domestic hell grinder

Ling An stretched Yin Zhao's eyelids and inspected for a while, then conjured up a white silk: "Although I can't see it anymore, it's better not to be stimulated by anything these few days, let's cover it up."

After Yin Zhao took it, he blinked several times: "Is it alright?"

"I think it can, but the eyes are on yours, it's up to you."

Yue Ling picked up the blindfolding white silk in Yin Zhao's hand, and wrapped it around it for him without saying a word.

"Ah——" Yin Zhao's head tilted back following Yue Ling's knotting movement, "Take it easy."

Seeing this, Ling An let out a chuckle, with warm eyes, and said: "You two seem to have fun, I'll go out first."

Yue Ling glanced at Ling An, but still didn't say anything, just straightened Yin Zhao's head, and his movements were lighter.

Before Ling An left, he grabbed Su Yue who had been watching silently: "Let's go, I'm in the way of the young couple."

"Zhao Zhao, I'm sorry, my brother has always been troublesome." Su Yue frowned lightly.

Yin Zhao smiled: "It wasn't him who hurt me, it was the broken lamp."

Ling An simply pulled her away: "Okay, I don't blame you."

After coming out, Su Yue didn't hide her worry: "Ling An, do you think his eyes can really heal?"

Ling An's reaction was completely different from before: "I'm just trying to appease Yue Ling, I'm afraid that if he really conflicts with the committee, he will be in big trouble."

"Yue Ling, Yue Ling," Yin Zhao called him repeatedly, "Speak up, I don't even know if you're there if you don't."

"As for the eyes, although I can't adapt to strong light, even if I get hurt, I can heal myself." Yue Ling finally spoke.

Yin Zhao deliberately put on aggrieved tone: "You think I shouldn't help you?"

Yue Ling paused, then slowly moved his right hand down the back of his neck, and pressed it gently: "No, thank you."

The back of the neck was a little icy, causing Yin Zhao to tremble slightly, but the next moment he felt a warm current slowly seeping into his body.

"Is it better?" Yue Ling asked.

"Okay, okay," Yin Zhao's lips gradually curved, "come in front of me."

"Huh?" Yue Ling was stunned.

"Come here." Yin Zhao already had an idea in his heart, after all, it was such a great opportunity to be injured, it seemed a bit of a disadvantage not to make further progress.Anyway, Yue Ling wouldn't be serious with himself at this time.

Bai Ling concealed Yin Zhao's sly look, and when he put his fingers on Yue Ling's cheek, he still hadn't reacted.

"What are you doing?" Yue Ling couldn't help but froze when he noticed that Yin Zhao's fingers were moving unscrupulously across his face.

"I heard that when the eyes are blind, the sense of touch will be particularly sensitive. Let me see if this is the case. Do you think it is really possible to imagine a person's appearance through the induction of fingers?" Yin Zhao said nonsense seriously.But his fingers still didn't stop, lingering slowly on his cheeks, the tip of his nose, and finally his lips.

"Yin Zhao," Yue Ling's thin lips parted slightly, always sticking to his fingertips, "You—"

Yin Zhaoben was a little nervous, and quickly moved his finger away when he heard it, and finally tapped Yue Ling's long eyelashes lightly, playing happily.

...where's the fun?Yue Ling was deeply puzzled.That's all, it's always the injured, so it can't be true.

Satisfied, Yin Zhao finally let go of his hand. In order not to give Yue Ling time to react, he deliberately opened a new topic: "The boss seems to be difficult, is it amazing?"

"After all, he is the person who holds the power in Xia City, so today is considered normal. He thought I was deliberately provoking."

"How could he know about your eyes? He even put the lamp on purpose."

"He doesn't know, we haven't had much contact before. He seems to really want to light up, so he didn't continue to do it after seeing you blind."

Except for you, whoever keeps my eyes on me all day is prone to accidents.Yue Ling looked at him with complicated eyes.

Yin Zhao naturally couldn't notice Yue Ling's strangeness. He raised his hand and tapped Yue Ling's arm: "Will the committee come to trouble us again?"

"Probably not. This time, neither side can get along well. It's just that it will be more difficult for us to come to Xiacheng in the future."

"Oh, I've already thought about the future. We don't have a clue how we will go back here."

"There is always a way, don't worry," Yue Ling turned his gaze out of the window, "I don't know how Yue Ye is?"

"I don't think anyone can bully Yue Ye," Yin Zhao thought for a while, "Except for Teddy, who kicks people whenever he can. I don't know if Mao was caught or not."

"That's right." Yue Ling turned his head sideways.

Yin Zhao had an idea: "Yue Ling, do you still have money? Do you want to send a message to Yue Ye so that he can buy another one and drive it here?"

Yue Ling looked at him faintly: "It's not worth buying a disposable model for [-] million, right?"

Yin Zhao suddenly remembered the scrapped plane, so he quickly changed the topic: "I think it's okay to stay here for a long time, and it's not too late to go back when my eyesight recovers." After speaking, he took advantage of the opportunity to rub the white silk own eyes.

