chance world

Of course, there are no warm stickers like warm babies in this world.Ding Qiyu didn't specialize in chemistry, so he couldn't find materials to make warm stickers for a while.She can only start from the ingenious angle and the existing materials at hand.

This contraption, at first glance, looks like a combination of bandages and decks.There are four sets of long and narrow corks in the Jiqiao, two sets are slightly wider, and the other two sets are extremely narrow.Each set of cork is made of two very thin cork pieces snapped together.Between the two groups of corks is the silk chosen by Ding Qiyu after considering the airtightness and softness.There are more than one layer of silk, and the middle is sealed with finely ground powder by Ding Qiyu and a heat-conducting wire carefully fixed inside the outer silk.A clever box the size of a baby's fist is hung on each of the two sets of slightly thicker cork.In the Jiqiao box, there is the Huanshi functional device that Ding Qiyu often uses to power the Jiqiao, but this time it has been improved a bit, and the power supply is very gentle.As long as the mechanism cover on the small box is opened, the heating device in the box will automatically generate heat, and the heat will be transmitted to the powder sealed inside the silk along the heating wire layer by layer.Ding Qiyu strictly controlled the heat generation rate of Huanshi in the heating box. The heat transmitted by the heat conduction wire can make the fine powder in the silk bag emit a very gentle warmth.

Ding Qiyu has long been an experienced mechanism artist, so it stands to reason that it is no problem to be a small trick that can generate heat.But this little ingenuity at hand caused her to suffer a lot of setbacks. Last night, she was dazed from returning to her room until dawn, and only then did she check for a long time in her carriage before she dared to take it out.The biggest difficulty of this small machine is how to handle the silk.Ding Qiyu is not good at needlework, but for the sake of Yiran, she first tried to find a needle and thread to sew, and the result is self-evident.Needless to say, the palm was punctured several times, and the thing that was sewn out was ugly and could not seal the fine powder.I had to give up the idea of ​​sewing with needles and threads, and finally tried to use wooden buckles and clip devices to wrap the silk ends tightly around them, and finally achieved the effect of firm fixing and sealing.But troubles also came one after another. To make all the powder evenly spread in the silk bag, it must be fixed. Ding Qiyu stuck it all night, and then tried a way to adjust the wooden buckle clip and divide it into multiple sections. Finally, the heat is even and gentle.

Therefore, although this little gadget doesn't have any complicated movement structure, it fully contains Ding Qiyu's painstaking efforts.It can be seen from her punctured and pinched palms, and from the faint black and blue under her eye sockets.

Ding Qiyu's simple explanation was just finished: "...that's it. Just put it on your calf, and then open the case, it will heat up. Although it can't cure the root cause, your legs will feel more comfortable."

Zhao Yiran listened to Ding Qiyu's introduction verbatim, her surprise and emotion couldn't be concealed on her pretty face.She never expected that Qi Yu would make a special device for her leg injury.Of course, this well-intentioned ingenuity can only be made by Qi Yu who went back overnight after saying goodbye to him yesterday... Yu Rui was equally shocked when she saw what Ding Qi Yu was holding.

Ding Qiyu saw that he was silent, stood up from his seat, and raised the things in his hands: "It may not be successful, or I will give you a try?" Of course Ding Qiyu was on his own leg I tried it on the Internet, and I was sure that it would not be burned, so I dared to use it for Yiran to try.

"Okay...okay." Zhao Yiran walked out from the warmth and moved, and got up to pick it up, but forgot the severe pain in his calf, "Hiss—" and fell back to the soft couch.

"Hey! Yiran!" Ding Qiyu walked to Yiran's side in two steps. Seeing beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, he said distressedly, "Why are you in a hurry? Even if I give it to you, you won't be able to use it. I'll give it to you." put on."

Hearing this, Zhao Yiran couldn't care less about the pain in her leg, her little face blushed instantly, recalling the scene that happened in the medical hall of Canghuan Academy.If Qi Yu was allowed to wear it in person, it would be even worse than that time... But, shyness is shyness, Yiran yearns for this kind of warm care deep in her heart, and the words of rejection linger on the tip of her tongue, unable to utter.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence?" Ding Qiyu saw the answer in her shy and embarrassed eyes, and added in a low voice, "Yiran knows my little secret." Ding Qiyu said, and put Jiqiao put the leggings on the soft couch, and squatted down beside Yiran's legs.Stretching out her hand to lift up Yiran's skirt, just when her fingertips touched the light blue veil, Yiran pulled her legs back reflexively, her face was already completely crimson.Ding Qiyu's movements stopped, because of Yiran's shyness and reservedness, his heartbeat fluttered a few times.

Just like what Ding Qiyu said, they all know Ding Qiyu's secret identity, but in this situation, there are some different atmospheres between the two of them...

Yu Rui beside the carriage curtain watched Mr. Ding squat down beside the princess, looked away and lowered his head.My heart is very complicated, I am happy for the princess, but also worried and distressed.In the past...just because of Ms. Lu, the princess was unlikely to be with Mr. Ding. Although three wives and four concubines are common, but it is not unusual for a son-in-law and a princess, a visiting son-in-law and a general's daughter to be together at the same time. up.If it was "unlikely" before, it is absolutely impossible now!The chariots and horses are far away from Yuanjing day by day, and the marriage is getting closer day by day.She was worried that the closer the relationship between the princess and Young Master Ding, the more reluctant they would be when they parted, and she also felt sorry for the princess who had suffered a disaster since she was a child, and the days to spend with her sweetheart day and night were numbered...

