The water flowed over Ye Hannian's knuckle-boned hands, and Li Yun's little hands could only feel slightly wet.
The man's fingertips clasped her hand and passed between her fingers.
Liyun's hands trembled slightly twice, and another kind of numb itching ran along the spine to the top of the head.
This is a very strange feeling.
Li Yun's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, subconsciously wanting to escape, but Ye Hannian's grip was tighter.
Ye Hannian's black eyes were fixed on her, and his eyes stayed on her face for a long time before slowly moving away.
He smiled, with a gentle voice, "I want to wash my hands too."
"Let go." Li Yun's voice was slightly cold, and a hint of bewilderment flashed in his clear eyes.
She didn't like this strange feeling very much.
"It's finished." Yehan squeezed her fingertips young and softly, turned off the faucet, and slowly put Liyun's hand on a paper towel, and wiped it.
Li Yun didn't speak, but lowered her eyes, watching Ye Hannian's movements.
His movements are very slow and gentle.
But it reveals a bit of luxury, which looks extraordinarily pleasing to the eye.
"Have you washed it clean?" Ye Hannian took her hand and slightly curled his lips, "If you think it's not clean, then wash it again."
"Need not."
Li Yun slipped her hands into her trouser pockets, and walked towards the consulting room with a dull expression.
She doesn't like this way of washing hands.
So I don't want to wash my hands anymore.
Ye Hannian laughed with a bit of joy in his voice.
"Then let's start, let's take our time. You take this thing." Ye Hannian put a small bell in Li Yun's palm, and looked at her fixedly, "If you feel uncomfortable in your mind, shake it." Ring the bell and I'll know."
Li Yun was lying on her back, the soft and warm sunlight above her head enveloped her, casting a soft halo on that stunning face.
Even the cold and hard outline of the face became a little lighter.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, she clasped the bell tightly with her fingers, and nodded towards Ye Hannian.
The sky seemed to darken in an instant.
It was that dark place again.
The clamoring crowd, the splashing blood.
She stood in the middle covered in blood, her eyes were sharp like a falcon, and blood dripped down from her fingertips.
"Yaoyue won 98 games in a row, now the 99th game starts!"
The gongs and drums were so loud that I almost lost my eyes.
She licked the corners of her lips, and the corners of her mouth suddenly evoked a bloodthirsty arc, a half-smile, she didn't know if she was laughing at herself or others.
A fist with a strong wind hammered at her.
A string in her mind suddenly tightened.
A warning command was sent out in my mind for a moment, but my already exhausted body couldn't move a single step
The rapid and crisp bell sound rang.
Li Yun suddenly opened his eyes.
An unclear mist filled the bottom of his eyes.
I can't see the emotions inside at all.
"Are you okay?" Ye Hannian waited until Li Yun's expression cleared up a bit before opening his mouth slowly.
Li Yun nodded slowly, and subconsciously glanced at her hand.
Before he could speak, he was directly held by Ye Hannian's hand, "You don't need to wash your hands, it's very clean."
Li Yun's fingers curled up slightly, and he said word by word, "I want to wash my hands."
Ye Hannian looked at Li Yun with half-closed eyebrows, clenched her cool fingertips, and moved his lips slightly, "Yes, together."
Li Yun raised his head slowly, pinched Ye Hannian's palm with his nails, leaving a red mark on it.