very unsightly.
"It's just a small injury. It's faster to breathe. If the bandage is too tight, it's easy to get inflamed."
Shu An Singer gently pressed the skin at the edge of the wound, and blinked at Ren Qixian with ease.
The night was dark, and the wind suddenly picked up outside the window, as if countless beasts were howling.
Shu Ange looked out the window with a bit of surprise and emotion in his eyes: "The sandstorm is here, and the power of the sandstorm in the desert is really unusual. But it is said that the desert in the night is very beautiful, and the bright moonlight flows like a stream."
In fact, she had experienced the beauty of the moonlit night in the desert and his company.
It's just that he forgot it for the time being. Thinking of this, Shu Ange's eyes became a little more melancholy.
"When the weather is fine, I'll show you Moon Spring."
"Huh? What Moon Spring."
"The Moon Spring comes from a local legend. On the night of the full moon, a clear spring will emerge somewhere in the desert. The spring's eyes are shaped like the moon, so it is called the Moon Spring."
Ren Qixian's voice was mellow and distant, Shu Ange leaned on the bed and looked at him quietly, with a tranquil smile like a white and beautiful jasmine flower.
"I didn't expect the seventh master to be interested in folklore, but since it is a legend, there are probably very few people who can find Moon Spring."
"The beauty of Moon Spring lies in the mystery and unpredictability, and everyone can find their own Moon Spring."
The wound on Shu Ange's neck was slightly itchy. She pressed her fingers on the edge of the wound. The itchy and painful feeling made her pull the corners of her mouth.
Ren Qixian leaned down and held Shu Ange's hand, his voice hoarse and low: "Don't touch the wound, it's easy to get infected."
His cold fingertips touched her warm neck, causing her hair to stand up slightly, and her body trembled.
"I'll be careful, the wound was a little itchy just now, and I touched it unconsciously."
Ren Qixian moved his hand away from Shu Ange's neck and sat down next to her, with only a few tens of centimeters between them.
This kind of intimacy and tacit understanding has never been seen before.
The two didn't speak, the lights poured down, Ren Qixian glanced at Shu Ange, and then his eyes fell on the potted plant not far away.
After he looked away, Shu Ange glanced at Ren Qixian quietly, and found that the bandage on his face was oozing a little red.
"The wound on your face is open."
She reminded nervously, and Ren Qixian returned calmly: "It doesn't matter, it's a little hurt."
"The wound on the face is easy to leave scars, so be careful, I'll help you with medicine."
Shu Ange opened the drawer and took out the medical gauze, bandages, medical scissors and anti-inflammatory drugs inside.
"You also have an injury on your knee, don't be too tired."
Ren Qixian stretched out her hand to hold Shu Ange's hand, she freed her hand from his palm, and hummed, "My knee is injured, but it's not that I can't move my hands and feet. You lean over here and trust my level of handling the wound. It's much stronger than the average doctor and nurse."
She couldn't help but pull Ren Qixian's shoulders and asked him to lower his head and look at her clear eyes like spring water, but he didn't refuse anymore.
"Leave your head a little further and lean towards me."
Shu Ange carefully cut off the bandage on Ren Qixian's face, briefly cleaned the disintegrated wound, and then gently sprinkled some powder on it to help the wound heal.
After finishing this, Shu Ange wrapped his wound with medical gauze and bandages.
"Ok, be careful, if such a handsome face leaves a scar, it will be a waste."
Ren Qixian looked at Shu Ange with deep eyes, and his voice raised slightly: "Really?"
After being asked by him, Shu Ange sat back on the bed with a smirk, and replied playfully with his hands clasped together: "Sir Seventh Master has a lot, forgive me for my blunder, you are a handsome and perfect man no matter what."
"Do you think I'm handsome?"
Ren Qixian's sharp sword eyebrows, like a machete, are above his sharp eyes, and his appearance is very aggressive.
When most people see Ren Qixian for the first time, what they think of is not handsome but fear.
His aura was so powerful that others ignored the handsomeness and perfection of his appearance.
"Of course, has no one mentioned it before you?"
Shu Ange hugged the pillow and nodded solemnly: "Maybe the seventh master is too dignified and no one dares to mention it in front of you."
"how about you?"
"I?"
"Why do you dare to mention it?"
Ren Qixian's rhetorical question made Shu Ange a little overwhelmed. After a few seconds, she tilted her head and smiled at him: "Because... I'm not afraid of the seventh master."
She blinked, resting her chin with one hand, her pure smile brighter than the sun.
She was not afraid of him, and this realization made Ren Qixian somewhat relaxed and happy.
"By my side, you may encounter a more dangerous situation than today, aren't you afraid?"
Ren Qixian stared at Shu Ange's eyes, with blade-like eyebrows and no trace of warmth.
He took the initiative to talk about today's events, and Shu Ange hummed: "It's very dangerous. It's a little scary to pass by the **** of death in retrospect."
Seeing Ren Qixian frowning slightly, Shu Ange laughed: "I lied to you, although it is very dangerous, but because I fought side by side with the seventh master, I didn't feel too scared. Because of you, I think I can survive. There is no reason for this. Trust, doesn't it sound a little strange?"
"Not surprisingly."
Ren Qixian got up from the bed, glanced at Shu Ange, and walked towards the door.
"Good night, Seventh Master!"
He stopped and looked back at her: "Good night, have a good rest, don't think too much."
"The target character's favorability is +6, and the current favorability is 50."
The door was closed, Shu Ange was leaning on the bed, thinking back to the conversation with Ren Qixian just now.
Today is really a special day, and the friendship between the two has soared. When Ren Qixian got along with her, his attitude was also much gentler.
Of course, this tenderness is not expressed in words, but a feeling.
Hoping that his injury will heal soon, Shu Ange turned off the lights, and the moonlight came in through the transparent glass window, like mercury pouring down the ground.
"Moon Spring."
Singer Shu An held the back of his head, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
【Everyone, dear friends】