Fu Yun's deep eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to get up.
But the strength of that hand was surprisingly strong, preventing him from moving.
Ying Zijin raised his head, glanced at him, and said three words this time: "Don't move."
She lowered her head again, holding a silver needle in her other hand, and the tip of the needle shuttled through several acupuncture points.
It was as if what she was holding was not a person, but a piece of embroidery.
"Little friend" Fu Yun raised his brows deeply, and smiled at the end, "Are you taking advantage of this openly?"
As soon as this sentence was finished, another silver needle fell and pierced into another acupuncture point of his.
The hand strength is obviously stronger than before.
Fu Yunshen hissed lightly and fell silent.
He quite believed that if he said anything else, his children would probably send him away with a single shot.
The kind that doesn't show mercy at all, it's useless to look at the face.
As time passed, Fu Yunshen's body went from tense to relaxed.
After a while, he lowered his eyes.
Both of them were sitting on the ground, but the difference in height was not much different from when they were standing.
The girl's head only reached his chin, and during the process of giving him the needles, the soft hair would graze his face from time to time.
From this angle, Fu Yunshen could see her long eyelashes and creamy skin.
It is almost transparent in color, with a faint glint of light, which makes people reluctant to look away.
Even with two layers of clothes separated, there is still a clear temperature.
Her hands were icy, and her fingertips felt cool.
Fu Yun moved his hand deeply, and finally lifted it up, and tied the drooping hair behind her ears for her.
He coughed lightly, and swallowed the slightly fishy sweetness in his throat.
He was shot on purpose.
I used to do this often before, just bandaging it casually, and at most, I would wake up after being in a coma for a few hours.
He is used to being alone.
This is the first time that someone will appear at this point in time to heal him.
Fu Yunshen suddenly smiled.
After completely stopping the blood, Ying Zijin took out a clean gauze, took off the blood-stained gauze, and wrapped it around him again.
She knew he would appear here, but she didn't know why he was alone.
She can also feel his strength, otherwise she wouldn't have been in contact with him for so long, and she wouldn't be able to figure out his deep information.
So this is the weirdest part.
But Ying Zijin didn't ask, and she didn't care about it.
After dozens of seconds, she let him go.
The voice was cold and calm, without the slightest fluctuation: "Okay."
Fu Yun put his hands on the ground deeply, ready to stand up by himself.
The cold hand pressed his arm again and helped him up.
She supported him with half of her body.
It's like helping an old man.
When he realized this, Fu Yun supported the wall deeply, straightened his waist, and still looked lazy: "Little friend, your brother and I, it's not like we can't walk this far."
He didn't lie, his self-healing ability is indeed very strong, far surpassing that of ordinary people.
From customs all the way to the present, the wound has healed a lot.
Calculating the time, it will be fully recovered by tomorrow without leaving any scars.
That's why he chose to get injured.
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment, but let him go.
Fu Yunshen didn't ask her why she came back at this time. He coughed a few times and turned his head: "Yaoyao, you have nothing to say?"
"Yes." Ying Zijin looked at him and nodded, "It feels good."
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Fu Yunshen is also used to her speaking in a very calm tone. His brows raised: "Little friend, has anyone told you that you can't touch a man's waist?"
Hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned, was sleepy, and replied perfunctorily: "If you touch it, you will become a beast?"
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There is really no way this conversation can go on.
The children in their family are really not ordinary girls.
"Let's go, kid." Fu Yun rubbed her hair deeply, "Thank you for today."
**
?Because Gunslinger ranked seventh?Zhong Tianyun took good care of her.
Zhong Tianyun sat on the sofa, as if he was the master.
He straightened his tie: "Uncle, how is your health recently?"
Mr. Zhong looked at Zhong Tianyun, who was leading the shareholders of the Zhong Group, very coldly: "Speak frankly, I hate you who beat around the bush."
"Okay, since Uncle wants me to speak straight, then I will speak straight." Zhong Tianyun smiled, his eyes sharpened a little, "Uncle, you have been in charge of the Feicui Zhai, but you have lost the treasure of Zhen Zhai .¡±
"The stock of the Zhong Group has fallen, and the buyer will also cut off our cooperation. Uncle, do you think you are still qualified to be the chairman?"
Fei Cui Zhai is an industry owned by Zhong's family. It sells jade carvings, and the annual income is hundreds of millions.
But just a few days ago, the treasure of Zhenzhai suddenly disappeared, and the surveillance in the store did not even capture a single person.
What's more unfortunate is that they just finalized an order with a foreign multinational company a few days ago, and the order is the treasure of Zhenzhai.
This time, the Zhong Group suffered a great setback, and today's stock has been falling.
If they can't give the seller an explanation, they will take action against the Zhong Group.
But the Zhong Group is not owned by Mr. Zhong alone.
After finishing speaking, Zhong Tianyun winked at the bodyguards behind him, and said coldly, "Take the old man away now, and tell them that this is our account." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com