The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

"It's not like you haven't seen it before, are you still shy?"

Zuo Nian mocked without changing his expression.

"How did you learn from me?"

Hua Ye reluctantly let go and let him in...

"Now that Major General Zuo is following me, he's become a little thick-skinned!"

Hua Ye sat on the edge of the bed, wiping his wet long hair with a headscarf, raising his arms slightly with some difficulty.

"The main thing is that you don't mind. As a girl, you're so outspoken. This Major General has nothing to be ashamed of!"

Zuo Nian took out the gauze and gold medicine from his chest pocket. This time his face was no longer red, but the tips of his ears were still red!

"I just treat you as a doctor, treating your injuries."

Hua Ye smiled and pushed his hair to the other shoulder, then took his injured arm out of his underwear.

The gauze was half wet, and Zuo Nian's face had visibly darkened...

"Your wound has come into contact with water!"

He pulled her arm over and slowly removed the gauze. His handsome sword-like eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a line!

"It's just a little bit, no big deal!"

Hua Ye glanced at it casually.

Zuo Nian couldn't help but blow on the shocking wound. The warm touch passed over the wound, and Hua Ye blushed in front of him, which was rare.

"If you get a scar, it will be hard for you to get married in the future!"

Hua Ye straightened up, cleared her throat, and said with a slight stutter: "I am a female general, can't I find a man?"

"That's right, you are the eldest daughter of the general's family, so many people want to marry you!"

Zuo Nian bandaged the wound in an orderly manner, speaking in a low voice, with an indescribable feeling of inferiority rising up in his heart!

"If I can't be with you forever, I'd rather not get married!"

Hua Ye threw away his headscarf in annoyance, straightened his clothes, and lay down on the bed with his legs spread out.

"What's so good about getting married..."

She curled up in the mattress again, tears silently streaming down her face!

"Then you have a good rest, I'm going down first!"

Zuo Nian picked up the headscarf from the floor, casually placed it on the table, and walked out slowly...

"Major General Zuo, could you please bring a mattress and sleep here with me? I'm not used to sleeping without someone by my side!"

Hua Ye showed two red eyes from under the quilt, looking pitiful!

When Zuo Nian heard this, he didn't know where to put his honest hands, and was so shocked that he became incoherent.

"Miss Hua, are you sure? You're not married yet. It's not good for a man and a woman to be alone in the same room..."

"Would you do anything to me? Brother Zuo Nian, you are not that kind of person. I believe you!"

Hua Ye was amused by his bewilderment: "Didn't we also sleep in a dilapidated temple yesterday?"

Zuo Nian thought about it and agreed, but he still couldn't move his feet!

Hua Ye threw back the quilt, put on his coat, rushed out of the room, and shouted downstairs: "Waiter, bring me another mattress!"

"Okay, sir, I'll be right here!"

Hua Ye blocked the door and stopped him from leaving, and took the mattress from the mistress with one hand.

After locking the door, he threw it on the ground beside the bed and pointed, "You sleep here! Don't leave, please, Brother Zuo Nian!"

She blinked at him crazily, and I felt pity for her crying face.

"Okay, I won't leave!"

Zuo Nian's heart was pounding in his chest. He turned his back to hold it, then lay down...

Hua Ye saw him lying down, then he climbed onto the bed with peace of mind and fell asleep...

Zuo Nian slept with his clothes on. He couldn't fall asleep. He tossed and turned, and even his breathing became heavier.

I don't know how long it took before he fell into a deep sleep.

As the night deepened, Zuo Nian rarely overslept.

Hua Ye got up from the bed in a daze and was about to pat his face

Zuo Nian grabbed his wrist, and the two of them instinctively started fighting, wrestling back and forth.

"Are you sick? Is it me, Hua Ye?"

Hua Ye was pinned to the ground by him, with his elbow pressing against his neck.

"My arm, you have to compensate me for my arm, it's broken!" Hua Ye cried.

"I didn't mean to!" Zuo Nian hurriedly let go of his hand. "Why don't you light the lamp?"

The candle lit up the whole room, and Hua Ye, with disheveled hair, cursed.

"I just got up and it's too late. Do you really have to push me to the ground? What's more, I'm injured. Help me up!"

Hua Ye stretched out his hand and motioned Zuo Nian to pull her up

The thick big palm wrapped around Hua Ye's white and tender little hand, and Zuo Nian was stunned for a moment as if he had been electrocuted.

"Pull me up!"

"Oh!"

Zuo Nian pulled Hua Ye into his chest with force.

"Brother Zuo Nian, I really doubt whether I have offended you. How could you be so careless? My nose is about to be crooked!"

Hua Ye touched his nose, shook off his hand, and combed his hair a few times and tied it into a high ponytail.

Put on a black and white robe and run out

"I really didn't mean it! Hua Ye!" Zuo Nian chased after him...