"Don't toss it." Yue Ling forcibly broke Yin Zhao's hand off

Yin Zhao smiled happily, but when he was about to say something, Yue Ling suddenly interrupted: "Did Su Chi... say anything strange to you or do... anything strange?" about?"

Yin Zhao wanted to test Yue Ling, so he slapped his head: "Yes! He always looks at me strangely, asking who I look like, who is it? It seems to be—"

"Yin Zhao," Yue Ling frowned slightly, "It's all a fool. He has lived a long time, and he has already figured out how to lie to people who are not experienced in the world."

"Really? Why do I feel that what he said is sincere, and his eyes are still wet." Yin Zhao continued to talk nonsense.

"To cheat sympathy."

"Then what do you think he wants to do?" Yin Zhaoming asked knowingly.

Yue Ling hesitated, and said, "I don't know. But don't talk to him from now on."

Yin Zhao leaned over to get closer to Yue Ling: "I think others are strong and sinister, but they don't mean anything to me, and they don't seem to be that annoying."

Yue Ling pressed his shoulders, exerting a little force on his knuckles: "Do you want to be caught again?"

"No, no, no," Yin Zhao denied repeatedly when he saw that the momentum was not good, "Less communication and contact."

"It's no communication or contact."

Yin Zhao promised seriously: "I received it, I promise to live up to your concern." He bit the word 'concern' a little bit harder.

Yue Ling casually knocked him on the head with the back of his hand: "It's because every time you are taken away, I have to work hard to find you back."

Yin Zhao's eyebrows twitched: "Yes, yes, it's my fault."

"Hey, don't go." Yin Zhao noticed Yue Ling getting up, and quickly grabbed him.

"I'm going to drink water."

"Oh." Yin Zhao let go of his hands in a smug manner.

The water was a little hot, and Yue Ling slightly raised his eyes to look at Yin Zhao when he was shaking the cup.

...the arc of the corner of the mouth is still drooping.

"Yin Zhao," Yue Ling handed the cup over, "It's very hot, you hold it, and give it to me when it's cold."

The curvature of Yin Zhao's mouth returned to normal, and he took it over: "Sit down."

Yue Ling seemed to have noticed something, and frowned slightly: "Are you afraid of something?"

"I can't see it. Of course I'm afraid. If I'm not paying attention, I might not even notice someone dangling a knife in front of me."

Yue Ling thought for a while: "I try not to leave."

"How much is the best possible?"

"At least you won't notice."

"you……"

"Okay, since you can't see anything anyway, you might as well go to sleep now."

"...Actually, are you sleepy?" After Yin Zhao finished speaking, he noticed that Yue Ling seemed to be silent.

"I do not have."

"Yue Ling," Yin Zhao continued to push forward, "I want to take a bath."

Yue Ling didn't react for a while: "Go and wash."

Yin Zhao raised his hand to touch the silky white in front of his eyes: "I can't see anything here, I'll have to fall a lot."

Yue Ling was slightly startled, and said slowly: "You mean... I will help you?"

"Ah, why didn't I think of this idea? I'm so stupid." Yin Zhao's tone was full of surprise.

"Yue Ling?" Yin Zhao didn't wait for Yue Ling's answer, and called him with a frown.

However, after a while, there was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly for a while.

When Yue Ling came to help Yin Zhao, he immediately returned to his usual expression.

Yin Zhao squeezed Yue Ling's wrist tightly with his knuckles, revealing an obvious sense of insecurity.

"The ground is not slippery, you can walk with confidence." Yue Ling said.

"Ah—" Before Yue Ling finished speaking, Yin Zhao couldn't stop the scene, so he really shook.

As expected, it fell on Yue Ling.

Yue Ling sighed imperceptibly: "Okay, this floor is slippery."

Yue Ling continued, "The bathtub is thirty centimeters to your left."

Yin Zhao stretched out his feet cautiously, and only after touching the wall of the vat did he easily release the hand that was holding on to Yue Ling.

"The bath towels and clothes are on the table next to the bathtub. The side you can directly touch is the front side. Don't wear them backwards."

"You can help me." Yin Zhao gritted his teeth and murmured.

Yue Ling didn't hear clearly: "Huh? What can I do?"

Yin Zhao shook his head, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one with his hands, and when he was groping where to put it down, someone took it.

"Call me if you have something to do, go out first." Yue Ling's footsteps were gradually blocked outside the door.

Yin Zhao stepped into the warm water depressedly, thinking seriously about what kind of food Yue Ling should eat.

Yue Ling also thought seriously that Yin Zhao should not have finished washing so quickly, after all, he deliberately turned up the water temperature.Then I can... lie on the bed and squint for a while.Just for a while.

In a daze, Yue Ling dreamed that someone put his legs on him, and it was heavy.

He turned slightly sideways, his chin touched a head of fluffy hair.