Chapter 1163 Desperate (7)

Yun Si sat by the hard bed and waited for a while.

Soon, he came in from the door, carrying a basin of water.

The pot is also made of wood, the workmanship is very rough, it can barely be used as a water container, and the appearance is not good.

Yun Si watched him squat down and began to treat the injury on her foot.

This time the movement was lighter, avoiding her wound.

The squeamish official lady looked at him quietly and blinked.

"Hello... what's your name?"

Her feet rested on his lap, revealing her straight, white calf.

A strong, strong man with a hand bigger than her feet.

Hands as black as tree roots, washed her feet bit by bit.

The tough bronze face was expressionless, as if she hadn't heard her question.

The injured official lady didn't seem to feel embarrassed, she put her hands on the side of the bed and stared at him.

The voice is like cotton, softly whispering: "My name is Yunsi, I came here as a refugee, and I was separated from my family."

"I've walked a long way and haven't eaten in days, do you have something to eat? Can I get some from you?"

He raised his eyelids and glanced at her without emotion.

The squeamish girl is dirty all over, and her face is covered with dirt.

Only those eyes are really beautiful, amazingly bright.

Lonely like this, dare to knock on a house with only strange men.

I don't know whether to say that she is too simple, or that she has no vigilance at all.

He washed her feet clean, revealing the original white, soft and pink complexion.

The soles of the feet were covered with blood, there were half-broken blood blisters, and even some broken gravel stuck in the flesh.

He stared fixedly, expressionless.

Pull out a simple medicine box from under the bed and open it.

"Gu~"

A small sound came from her stomach.

The man had a meal.

The lady from the official family, who had never experienced hardship in her life, lowered her head and silently rubbed her stomach.

Biting his lip slightly, he didn't speak.

The eyelash feathers trembled, like fragile flower buds in the wind and rain, warm and white and beautiful, but extremely soft and weak.

There is a sense of silent and delicate fragility.

He raised his eyes to look at her, his brows and eyes were hard and deep.

Pausing for a moment, he stood up and walked to the cabinet in the corner.

He took out a large kettle from inside, and a large portion of things wrapped in lotus leaves.

placed on her lap, and then squatted down again.

Tall and strong body, strong hormonal breath.

Such a man like a giant's iron arm was expressionless, and treated her wound without saying a word.

Take out the tweezers from the medicine box, sterilize her with medicinal wine, and then pull out the stone trapped in her flesh.

The movements were swift, before Yun Si felt the pain, she saw that he had already picked out the gravel.

Tiny blood came out slowly.

She looked down at the lotus leaf-wrapped thing, opened it, and found that it was a fluffy, sweet and fragrant big white steamed bun.

It still smells like meat.

She froze for a moment, her eyes brightened slightly.

Look at the man who is helping her with the wound, and at the kettle next to her.

The next second, she ate it unceremoniously.

The food looks delicate, but the speed is not slow.

When she ate fresh meat, she shrank her toes happily and couldn't help moving.

Eyes slightly bent, looking at him brightly.

"It's delicious, did you make this?"

"..." The muscular man held her foot, his tone weak.

"Be quiet."

(end of this chapter)