[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

Such injuries are very normal, but for Skylark, there are very few people who can make him injured during the mission.It was just an inactive ants who dared to draw shameful scars on his body. Naturally, he had already received the punishment he should have suffered, but he would never admit that it was a momentary distraction.

For him, never allowing others to see his embarrassment, such behavior is tantamount to trampling on his sky-high self-esteem.So it wasn't an accident that Cage Island Qianqiu knocked on the door, and it wasn't an accident that he packed up the medicine box for simple wound treatment.And the woman who didn't understand anything smelled a faint smell of blood, and it was a surprise that she made a single-minded proposal... It was also a surprise that he didn't get angry and agreed to the other party's prayer.

It wasn't the humiliation of being seen embarrassed, the disgust of being touched, or the anger of being forced. Compared to these, he didn't want to see the other party see this bloodstain.Just like a small animal living in a peaceful forest, he should live such a peaceful life. He doesn't want the small animals to see things that don't belong to them.

It's weird...forbearance.

But seeing those calm eyes suddenly overflowing with stubbornness, the inner grievance was slightly soothed.

He only subconsciously agreed to the other party's wish, but unexpectedly saw her unusual expression, which was the same as healing a small animal, with a concentrated expression mixed with unconcealable worry.The person who has never crossed half a step, but because of that insignificant injury, the docile little animal seemed to have exploded.

"Keep the wound clean and dry, don't touch foreign objects... and don't touch water, change the dressing in time, and I will choose food that is suitable for wound healing. And most importantly, Mr. Skylark must take good care of his body , can no longer make large movements—”

"What kind of thing can cause such a wound...Really, even if you are performing a mission, you still have to be careful in everything...otherwise it will make people worry..."

Skylark raised his eyebrows, looking at the woman who was babbling like chanting scriptures in front of him, while wrapping the gauze patiently, her movements were as gentle as if she was stepping on cotton, while she kept telling her about the injury, as if she felt that he I don't know these basic knowledge in general.

He just stared lightly at the woman with long chestnut hair, and those eyes were as moist as dripping water, as if they could melt into them at any time.

There is only room for such a peaceful scene in my eyes.

...unexpected pleasure.

When Qianqiu said the word "worried", he suddenly stopped talking, the movements of his hands stopped, and he looked up at him anxiously, like a frightened little animal who had done something.

"?" Skylark tilted his head slightly, his eyes still as calm as a dark lake.

"I'm sorry... I said so many useless words without knowing it..." The voice returned to its weak and soft appearance.

this expression.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Why do you have to apologize no matter what you say.It seemed like she was doing something wrong no matter what.Obviously such chanting is not annoying, especially such soft words are like a light feather scratching at the heart.I can't even bear others talking a few words in front of me, but I can only honestly think that such nagging is actually a kind of concern, and there is a faint warmth in my heart that I have never felt before.

"Huh?" The curled eyelashes cast soft shadows under the eyelids, and the brown eyes were like stones falling into the river, with slight ripples and doubts.

Qianqiu wrapped the gauze again, paying attention to the movements of his hands, "No... Isn't Mr. Skylark Xijing? And I don't like others to talk too much. I really went beyond..."

"Hmph." This flinch made Yunque's heart inexplicably unhappy, "Did I mention the word 'Passover'?" It was not a question, but an unquestionable affirmation.

Angry.

Qianqiu's hands trembled slightly, and then quickly tied a skillful knot on the last layer of gauze. He summoned up his courage and raised his head to show a smile, "It's finished bandaging. If it's convenient, I'd better find a professional medical team as soon as possible." Get treatment, it will recover faster, after all, I am not a professional."

Off topic?

Yunque glanced at her shallowly, but didn't want to worry about it, so he continued following the topic, "Then, why are you here?"

"Ah!" Only then did Qianqiu remember the real purpose of coming here, she picked up the gift box beside her, and gently put it in front of Yunque, "It's this... I saw it when I went out today, and I think it is very suitable for Yunque Mister just... bought it back..." She pushed the exquisitely packaged gift box forward, looking expectantly at the silent man in front of her.

"Huh?" He took the gift box and opened the top cover under the gaze of those faintly shining eyes.

