The royal husband's special favor is confused and careful

When An Jinyi returned to the room with Bai Zhiyou in his arms, the blood from his wound had dried up, and the sticky marks looked extremely ugly.

"Well, will this leg leave a mark in the future?" Bai Zhiyou bit her index finger with her small mouth, looking like she was thinking.

"Afraid of being ugly? Don't be afraid, no matter how ugly you are, I still won't despise you." An Jinyi said with a serious face.

Bai Zhiyou turned her face away gently, and muttered softly: "I don't care if you want it."

An Jinyi grinned his teeth in a rare smile, and looked like a ruffian, "It doesn't matter if you don't care about it, as long as I care about it."

"Hmm, TV dramas say that before getting married, there must be a romantic proposal!" Bai Zhiyou curled her hair with her index finger, her big watery eyes rolled back and forth in their sockets, Looking at the ceiling.

"Then are you implying that I want to give you a romantic marriage proposal?" An Jinyi propped up his hands and sat on the floor.

"Tch, of course the boys should take the initiative, why are you asking me?" Bai Zhiyou said angrily, and gave An Jinyi a glare.

An Jinyi just smiled, raised the ointment in his hand, and said, "Okay, okay, it's time to apply the ointment first."

For some reason, Bai Zhiyou felt an unknown disappointment in An Jinyi's change of subject.

"Hiss—" Bai Zhiyou couldn't help moaning softly from the sour pain coming from her calf, her little hand was so helpless that she could only hold An Jinyi's shoulder tightly, biting her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, There was already a little cold sweat on his forehead.

"Be careful, does it hurt?" Sensing Bai Zhiyou's discomfort, An Jinyi quickly stopped his hands, looked at her distressedly, and gently wiped the cold sweat off Bai Zhiyou's face with his soft fingertips.

"Mmm." Bai Zhiyou blinked her watery eyes, looking pitiful.

"Stop biting your own mouth, I'll feel bad." An Jinyi's fingers rested on Bai Zhiyou's soft lips, and gently flicked Bai Zhiyou's white teeth to stop biting her lower lip.

"Bite my hand if you're afraid of pain." An Jinyi generously extended his hand to Bai Zhiyou's mouth.