C28 A Slow Knife Is Better than a Quick Knife

Don't you dare touch him?

In this world, there was probably no one more daring than her!

Pei Jingyuan expressionlessly handed the silver needle back to her.

Yan Liang nervously put it away. She tilted her head and looked at Little Duo. It had already retreated to a place three meters away. It curled its claws and laid on the ground. Its head was lowered, and it seemed to be well-behaved after making a mistake.

"Little Duo!"

"Little Duo La!"

Pei Jinchen ran over quickly, shouting until his throat was somewhat dry and hoarse.

Hearing the little master's call, little Duo La's ears moved. She tilted her head and wanted to get up to welcome him, but as if she was worried about Pei Jingyuan's existence, her body only half-propped up and did not leave the place.

There was blood on the ground, and some of little Doraemon's snow white fur was also stained. Pei Jinchen stopped in his tracks and looked at Pei Jingyuan and Yan Liang with guilt and self-blame.

"Daddy..." Pei Jinchen called out in a low voice and unconsciously grabbed the hem of his shirt.

"I've already heard about tonight's matter from the maid. I'll settle the accounts with you later after ordering the kitchen." Pei Jingyuan's face was gloomy and he said coldly, "Come here and apologize to Auntie Yan!"

Pei Jinchen did not move.

Pei Jingyuan narrowed his eyes and his aura was oppressive. "Come here!"

Pei Jinchen shrugged his shoulders and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

He lowered his head and could not see his expression clearly. However, he was sure that Chen Baobao must have been scared to tears.

Yan Liang's lips moved. Just as she was about to open her mouth to plead for Pei Jinchen, a voice sounded out before her.

"Aiya..." Ling Qianyun walked over to protect Pei Jinchen and said, "This is also not a matter of life or death. Baby Chen knows that he is wrong. Don't be angry with him. He is so small, how can he withstand your intimidation."

"Alright, alright, Baby Chen, be good. You are crying. Uncle Ling's heart aches. " Ling Qianyun bent down and patted Pei Jinchen's head. He said gently, "Uncle will bring you back to your room to rest. Let's forget about what happened tonight for now. Calm down, calm down. We will talk about the rest tomorrow. "

After he finished speaking, he was going to carry Pei Jinchen and leave.

However, Pei Jinchen suddenly broke free from his embrace and ran to Pei Jingyuan. He raised his head, his eyes were red, and there were still tears on his face.

Yan Liang pushed the man's chest and wanted to get down.

However, Pei Jingyuan folded his arms and said in a low voice with a frown, "Don't move!"

Yan Liang,... ""

She felt that she looked like the stepmother of the little white lotus.

It was really...

Yan Liang did not wait for Pei Jinchen to apologize. She waved her hand with a smile and said, "It's fine. It's not your fault. It's Auntie's fault. She should not have come here and disturbed your little pet."

Just as she finished speaking, Pei Jinchen's tears immediately fell.

Yan Liang's heart trembled. She was flustered and helpless. "What's wrong? Don't cry... That, Auntie promises you that she will never come close to this side again, okay? "

Pei Jinchen held his tears in his eyes. When he got closer, the color of blood on Yan Liang's shoulder became even clearer.

He kept sobbing and said, "Daddy, you can teach me a lesson tomorrow. You can lock me up and do whatever you want. Hurry up and take me... Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu..."

Even someone as strong as Pei Jinchen could not complete his sentence. He covered his eyes and started bawling.

He didn't apologize because he felt that the apology was too light.

However, he could not bear to let his daddy send little Duo La away and punish her physically...

He really didn't know what to do with such a dilemma. He could only cry to vent his emotions.

Pei Jingyuan realized that Pei Jinchen was crying because of his self-blame. His expression eased up a lot. He said to Ling Qianyun, who was anxiously passing tissues to Chen Bao, "Take Jinchen to wash his face and send him to the main building."

"Ah?" Ling Qianyun said angrily and said, "No way. Chen Baobao is already like this. Don't make things difficult for him to go to your side!"

Pei Jingyuan ignored him and walked very far away.

Ling Qianyun's face was ashen. He had been his brother for so many years. He had really misjudged him. For a woman, even his own son...

His sleeve was pulled, and when he turned around, he saw Pei Jinchen's wet eyes.

"What's wrong with Chen Baobao?" Ling Qianyun showed a pained expression.

"Go wash your face." Pei Jinchen's voice was hoarse, but his eyes were firm. "Send me back to the main building."

... "?"

"Hiss -"

Yan Liang's clothes were half undone, revealing her shoulder as she sat by the bed. Every time the man sprinkled medicine on the wound, it was as if the medicine was free of charge. It stuck a thick layer on the wound, causing her to gasp in pain.

Pei Jingyuan's injured movement stopped. Looking at Yan Liang who was covered in sweat from the pain, he pressed his lower lip and put the medicine on the bedside table. He got up and said, "I'll go and call a maid to help you apply the medicine."

"Hey," Yan Liang held the man's hand and said weakly, "A slow knife is better than a quick one. Lord Third, please give me a quick death!"

... ""

Helpless, Pei Jingyuan sat back down and picked up the medicine bottle again.

Although Yan Liang said so, he still subconsciously relaxed his movements this time. When he sprinkled the medicine, he did not directly sprinkle it on the wound, but on the edge to let the medicine slowly seep through.

Following the maturation of the man's dressing technique, Yan Liang also felt much better.

She loosened her tightly pursed lips and tilted her head to look over.

Under the cool light, the man's face was half-covered by the bangs on his forehead. His slender fingers were holding the porcelain bottle. His serious and cautious demeanor was very charming.

Yan Liang accidentally fell into a trance until Pei Jingyuan had already given her medicine and instructed her not to take a shower for two weeks. Only then did she forcefully withdraw her gaze from the man.

How many lifetimes had she not seen a man? It was too embarrassing!

"Oh, okay. I got it." Yan Liang quickly replied, "Thank you."

"You are welcome."

Pei Jingyuan squatted in front of her and calmly helped her tidy her clothes.

Yan Liang panicked and held the man's hand that was holding her undershirt shoulder belt. With a flushed face, she said, "I will do it myself!"

"You are my wife."

In other words, she was his whole body, let alone this degree of touch.

Yan Liang was stunned for a moment.

Thinking back to that day when she was drunk and took the initiative to sacrifice herself, what was the point of pretending to be pure now?

Thinking until here, Yan Liang put down her hands and did not open her eyes. It was just pulling on her shoulder belt, it was fine...

"Sigh!"

She felt that her shoulder belt was not pulled down but was pulled down.

Yan Liang could not stay calm. She held the man's hand again and stared at him angrily.

... "You are injured on your shoulder. It is inevitable that your shoulder belt will be pulled to the wound. You might as well take it off."

The woman in front of him could arouse his desire, but it was not to the extent of wanting her under such circumstances. Who did she think he was?

... "" Yan Liang said awkwardly, "I will take it off myself. Third Master, please go downstairs and pour me a cup of water!"

Pei Jingyuan, who had been ordered around for no reason, was slightly stunned. After a few seconds of silence, he finally got up and left the bedroom.

The moment the door closed, Yan Liang covered her forehead and took a deep breath. She let out a long sigh.

In the future, she absolutely could not stare at a man's face for more than three seconds!

Otherwise, her intelligence would plummet in a straight line!