Covered in dark red velvet is a lifelike bird doll, with meticulous carving details, unfettered streamlined lines, and the pride in the eyes, all seem to break out of the box.The petite figure makes people feel that it is not sharp, but adds a bit of softness, combining harshness and gentleness.Undoubtedly an excellent handicraft with a lot of heart.

"When I first saw it, I thought it was very similar to Mr. Skylark. Let's take it as a thank you for bothering me here for so long." Qianqiu only had the reflection of this doll in her eyes, and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks , seems to have a lot of love for this cute doll.

"Oh?" Skylark looked back, stretched out his slender fingers and gently tapped the beautifully packaged doll in velvet.

Very pleasing appearance.

"That... please don't be disgusted if you have a little heart..." Qianqiu twitched her fingers a little shyly, and lowered her head half a point.Of course she knew that Mr. Skylark had no shortage of better and more expensive handicrafts, and the ones she had seen must be even more precious.In contrast, this little doll looks vulgar, like a child's toy.

"No, thank you." Yunque looked at the little heart in the gift box, but unconsciously said yes.

Indeed, such handicrafts are cruder than indoor furnishings, but they are even better because of this intention—especially from this ignorant little animal.Just like this, he unexpectedly felt that the little thing in the gift box looked very pleasing to the eye.

When she walked out of the Japanese room, Qianqiu felt as if she was stepping on a cloud.If she read it correctly, it was the first time she saw the slight curvature of Mr. Skylark's mouth.It was like the faint warm light shining from the sun on the ice, so bright that I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Mingming smiles... very nice.

She covered her face, feeling her heart beating so fast that it was about to burst out of her throat.

Mr. Skylark liked her gift, it was... great.The mood at this moment is like being affirmed by the object of a crush.Qianqiu glanced at the pitch-black night sky beyond the eaves, the starlight shining brightly was like the depth in Mr. Skylark's eyes.

Just looking at it like this makes me feel very satisfied.

The moist brown eyes seemed to be able to drip water, and they were as gentle as a stream.

>>>

"Grass wall."

"Mr. Gong..." Cao Bi slipped his hand, and the signature pen in his hand almost drew a distorted straight line on the document.He was shocked by the sudden arrival of his boss. Normally, he would go to the other party's room to report, but today Mr. Gong actually came to his room.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked respectfully at the black-haired man with lazy brows and eyes.But I didn't see anything strange when I saw the flowers.

"Report." Yunque walked in as if nothing happened, sat on the tatami, and quietly closed his eyes.

The corners of Kusakabe's eyes twitched, and he quickly picked up the organized files.Faced with his somewhat frightened tone, the other party did not show a scary look as usual, but sat down peacefully.

I can only explain one thing, Mr. Gong is in a good mood today.

He rubbed his forehead, adjusted his sitting posture to be more correct, and reported on today's work.Although the speed and tone of speech were the same as usual, Kusakabe still couldn't imagine that Mr. Gong, who was negligently injured during the mission, didn't have a gloomy face, but on the contrary, he didn't take such shame seriously.

"What are you thinking?" Cao Bi tightened his hand holding the paper, and saw that the pair of elegantly curved phoenix eyes had been opened, and he was looking at his desk thoughtfully.

Following the direction Skylark was looking at, Cao Bi's gaze fell on a small airplane placed in the corner of the desk.The image is cute and the style is mischievous, which seems a bit out of place with this simple and serious room, abruptly drawing a playful scene.

"Mr. Gong..." He blinked, as if he was puzzled by the other party's gaze on the pottery.

There was no such thing yesterday.

The azure blue in Yunque's eyes was faint and deep, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to look at this small handicraft that is inconspicuous but out of the atmosphere.

Kusakabe is definitely not someone who would buy such things.

Without asking, he could be sure that this small plane was made by a small animal, and only she would pick out such a gift.The blackness in his eyes gathered little by little, oppressive like a dark cloud cover.

Inexplicable unhappiness scratched his heart a little bit.

Just as he imagined that the warm and happy smile of a small animal was only for Long Shimao Ling, he also felt a bit blocked when he saw a gift in someone else's hand.

A tame and harmless little animal, just follow the wings that protect her.

His eyes slid from the small plane to Kusakabe's puzzled face, a little bit of displeasure was like the condensation of a storm.

"keep it."

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