Ding Qiyu stopped his hands and raised his head to take a careful look at Yiran, just in time to meet her shy eyes... Zhao Yiran was startled by Ding Qiyu's sudden raising of his head, and quickly turned his head to one side, pursing his mouth and not daring to look again.

Ding Qiyu's heartbeat was even more flustered by the touching little daughter's mood, and the strange feeling became more and more obvious. He also quickly lowered his head, exhaled a small breath, and finally gently lifted the corner of Yiran's skirt with his hands, revealing the inner part of the skirt. The slender feet wrapped in layers of socks and panties.

Just the act of being lifted up by her sweetheart is enough to make Yiran, who is very thin-skinned, tense up her whole nerves.

Ding Qiyu didn't dare to raise Yiran's skirt too high, and only raised one corner. After waiting for a while, the shy person didn't respond. ...Yi Ran, yourself—"

"Okay, okay!" Before Ding Qiyu finished speaking, Yiran hurriedly replied in a low voice, her little hands immediately grabbed the corner of the skirt that was lifted up to prevent it from falling back.

Ding Qiyu was taken aback by the cute movements, but Yiran was a reserved and shy person, so why did he, a thick-skinned bastard, start to show some embarrassment?Annoyed, Ding Qiyu quickly adjusted his posture, and put on Jiqiao leggings for her as carefully as possible.But He Yiran sat too neatly and was too nervous, the two jade legs under the skirt were "closely attached to each other", Ding Qiyu was completely helpless.

Deeply afraid that using force would hurt her, Ding Qiyu felt helpless and funny, so he could only coax her softly: "Yi Ran, don't be nervous, relax, I won't hurt you..." After finishing speaking, he felt the words Weird, but what else to say?

Zhao Yiran held her skirt tightly in her little hands, and slightly moved her injured leg towards Ding Qiyu.It's really just a little bit, almost a finger's distance away.This action made Ding Qiyu laugh out loud, Yiran is really too thin-skinned, too shy, and too... likable.

Ding Qiyu's laughter made Zhao Yiran's ears terribly hot. His shy eyes peeked at someone who was smiling happily, and he lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Ding Qiyu didn't need to raise his head to know what kind of cute expression this cute person had. It took a lot of effort to suppress his ups and downs, and stretched out his hand to gently move Yiran's calf a little further in front of him.Only in this way can he half take off the socks wrapped around Yiran's jade feet, carefully roll up the pure white trousers, finally revealing a section of calf.

There was a hint of red on the jade-white skin, and at this moment he was very close to Yiran, and Ding Qiyu could smell a faint fragrance mixed with the fragrance of medicine.She was no longer in the mood of teasing, and frowned unconsciously. The wound she left when she was a child is still red and blue. After this incident is over, she will have to ask Aunt Yu to help her Yiran take a look.

Zhao Yiran waited cautiously, but felt that Qi Yu had stopped moving, and looked up quietly, and found that Qi Yu was looking at her calf with a serious expression.With just one glance, she sank in, Zhao Yiran's face was hot, but the warmth in her heart was even more sweet, because there was a deep distress in Qi Yu's eyes, she felt...

Ding Qiyu sighed secretly, and then continued. Regarding Yiran's childhood experience, she didn't dare to ask a word, because she was worried that it would trigger bad memories for Yiran.Loosen the buckle of the mechanical leggings, and put them on carefully, and asked while adjusting, "In this way, will the thin wooden handle on the side hurt?"

Yi Ran focused on admiring the way Ding Qiyu put on the leggings for her, her embarrassment was overwhelmed by touch and joy, when she heard the question, she shook her head and answered truthfully: "No. They are all soft."

Because needlework is not good enough, Ding Qiyu can only choose cork. In order not to hurt the cork, every piece of cork is tightly wrapped with cloth except for the position of the connecting mechanism, so it will not make people feel uncomfortable when wearing it. uncomfortable.It seems that the design of the wearing effect is not bad, Ding Qiyu is very happy: "That's good~ I didn't do it for a long time, I'm worried that it will affect your activities."

After Ding Qiyu finished speaking, he opened the small case again, only to hear a soft sound from the case.

After a while, Zhao Yiran felt the extremely gentle and warm heat enveloping his calf.When the old injury relapsed and the pain was severe, those dusty and terrible memories would float and replay in my mind over and over again, and it was often a nightmare all night long.I dreamed that I became a little girl again, dressed in the costume of a lowly maid, accidentally did something wrong in a gloomy evening, was beaten repeatedly by the older maid, and then pushed down the steps over and over again.And last night, such a dream recurred again, but the plot changed in the middle of the performance.The gloomy evening suddenly cleared the clouds and turned into a sunny day with the rising sun. There was a vague figure who drove away all the people who bullied him, and his injuries didn't hurt so much anymore.