The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

Yan Qing's steps were fast, with some eagerness, as he struggled forward in the crowded crowd.

Yan Qing didn't know what he was anxious about, he was just very scared, even though Zhou Mo didn't say a word, he seemed to have been completely rejected.

When Zhou Mo came back to his senses, Yan Qing had already come to the front.

Obviously he has taken care of the person better, but this back is reflected in Zhou Mo's eyes, but it is extraordinarily thin.

Zhou Mo still hadn't recovered, but his body had instinctively chased after Yan Qing, almost without his control, he had strode after Yan Qing and grabbed his wrist.

Yan Qing walked too hastily, was dragged by the sudden force, and fell backwards with an unstable center of gravity.

There was almost no doubt that Zhou Mo would catch him in the next second, but Yan Qing felt resentful in his heart, so he struggled to break away from Zhou Mo's hand.

Zhou Mo looked at Yan Qing who had fallen to the side, his heart tightened, and he quickly wanted to pull him, but Yan Qing didn't lift his head, turned a blind eye to the hand that was handed in front of him, and stubbornly got up on the ground.

"...Qing'er?" Zhou Mo frowned and took a step forward.

Yan Qing took a step back, never raising his head, "It's nothing, I'm not careful enough."

Zhou Mo looked at Yan Qing's hand hanging on one side, the palm was ground with bloodstains on the gravel, he didn't resist Gu Yanqing, he directly pulled him to his side, holding up his wrist, "Why do you push me away?" ?”

Instinct firmly protected him, but Yan Qing broke away from him.

Zhou Mo was depressed, and before he recovered from what happened just now, he was irritated by Yan Qing's deliberate refusal, "You like to see blood?"

Yan Qing was already feeling uncomfortable, but just in time with Zhou Mo's tone, his face was as pale as paper, and his tears could no longer be restrained, "Ah Mo, why do you want to control me? It doesn't matter if you see blood or your hands are useless. My own business."

Yan Qing tried to pull his hand, but did not move at all. He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Mo, and then saw a deep, Yan Qing turned his head, "Let go."

Zhou Mo lowered his eyes, and gently stroked Xia Yanqing's wrist with his fingertips.

"How can I ignore it?" Zhou Mo's voice was low, "I've gained weight a little bit."

Facing the sadness and protest expressed by Yan Qing for the first time, Zhou Mo was a little at a loss, but after he went through the previous conversation between the two of them, some hidden thoughts seemed to clear away and become clear stand up.

Zhou Mo was still a little uncertain in his heart, but now seeing the injury on Yan Qing's hand, Zhou Mo still planned to postpone asking.

He avoided Yan Qing's wound, carefully pulled his wrist and led the person to the hospital, "Get the medicine first."

Yan Qing didn't make a sound and didn't struggle anymore, the sadness in his eyes was suppressed by him.

The doctor sitting in the medical center was a very old woman. She was seriously copying the prescription when she saw a shadow suddenly covering her.

She didn't lift her head, "Sit down, what's the disease?"

Zhou Mo pressed Yan Qing on the chair, took the man's hand and placed it in front of the woman. He pondered over his words and said, "There are many wounds, the blood is bleeding, it's very scary."

The doctor stopped writing, and was shocked by Zhou Mo's alarmist tone and sat up straight. As soon as she looked up, she saw the so-called "bloody, very terrifying" wound.

The doctor choked, and said, "...don't lie to me, wait a little longer, the wound should heal."

Zhou Mo said seriously, "I don't want to wait for these hours, Qing'er's physique is very delicate, and the wound healed quickly."

It is true to say so, but the doctor didn't know about Yan Qing's special constitution, so he frowned, "Just go and get the abrasion medicine, there is no need to come to see a doctor."

Seeing Zhou Mo's unreasonable appearance, the doctor couldn't help snorting, "The world is getting worse, look at this bewitched dazed look, I really don't know what to say."

Zhou Mo never liked to quarrel with others, so he just didn't bother to talk to her, took the medicine and wiped Yan Qing on the spot.

In the past, Yan Qing must have been either hot-faced by the doctor or scalded by Zhou Mo's actions, but now, he looked down at Zhou Mo's serious and focused appearance, and the sadness in his heart became more intense.

