My Wife Has an Embroidery Needle

Yan Shou didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he squinted his sleepy eyes and looked out the window. The sky was slightly pale, and there was a misty white mist not far away, and the oil lamp inside the house was unknown. Occasionally extinguished, with some gloom.

He rubbed his eyes, surprised that he slept until dawn, but when he lowered his head, he was taken aback, the man had disappeared.

He hurriedly touched the bed, there was still some residual heat on it, and looked under the bed again, it was empty, he felt incredible at the moment, the man got up and left without noticing it at all.

He suddenly became anxious for no reason, his actions were faster than his thoughts, and he unconsciously performed light work and ran out of the house.But as soon as he went out the door, he saw a person sitting in the gazebo.

It was the man who was rescued by Yan Shou. He closed his eyes and sat with his back against the pillar. His long black hair poured down, one knee was bent, and his hand rested on it, exposing his perfect profile.

That white dress filled with snow, with the neckline slightly open, contrasted with the black hair, that kind of heroic beauty mixed in, it was so beautiful that it was shockingly beautiful, and those white fat rabbits somehow ran out of the cage, and all of them Lie down under his seat with long ears erect.

The white mist shrouded them in it, and the scene at this time was like a fairyland picture. I am afraid that anyone who saw it would be amazed.

The moment Yan Shou saw him, because the man didn't leave, he stepped over and kicked the rabbit in front of him ecstatically, "Are you awake?"

Dongfang Bubai had already heard his voice coming out, but now he turned his head, just when a gust of wind caressed him, lifting a strand of black hair around his ear to block his sight, but it couldn't hide the lacquer starry eyes under his sword eyebrows , the eyes flashed, peerless elegance.

"Then what." Yan Shou was almost fascinated by his beauty again, but he reacted quickly and asked, "How is your injury?"

"No problem." Dongfang Bubai's tone was light, with a trace of coldness in his voice, but Yan Shou felt it was perfect.

"Oh, as long as it's okay, you don't know, you fell off the cliff and were seriously injured, I saved you, and you still had a fever at night, it's scary..." Yan Shou sat next to him and kept talking, but the man He didn't answer, seemed to be listening, and didn't seem to be listening, just sat there quietly, motionless.

Yan Shou used to think that his father was the most silent, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was even more so, he talked so hard that he didn't respond.

"Thank you."

Just when Yan Shou thought he wouldn't answer, the other party thanked him and scratched the back of his head naively, "Hey, you're welcome, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Love to help others...”

Just when Yan Shou couldn't stop talking more and more, Dongfang Bubai looked at him straight, and raised his eyebrows slightly. He saw this person at first sight since he woke up. Nagging?

Yan Shou looked at him like this, his face became hot, and he asked guiltyly, "By the way, are you hungry?"

"Some." Sure enough, it was a strange person, Dongfang Bubai turned his gaze away.

"Then just wait." Remembering that the chicken soup was still on the stove last night, Yan Shou told him and ran into the house.

At this moment, a daring rabbit jumped onto Dongfang Bubai's lap, he narrowed his phoenix eyes to stare at it, but it shook its ears at him.

On the other side, Yan Shou, who had already run into the kitchen, deliberately chose a white porcelain bowl to fill it with chicken soup, and then rushed out again, only to see that the man was holding a rabbit in his arms, stroking it repeatedly, and still Especially the familiar one!

But without thinking too much, he handed over the chicken soup in his hand, and said impatiently, "Come on, drink it, I've stayed up all night, it tastes absolutely right."

However, Dongfang Bubai only took a glance, and then turned his eyes to the distance, as if he didn't disdain at all.

"Why don't you drink?"

"Too greasy."

"Greasy? No, my cooking skills have always been good. My father likes to eat it the most. Besides, you bleed too much, so you should nourish your body."

But no matter what Yan Shou said, the man still refused to answer, so he had no choice but to say, "Then tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"random."

"Casual? But there is nothing random in this world."