The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 299: Ten Miles of Spring Breeze (2)

"What's wrong?" Jiang Nan asked anxiously as soon as his hand touched the kitchen door.

However, Shi Chunfeng, who was already very at a loss because of his anger, now heard his eager tone that was almost guilt-seeking, and was even more aggrieved and on the verge of tears.

No, I have already shed tears.

Big teardrops fell from Shi Chunfeng's eyes, but because she lowered her head and the surrounding light was dark, Jiangnan didn't see her teardrops.

On the contrary, it was because of the way she hugged her finger and saw her bleeding index finger.

Walking quickly towards Shi Chunfeng, the choking smell of green peppers in the air made Jiangnan frowned. It was quite uncomfortable to cut his hands with the blade of the peppers.

He felt sorry for her, but because he was angry with Shi Chunfeng before, he didn't know how to soften his tone now.

"Let me see." He said firmly.

A broad and warm palm wrapped Shi Chunfeng's small and tender hand. When Jiang Nan was looking at the wound, a drop of warm tears fell on his tiger's mouth unexpectedly.

This small teardrop seemed to have dropped a thousand catties, and Jiangnan's heart was extremely painful when it fell on it.

"You..." The young man, who has read a lot of poetry and books, has become dumb at this moment.

However, Shi Chunfeng didn't wait for him to organize his words. She only thought that Jiang Nan hated her for not being able to save his parents, and now she disliked her for not being able to cook a meal, feeling sad and wronged.

This is the first time that the delicate and soft little thing has a temper.

Shaking Jiang Nan's hand away, Shi Chunfeng wiped his tears with his sleeves, and said in a choked and stubborn voice, "Don't worry about it!"

After saying that, Shi Chunfeng sobbed and walked away from the south bank of the river.

For some reason, Jiang Nan, who didn't know how to soften his tone at that time, suddenly became enlightened.

Quickly turning around, Jiang Nan'an waved his long arm and took the soft ball into his arms. Before anyone could struggle, Jiang Nan'an said: "I was wrong."

These three words seemed to have a magical effect, calming down Shi Chunfeng, who had already started to push Jiangnan's arm in his arms.

However, this is obviously a palliative, not a permanent cure. These three words only make
As he spoke, he held up his little finger that was still bleeding, and showed it to Jiangnan.

Looking at the wound, Jiang Nan'an felt more sympathy in his heart. He hugged the person in his arms tightly and walked quickly indoors.

After entering the inner room, I was quiet for a few moments under the strong, strong, and ten spring winds in the south of the Yangtze River.

Feeling the struggle of the person in his arms, Jiang Nan exerted some strength in his arms and hugged her even tighter, resting his chin on her shoulder and neck, and whispered earnestly: "I was wrong, I blamed you. It's my fault, I sent my anger on you, it's me who can't help you."

After saying these words, the person in his arms finally became quiet. Jiang Nan'an hugged her a little tighter. Looking at her small face with tears in the moonlight, her throat tightened.

Her little face was so tender, Jiang Nan even thought of taking a bite.

But, in the end, he just bullied himself and lightly kissed the little soft cat on the face.

Holding him up, Jiang Nan softened his tone, "Can I give you medicine?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Shi Chunfeng, who had just been kissed so sweetly by Jiang Nan that he didn't know why, suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at Jiang Nan.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Nan asked worriedly: "Are you still angry with me? But, if you are angry, you still have to take medicine."

"Well..." With Jiang Nan's gentle, hard-won gaze, it was difficult for Shi Chunfeng to say that her wound had healed.

after all……

Anyway, it is also from the Protoss, such a small wound can bleed for a long time, isn't that a joke?
but!

Shi Chunfeng looked at Jiang Nan's extremely gentle eyes, quietly melted another wound on his finger, and coquettishly whispered in Jiang Nan's ear, "I hurt so much." , Jiang Nan put the person on the chair beside the desk.

A trace of disappointment flashed unnaturally in her big watery eyes, but when Jiang Nan took her little hand, it became shy and nervous.

Squeezing Shi Chunfeng's hand, Jiang Nan took a look, then frowned unconsciously.

After saying, "Sit down first.", Jiang Nan turned around and went outside.

Looking at Jiangnan's back, Shi Chunfeng didn't understand what he was doing, obviously...

Well……

The watery eyes glanced unnaturally at the wardrobe next to the bed, and Shi Chunfeng thought: Obviously, the medicine box is here!
Within half a cup of tea, Jiang Nan came back again, and what he was holding dispelled Shi Chunfeng's doubts, it was a handkerchief.

Moreover, looking at the white mist rising on the handkerchief, it must have been soaked in hot water.

Holding the handkerchief and walking towards Shi Chunfeng, Jiangnan clearly saw a trace of fear and panic in Shi Chunfeng's eyes, and his soft little body moved back secretly, as if he could stay away from the handkerchief.

It was really stupid. This action made Jiang Nan unconsciously think of the hen that was feeding in his backyard. When he was caught, he was the same way, cowardly and scared.

There was a sneer from the corner of his mouth, Jiang Nan couldn't hold back his poisonous tongue after all, he squeezed the handkerchief, looked at Shi Chunfeng, and said sneeringly: "Now I know it hurts? Why didn't I know it when I was cutting vegetables?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and took Shi Chunfeng's injured hand.

Looking nervously at the handkerchief in Jiang Nan'an's hand, Shi Chunfeng swallowed and retorted timidly: "Then, before I entered the kitchen, I didn't know that I would cut my hand!"

Hearing this, the handkerchief that was gradually approaching Shi Chunfeng's wound stopped suddenly, Jiang Nan raised his head, and looked at Shi Chunfeng's pitiful expression of nervousness and fear that he didn't have time to stop because he didn't expect to raise his head suddenly.

It's obviously very cute, it's obviously so cute that it makes people's hearts melt.

However, Jiang Nan'an inexplicably had the bad intention of bullying her.

With a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Nan said: "You still don't know your cooking skills? Huh?"

When he said "Huh?", Jiang Nan'an used his hand hard and pressed the still warm handkerchief directly onto Shi Chunfeng's wound.

Then, before Shi Chunfeng could react, he quickly wiped the wound and turned around in a surprisingly indifferent manner.

After he put the handkerchief back into the copper basin, he heard the late spring breeze in the room making a full-hearted, delicate and lovely cry of pain.

This cry of pain, to Jiangnan's ears, is simply not too beautiful.

The mood suddenly improved a lot, and Jiang Nan even whistled.

However, when he reached the door, he still very wisely stopped whistling, leaving only a cold look on his face.

Glancing coldly at the stool, hugging one of his little fingers, teary and silently complaining about his ten spring breeze, Jiang Nan turned his gaze indifferently, and walked straight to the closet.

When Jiang Nan took the wound medicine and turned around, Shi Chunfeng's face was still so pitiful that tears were streaming down his face, and...

(End of this chapter)