Zhou Mo also noticed Yan Qing's depression, he relaxed his movements and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Qing suppressed the look in her eyes, and said softly, "Ah Mo, don't waste money."

If you marry in the future, you will be scolded by your wife.

Zhou Mo responded again and again, but after he finished, he added, "I can still support Qing'er."

The two delayed for too long, and when they arrived at the driver's place, the driver had already sold out all the dishes, and he was in a good mood, so he stayed and waited for the two of them for a while.

The three of them drove all the way to the village, and the coachman happily sang in front of them.

Zhou Mo looked at the crude cart that could not block too much sight, and then at Yan Qing who was staring at the palm of his hand with downcast eyes. Although he felt that the current atmosphere was very inappropriate, and there was the particularly noisy singing of the coachman, but I can no longer see Yan Qing continue to be sad.

Zhou Mo reached out and gently touched the corners of Yan Qing's eyes. The redness after crying has not subsided, and Zhou Mo felt a little warm when touched, "Qing'er."

Zhou Mo called out to Yan Qing softly.

Yan Qing was shocked all over, and buried her head even lower.

Zhou Mo sighed, his fingers slid down, came to the man's chin, and gently lifted his cheek, "Why do you always want me to guess your mind?"

Yan Qing pursed her lips and said nothing, and did not dare to meet his gaze.

"I didn't have time to answer the question you asked me earlier. I wanted to explain it to you earlier, but a certain restless person never gave me a chance. He left me and ran first, and pushed me away. I fell off my ass..."

"This guy who rubs medicine and drives the car, finally sneaked away, but you don't listen to me again? Qing'er, am I too spoiled by you?"

Yan Qing didn't know what he had thought of, and the look in his eyes became a little bit slumped.

Speaking of this, Yan Qing still can't turn the corner, and Zhou Mo is really helpless, but he can't say it now, let's not say that his feelings for Yan Qing are not that deep yet, Just because the coachman sang and ruined the atmosphere before, Zhoumo was not interested.

Zhou Mo exerted a little force on his hand, forcing Yan Qing to stop thinking wildly, and then continued, "I'll answer the question you asked me earlier, what do you think? Don't think so much, I don't need to judge other people's affairs. .”

"As for whether I mind or not, if that delicate little husband and wife are you, I certainly won't mind."

Yan Qing visibly froze for a moment, and suddenly went to look at Zhou Mo, the panic, shock, joy and disbelief that Zhou Mo didn't miss anything.

But Zhou Mo felt a little troubled seeing this.

...It's true that he doesn't mind, but does he mind if he gets this round? Yan Qing will return to the palace in a short time.

Just thinking back to those episodes of Gong Dou in the TV series, Zhou Mo felt a headache for no reason.Chaotang, that's a place where people can kill without blinking an eye. Besides, men are not allowed to be officials in this world.

There was light in Yan Qing's eyes, and he stared straight at Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo's heart was softened by this look full of expectation, how blind did he have to be to not notice Yan Qing's appearance?

He also didn't want to think about the future, so he just jokingly said, "Good Qinger, your wife has been coaxing you like this, should you calm down?"

Yan Qing's blushing blushing came back again, this time from head to toe, his face was as red as the veil in his hand, "I don't have a wife..."

Zhou Mo thought about it carefully, and said, "Then why not a good brother?"

Yan Qing: "..."

Yan Qing no longer wanted to be poor with others, so she took off the veil and covered her eyes to her chin, not wanting to see this frivolous person in front of her at all.

But who knew that Zhou Mopian gently lifted the lower end of the veil with his fingertips again, and he didn't completely uncover it, but just in front of his eyes, jokingly said, "Why, Qing'er hates getting married now?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the gods for a cute mine, baji!

Thanks to Tsing Yi x5, Examiner ax3, and Lin Muyang x1 for the nutrient solution, I love you so much! ! !

ps: The author who wants to rack his brains to reply to all comments every day said that some of them are really bad and won’t reply after replying to QWQ, hahaha, there are also things like punching cards and flowers, cheering [There are also reminders, and I won’t reply, hahahahaha 】

I know I'm short today, lying flat and beaten