de her, pulling her close into his arms with one hand.An Xuetang's head was pressed against his chest, listening to his slightly rapid heartbeat. A sweet, shallow smile played on her lips.It was rare...Ning'er stared into his eyes, dazed for a moment before she came to her senses.

After regaining her composure, Ning'er wanted to pull away Cloud Six's hand. She wanted to leave the room quickly.

Ke Yunliu had already anticipated her reaction, so the moment she made a move, he swiftly reached out and grasped her wrist with a slight amount of force, preventing her from leaving.

He was like this again, Ning'er frowned anxiously at this time and scolded in a low voice, "Yunliu, you...you let go quickly."

Yúnli was also afraid that this time he would anger Ninger completely, so he did not dare to speak too harshly at this moment.

He blinked, his eyes filled with a pitiful expression. "Ning'er," he said softly, "don't you want to change my dressing I promise I won't say anything. Just please help me first. For some reason, the wound feels a bit itchy."

He wasn't kidding this time.

These days, Ning'er refuses to enter the room when he is awake. So he no longer dares to use his wound as an excuse.

Just because Ning'er was unwilling to come and see him about this matter, he had asked his fourth brother several times.

But his fourth older brother also said he couldn't do anything about it.m. Just thinking about it makes me a little uncomfortable.Mò Yún Jǐng didn't think so much, because he knew that if he didn't tear down the portrait, An Xuě Táng would tear it down herself.After destr...