After rebirth, the ascetic Mr. Li stepped down from the altar for me

Qiao Mian continued to smile and said, "Didn't I suddenly remember that before your birthday, I bought this fabric back and planned to make a tie for you myself, but then, didn't I have a car accident? I’ve never been able to do it.”

Hearing this, the word "chuan" between Li Yehan's eyebrows gradually deepened a bit.

He took a deep look at her, stood up again, half-knelt on the ground, took out a medical kit from the bedside table, and placed it next to the bed.

Then he quickly opened it and took out a bottle of disinfectant cotton balls.

He took out a cotton ball with tweezers, then held her left wrist and gently disinfected her wound.

The man's movements were very light, as if he was caring for a rare treasure.

When Qiao Mian saw it, she felt warmth deep in her bones.

"Stop doing this, it's very dangerous." His voice was low, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

Qiao Mian pursed her lips silently, but she just said calmly, "Oh, isn't it just a few needle pricks? What's so dangerous?"

She is not such a pretentious person.

And compared to the time when Li Yehan burned her body in flames and held her in his arms to die for love, what did she get pricked by needles so many times now?

Li Yehan silently bit his back teeth, stared at her with a sense of pressure that was about to come, and commanded tyrannically, "Anyway, don't continue to sew. After I disinfect you, you must sleep."

He felt distressed.

Qiao Mian had a firm look on her face, "No, I'm just a few stitches away. I'll go to bed after the stitches are done."

Ten more minutes and that's it.

She wanted to finish it before talking.

She would really feel bad if she didn't finish it.

Moreover, she also planned to celebrate Li Yehan's birthday today.

This gift must be made before the birthday.

In fact, she had no intention of letting Li Yehan know that she made a tie for him.

She wanted to give Li Yehan a surprise.

Therefore, she thought that when she heard Li Yehan's voice, she would quickly put her things away.

Then, when Li Yehan fell asleep, he quietly got up and continued to find a place to sew.

As a result, she was too focused just now.

Unexpectedly, she didn't even notice when Li Yehan came in.

She is so stupid.

This time, it's not that surprising.

Li Yehan's eyes became a little deeper, "Qiao Mian, be obedient."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yehan threw the disinfectant cotton ball into the trash can.

Qiao Mian looked determined and said, "I have to finish this before going to bed."

Li Yehan, "...Are you disobedient? Huh?"

Qiao Mian, "Oh... I'm just a few stitches away from finishing the stitches. If you don't let me continue, I'll cry for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Mian tried her best to squeeze out tears from her eyes.

The woman's clear eyes were watery.

The eyelids still have a hint of red.

It seems that I feel sorry for him.

In the end, Li Yehan couldn't help but raise his hands in a gesture of surrender, "You have to... don't cry, ancestor."

Qiao Mian sniffed, pursed her lips coquettishly, and asked, "Then, just go take a bath and go to bed, and leave me alone."

Li Yehan shook his head helplessly, took out a band-aid from the first aid kit, and put it on her left thumb, "Or, let me do the rest?"

Qiao Mian said, "No, I just want to do it myself."

Li Yehan, "..."

He found that now he was increasingly helpless against Qiao Mian.

Seeing that Li Yehan stopped talking, Qiao Mian picked up the tie and needle and thread again and began to sew.

Li Yehan sat beside him with a solemn expression the whole time, watching everything.

Every time her needle pricked into the fabric, Li Yehan's heart lifted up.