A Love Affair Between Worlds

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"The clothes are dry, I'll get them for you." . He leapt to his feet. Looked down at her.

It was only then that Nin vaguely remembered what had happened last night and looked up in shock. The already upright body. Standing in front of her, she felt a great mountain erected before her. Towering over her.

Standing straight in front of her. A glimpse of her bare, fragrant shoulders. White and delicate. He couldn't help but wrinkle his brow. "Keep the covers on so you don't catch a chill."

"What's wrong with her again?" She shouted. Naturally, it did not escape the attention of the other person in the room. It was only then that Namek came to find out what was going on.

The person has not yet entered the room. The view is blocked by a tall figure.

Namek is confused for a moment. Tried to take a step closer. Instead, his body was blocked in the doorway.

"Nothing... you. You. Why are you up here?" He was stunned. The words stuttered a little. Apparently, Namek's presence had startled him that little bit.

At least that much. Namek has felt it.

"Come on, Lin Xiaonian. Don't shout if you're okay, okay. Xia Bingyang can take it, but I'm going crazy." She was last night. Too capable of tossing and turning. Mingde swore. If he himself was drinking with Lin Xiaonian. Himself would take her surname.

Namek's whiny words still come out clearly, word for word. Even against a wall of people.

The floor was on her. Bowing her head in shame. Feeling more embarrassed about herself.

"Go on down. There's nothing going on here." He exited the room in a hurry. With a smooth pull. The door to the room was closed with a loud bang. The movement was swift. The angry Namek froze. Half a second did not react.

"Is she really all right? It looked to me like she was sitting on the floor." Outside the door. Namek's voice could still be heard clearly.

Nin shrinks up. Propped up on the floor. Back on the bed again.

So close. What a shame today. Luckily only Brother Bing Yang saw it. Otherwise. There's really a reason to burrow in the ground.

A big, fluffy bed feels different. Xiao Nian lies comfortably on it, her elbow still hurts a little from the miso she just received. She gently stroked the injury. It was already slightly bruised. Xiaonian frowned. She lamented that it was going to hurt for a few more days.

"Knock knock." There was a knock at the door.

"It's me, Nin." A low voice. As soon as Nin heard it, he knew it was Ice Ocean.

"Come in."

The athletic body pushes through the door. A pink shirt in his hand. With sky blue stripes, Nin remembers wearing it himself yesterday.

"Get dressed and come down," he said, casually handing her the dress, only to see the bruise on her elbow when he turned his head for a moment. "What happened to your hand ?"

"Oh. Just. Hit the floor." She told the truth. There was no need to hide it from him.

"Get dressed and hurry down." He said again. The thick, dark sword brows wrinkled absently. Then, turning around, he exited the room.

Is Brother Bing Yang angry?

Nin looked at his shirt in frustration. A confused look on his face. The look on his face just now. She saw it for real. Indeed.

He is angry!

"Namek. Do you have any ointment at home? For traumas ." The man had not yet come downstairs. The despondent voice was already out.

In the living room, Namek doesn't even look up. Eating his breakfast on his own. "Yes, it's in the kitchen drawer, what do you want the ointment for?" He didn't answer. Only then did Nade look up. He was long gone.

He was in the kitchen. Was struggling to rummage through the medicine cabinet. There was no time to answer questions.

"It's in that drawer." Namek leaned languidly against the doorframe. His jaw crossed to the right. Told him straight away. With that. A handsome face sank, "It's not like your body reacted today because you were hit yesterday, is it?"

He was hit by something. It'll probably have to be stored in Namek's brain for a while.

"You think I'm you, slow on everything. It's Nin, she just hit it." Namek's imagination had always been rich. He admitted it. As a child, Namek had told him. Grow up to be a world class designer. It was just that so much of it was no longer self-contained. The wind blows the clouds away.

"Is she all right?" Flashing past his athletic frame. Namek hesitated slightly, "I say why is she sitting on the floor. She's too capable of causing trouble, too... Ha Bing Yang, you have a tough responsibility."

His deep dark eyes just loach at Namek. Not to reply. With a selection of ointments in hand, he turned and exited the kitchen.

At this moment. Everything downstairs in the close up view of the young year is fully collected. Of course. Including what Namek said.

"Brother Bing Yang, I'm sorry." An apology was necessary. Xiao Nian understood.

The sudden words startled the men downstairs. One after another, they raised their eyes to look at her.

"It's all my fault. Yesterday. I shouldn't have drunk. Made it so difficult for you and the famous chief." Guilt hung her head. Her voice was getting lower and lower.

"It's not me who's in trouble. I'm just borrowing a bed for you to lie on." Namek deliberately stretched his tone. It was followed by a teasing, "Your Bing Yang brother was worse off last night."

Nyo's words made Nyo blame himself even more. She stood frowning in her place. Her big, watery eyes twinkled incessantly. They could not be calmed.

"You come down first." Summer Bing-Yang's low, wraith-like voice was cast at her. At Namek's words. Ice Ocean seemed to agree. Sexy sharp lips curved up. Radiant as the sun after the rain. Eye-catching.

Walk faithfully to the table. Xia Bingyang gave a tug on his upper arm. The brown high stool scraped across the wooden floor. It was dragged out. "Here, sit here ."

Nin looked embarrassed and was ready to be lectured. He dawdled a few times. He had no choice but to give in.

"Put your hands out." Tight eyes were fixed on her. It made Nin wince.

Xiao Nian's already apprehensive heart. He was so disturbed by Xia Bingyang's loach. It was even more disturbed.

Seeing no half-hearted response from her, he took it. He grabbed her with his big palm. Took her slim wrist. Pulled it straight to his face. Then, opening the medicine chest. Took out the ointment and rubbed it on her.

The movements are gentle with a sense of urgency.