"Qingyan, I'm here, I don't allow you to say you forgot."

Before the door knocked, Zhou Yan pushed the door open with both hands and walked in quickly, and he and Lin Qingyan seemed to have become friends who talked about everything overnight.

Zhou Yan seemed to be a different person, instead of speaking ill of Lin Qingyan, he called Lin Qingyan just like his sister.She, Zhou Yan, is not a villain who will avenge her kindness. To her, Lin Qingyan can be regarded as a lifesaver.Without Lin Qingyan, she was afraid that she would fall off the roof and become a piece of meat.

Lin Qingyan was very clear-headed, and remembered clearly the agreement when he left yesterday, and he didn't dare to snooze, and woke up at dawn, but it couldn't be earlier than Zhou Yan who pushed the door and walked in.

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten." Lin Qingyan continued to lower her head and tied the belt around the waist of her coat, "Sit down and wait for me."

Last night, Zhou Yan took the story of Lin Qingyan's beloved woman as the truth. Zhou Yan pestered her to hear the details of the woman in the lie. Wrap it up with a false role and expose it to others. Zhou Yan repeatedly refused, saying that he did not want to mention the sad things in the past, but Zhou Yan refused to come down from the roof to rest. Eat to coax her down.

"Zhou Yan, let's go. You take me to the kitchen in the mansion. I don't think you have eaten. This is your breakfast for today. It can be said to be the best of both worlds."

Lin Qingyan babbled, seeing Zhou Yan's response for a long time, raised her head and asked, "What's the matter, why are you staring at me?"

Zhou Yan remained silent, and approached Lin Qingyan, holding Lin Qingyan's small arms with both hands. Lin Qingyan was pushed backwards by her to sit on the edge of the bed.

"I'll be right back, you sit still and don't move."

Zhou Yan ran out of the room, afraid that Lin Qingyan would be disobedient, and locked the door of Lin Qingyan's room tightly when he left.

It was the first time that Lin Qingyan saw Zhou Yan acting so serious and out of line with her age. It looked like a high-ranking elder threatening to lure a disobedient child.

Although she didn't know what Zhou Yan was up to, Lin Qingyan was happy to be a puppet at the mercy of others, willingly sitting and waiting for Zhou Yan's return.

The door opened again, and it didn't take long for Zhou Yan to come back from leaving, much faster than Lin Qingyan expected, and it didn't make Lin Qingyan wait to the point of anxiety.

The folded strip of white cloth in Zhou Yan's hand is very eye-catching. Lin Qingyan saw this, and then recalled the place where Zhou Yan was looking at him, and immediately understood the purpose of Zhou Yan's visit.

Lin Qingyan pointed at the wound on his forehead nonchalantly, and said to Zhou Yan who came over, "A little wound has healed soon, don't make such a fuss."

"There's blood on it."

A few simple words left Lin Qingyan speechless.

Standing beside Lin Qingyan, Zhou Yan put the white cloth strip in his hand on the bed in front of him, pushed aside Lin Qingyan's left hand covering the wound near his forehead, with self-blame in his tone.

Blood?Could it be that the wound was opened last night? When she came back from Zhou Yan's place, she was so tired that she couldn't tell where the pain was. She fell asleep when her body touched the bed, and it was reasonable that she didn't notice anything strange.

Zhou Yan moved very carefully, and untied the white cloth wrapped around Lin Qingyan's forehead round and round, and the corresponding blood stains on it expanded layer by layer, causing Zhou Yan to gradually reduce the strength of pulling the white cloth.

Lin Qingyan didn't feel well, because Zhou Yan was closer to her, so she had to step back slightly to prevent too close contact with her, if the maid saw it and spread it, Zhou Yan's reputation would be ruined.

Lin Qingyan was worried about this, but Zhou Yan didn't care about it at all.

The long strips of white cloth with bloodstains fell to the ground, and the skin above Lin Qingyan's left eye was covered with a thin layer of dried blood, even the wound made by the teacup was not obvious.

Zhou Yan's index finger was wrapped in a wet handkerchief, and he was gently wiping off the blood near the wound. The scratch that was the length of the pad of a finger became clear, and the skin that should have been intact and smooth seemed to be scratched on paper by a hairpin.

For women or men, appearance is equally important. No one is willing to marry an ugly wife. Similarly, no woman is willing to marry a man with a deformed appearance. In front of outsiders, if there are a few scars on the face, it will make others Fantastic.

Zhou Yan stared at Lin Qingyan's wound, and touched the area near the broken skin, "Does it hurt? Otherwise, I'll ask the girl to call a doctor for you."

Lin Qingyan stared at Zhou Yan's hand in a daze. She didn't hear Zhou Yan's words, and for some reason, she held the hand that was treating her wound.

"what happened?"

Zhou Yan's words made Lin Qingyan come to his senses, he quickly let go of Zhou Yan's hand, and apologized: "I'm sorry, it was me who..."

"No need to explain, I understand."

Zhou Yan wondered if he was having a nightmare. Being treated as another woman was not angry, but sad in an accident.

Zhou Yan picked up a new strip of white cloth and began to wrap it around Lin Qingyan's forehead.

"I didn't expect that the dignified Second Miss of the Zhou family is really good at bandaging."

There was something wrong with the solemn atmosphere, Lin Qingyan spoke first and changed the subject.

Zhou Yan thought that Lin Qingyan was making fun of him, so he deliberately stretched out the hand holding the end of the white cloth, and showed off to Lin Qingyan: "I know a lot, it's just that you don't know much about it."

Lin Qingyan frowned in pain, closed his left eye, and the strength on Zhou Yan's hand suddenly became much lighter. He stuffed the remaining cloth strips in, and Zhou Yan took a step back when he finished, clapping his hands together a few times satisfied with his masterpiece. Down.

It was getting late, and his empty stomach protested, Zhou Yan remembered that he hadn't eaten any food in order to make an agreement with Lin Qingyan.

Zhou Yan stretched out his right hand, opened his palms in front of Lin Qingyan, and invited, "Okay, I'll take you to the kitchen. You should cook something delicious for me. You mustn't play tricks."

Lin Qingyan held Zhou Yan's right hand back, and replied with a smile, "How could it be?"

Zhou Yan walked in front, Lin Qingyan followed, and the only contact between the two was the cool palm.

"Second Miss, where are you going?"

The person who came was a maid next to Zhou Yan. She was carrying the usual breakfast in her hand and was about to deliver it to Zhou Yan. Who would have thought that she would meet Zhou Yan by such a coincidence.

"It's okay, this breakfast is rewarded for you."

Zhou Yan didn't disclose the purpose of his trip, and after replying complacently, he ignored the maid, and pulled Lin Qingyan to pass by the maid.

At this moment, she only wanted what Lin Qingyan made by herself, and she was even more curious about what new things Lin Qingyan would make, and why would she be interested in the food made by the cook.

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