Chapter 579 The Fourth Brother Is Here 3

She just couldn't accept Ye Junlin's situation yet...

Holding her hand, he felt the moisture in her palm. He lowered his head and opened her hand. He saw blood-red marks. He frowned and felt a little absent-minded.

Tang Yaoyao didn't notice his expression. She gave him her hand but it didn't mean she would follow him. She took a deep breath and then said, "I will go back when he comes out."

"Um."

This time, he didn't refuse. He held her face with his other hand and placed a comforting kiss on her forehead without moving away: "The ground is cold."

His breath lingered between her nostrils, carrying his unique aura, and her insecure heart gradually felt a little calmer.

Then, he stretched out his long arms, picked up the princess, walked to the bench aside, and gently put her down.

Su Mei looked at this scene with a sore nose. Fortunately, the Fourth Master was there. It seemed that the Fourth Master was the only one who could make her relax.

When she ran up, her toes hurt. When she arrived, she simply took off her shoes. Only then did she notice that his eyes were on her bleeding right foot.

Xiao Jinhan did not sit next to him, but half-knelt at her feet. He held his sleeves with four slender fingers and wiped the dust off the soles of her feet very gently. The emotions in his eyes were deep and spreading bit by bit.

She wanted to take her foot back, but he held it, unable to move at all.

She pursed her lips and said, "Your clothes are dirty."

"Dust can cause inflammation."

Tang Yaoyao's eyes were full of stars, and the sunlight coming from the window cast light and shadows on his body that were neither deep nor shallow.

If this hadn't happened, she wouldn't have expected him to be so gentle.

Xiao Jinhan did not raise his head or stop wiping the dust on her feet: "Sixteen, the life and death of other people have nothing to do with me. You are mine. I can't accept that you don't care about your own body for him, even if he Saved your life."

She opened her lips slightly, suddenly not knowing how to respond to him.

"No one can compare with you. If you stubbornly hurt yourself and sit at the door for him, I can't forgive you, because here, he is him and you are you. He saved your life. I will be grateful in my own way, but I will never let you get hurt again.”

He spoke to her in a very calm tone, a low and pleasant voice, without any threat, as if he was talking about his family's shortcomings, but the meaning was evident in every word.

There was no empathy in this world, and she couldn't understand his emotions just now, but his words were not difficult to understand.

What he wanted to express was that no matter what anyone did, it would not leave traces in his heart, because he only cared about her life and death, every detail of her, and nothing else.

This is the most real possessiveness of a man who likes her, even a little paranoid.

At this moment, the fact that he did not take her away by force was already the biggest concession to her and Ye Junlin.

Her hand trembled inadvertently. The feeling at that moment was indeed not an illusion.

Therefore, he just thought that she thought about Ye Junlin wholeheartedly and would abandon him for his life-saving grace. He reached out to her to give her the last tenderness.

Tang Yaoyao looked down at him, unable to see his face clearly. She could only see that his feet had been wiped clean by him, and the blood was stained on the cuffs of his white shirt, like blooming roses, which was a bit shocking.

The tip of her nose felt sore, her eyes were moist and hot, and she couldn't help but muttered, trembling: "Fourth brother..."

See you tomorrow, good night~

The cold is not over yet, my toothache is so painful that my whole forehead hurts, wheeze...

Do you want a boyfriend like Fourth Brother~~~