Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1793 I can't stand you like this

He Xin: "..."

Although he was only telling her the truth, but for some reason, when he heard him talking about eating and biting, he always felt a little ambiguous and imaginative.

"Eat quickly, don't think too much, otherwise the rabbit meat will cool off in a while. If you eat this chicken leg, I won't be able to eat anything else, and I can't help you solve it." Long Yin saw her sitting there in a daze, his mouth hooked After the hook, Wen Sheng teased.

He Xin felt a little embarrassed, and quickly condensed his divergent thoughts and resolved the rabbit meat.

Just after she had eaten the roast rabbit meat, Long Yin poured a cup of warm water to her, "Drink more water."

He Xin took it and sipped it, but couldn't help but glance at him from the corner of his eye.

Seeing him fiddle with the fire in the fire with a stick, she endured it and said softly: "Brother Long Yin, do you like to help others solve the leftover food?"

Hearing this, Long Yin looked at her with black eyes, "Why do you say that?"

He Xin glanced at him, and said in his heart, didn't you just eat the leftovers from me?

"No, I'm just curious to ask."

The corner of Long Yin's mouth bends, "Do you think I'm such a casual person?" After a pause, "I haven't eaten other people's leftover food before today."

He Xin Wenyan, his heart throbbed wildly, his eyelashes trembled and his face was hot.

"Xinxin, I ate it because you leftovers." Long Yin suddenly approached her ear and whispered.

The man's clear breath suddenly surrounded her. The low voice, obviously not very loud, made her eardrums unbearable.

She shrank her shoulders subconsciously, her entire face was red, and she stared at him with wide eyes.

Long Yin's dark and deep eyes looked at her quietly, his lips hooked.

He Xin was looked at by him and thought of what he said before, and felt that her heart was almost overwhelmed.

What does he mean?

Unable to be stared at by him, she suddenly stretched her finger on his injured arm and poked lightly.

Long Yin frowned, held her fingers, and whispered: "Xinxin, don't make trouble, it will hurt."

Hexin's fingers were suddenly wrapped in his warm palms, and a strange feeling appeared in her heart. She pulled her fingers back firmly, and muttered: "Now I know it will hurt? I thought you wouldn't hurt."

"I am only a body of flesh and blood, but I can bear it better than others." Long Yin sighed and said softly. The palm of the hand rested on the bent knee, and the soft touch of the girl's fingers still remained on it.

He Xin felt a little guilty, "Then, did I hurt you?" As he said, he couldn't help but get closer, and blew lightly towards his wound.

Although separated by the cloth, Long Yin instantly tightened his body.

He seemed to smell the girl's fragrance, gently blowing on him.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the girl's face, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Xinxin, I can't stand you like this."

Meeting the man's dark eyes, Hexin's brain exploded.

A smile flashed in Long Yin's eyes, looking at the girl's small and delicate face in the palm of his hand, he finally did not hold back, and gently rubbed his thumb on it.

He didn't make any other movements, it was almost detached. He quickly retracted his hand and sat upright.

Hexin's face was already bleeding.

Fortunately, there is a cover of fire, which makes it hard to think of going elsewhere.

This night, Hexin had insomnia.

His mind was full of what Long Yin said and his actions.

(End of this chapter)