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"No." Xing Zhimo snorted, and she bumped into his chest.
"Wooit hurts" Yan Wanxi's voice came from Xing Zhimo's arms.
Xing Zhimo frowned and hurriedly straightened her body up, asking: "Youare you okay?"
Yan Wanxi covered her nose with her hands, raised her head, her eyes were slightly red, and there was mist in her eyes, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Xing Zhimo suddenly became anxious and said at a loss: "I, I, I didn't avoid it on purpose, you, don't cry"
In all his life, he has never felt sorry for a girl. Countless women have acted weak in front of him before, but he has never even looked at them, and even felt a little annoyed.
But at this moment, the woman in front of him, the mist in her eyes, made his heart, which had never had any turmoil towards a woman, feel a little different, as if someone had pinched him slightly, and he was slightly shaken. pain.
Yan Wanxi covered her nose. Seeing his panicked look, she couldn't help but feel a little funny. She raised her head and said, "Master Xing, I just bumped my nose and it bleeds."
When Xing Zhimo heard her saying that she was bleeding, his brows tightened, "Let me take a look."
As he spoke, he took away the hand covering her nose.
Yan Wanxi was stunned. The man's beautiful facial features magnified infinitely before her eyes, and the familiar sandalwood scent gradually became stronger.
The next moment, she felt that the blood in her nose that had dried up started to flow again, and her heart started to beat wildly.
??Here, this man is so good-looking!
Xing Zhimo took out the handkerchief and covered it with her. Seeing her beautiful eyebrows frowning slightly, he thought she was still in pain, so he hurriedly asked: "Is it still hurting?"
The voice was slightly low, with a hint of hoarseness. Yan Wanxi felt a little numb. Not only was this person good-looking, he also had such a nice voice!
She took a deep breath, and after taking a few steps away from him, she found her voice and said, "It doesn't matter."
Her nose was covered, and she heard a nasal sound, as if she had been crying, which made Xing Zhimo feel uneasy again.
Seeing that he was walking towards her again, Yan Wanxi hurriedly wiped the blood from her nose, gave him a big smile, and said: "Mr. Face it."
After saying that, he ran towards the door in a somewhat dejected manner.
Seeing her like this, Xing Zhimo thought she was angry. For a moment, he held the pen and couldn't calm down at all
Fortunately, Yan Wanxi came back not long after, and saw that the blood on her nose was gone, and she still had his familiar smile on her face.
Xing Zhimo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she wasn't angry.
However, although she was not angry, he still wanted to say, "Miss Yan, just now"
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Xing Zhimo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was really fine and not angry with him.
So, he returned to the table and started drawing again. This time, he focused all his attention and followed what Yan Wanxi said just now. He only drew the formation twice and finished it.
Yan Wanxi looked at it and couldn't help but praise: "Well, not bad, the painting is very good this time! Try using your spiritual power to arouse this formation."
Xing Zhimo glanced at her and nodded.
??Continue to hold your breath and concentrate, injecting spiritual power into the formation. Soon, the formation glowed with a burst of golden light.
Yan Wanxi was a little surprised and said: "It's done!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com