Destined with You No Chapter 1382: 1387: It's Not Just about Saying it, but

Chapter 1382: Chapter 1387: It’s Not Just about Saying it, but Doing it! 3

After the two left, Gu Qingxin saw Beiming Han still appeared upset. She sat next to him, wrapped her arms around his arm, and pitifully looked at him.

“Don’t be like that. Shushu has her reasons for doing things. Besides, that Lan Liehuo appears genuinely foolish right now. We can’t bully a fool, right?”

“What if he recovers soday? If he intends to keep deceiving us, it will be dangerous for us!” Beiming Han disapproved of their viewpoint and actions.

Perhaps this is the difference in perspective between n and won.

“…”

Gu Qingxin understood that he was being cautious, fearing that Lan Liehuo could pose a threat to Shushu or them.

But it seed that Ye Yingsu’s attitude was to take care of the injured Lan Liehuo.

“I’m hungry. I was woken up by hunger, got scared, and now I’m even hungrier.” Gu Qingxin leaned into him and acted coquettishly.

“Aunt Zhou, is dinner ready?” Beiming Han held her in his arms and asked to the side.

“Almost there, another ten minutes and dinner will be ready.” Aunt Zhou ca out and said.

“Prepare earlier next ti.” Beiming Han frowned and said.

“Okay, got it.” Aunt Zhou promptly answered.

Gu Qingxin, “…”

Could dinner be prepared any earlier than ten minutes? It’s just enough ti to fry a dish.

“Do you want to eat sothing else first?” Beiming Han asked her.

“No need, let’s wait a bit. Do I look like I’ve gained weight? It seems like there’s more fat on my face.” Gu Qingxin held up her face.

Beiming Han looked carefully, and then said seriously, “You look better a bit heavier. Try to put on a little more weight.”

Gu Qingxin, “…”

His sweet talk ca so fast it was hard to believe. It was so serious, it was hard for her to doubt it.

…

When Ye Yingsu and Lan Liehuo got ho, she instructed him to undress again so she could change his dressing. The doctor had said that for external injuries, frequent changing could speed up the healing.

Upon turning around, Ye Yingsu saw Lan Liehuo sitting naked on the bed, looking obedient.

Sothing twitched between Ye Yingsu’s eyebrows as she said, “Put your shorts on!”

Lan Liehuo looked down and picked up his boxer shorts.

“Yes! Put them on!” Ye Yingsu, feeling awkward, turned her back to him and continued preparing the dicine.

Lan Liehuo looked at her, confused. She had stripped him naked earlier, and now she wanted him to put shorts on.

After he put on his shorts, he gently stated, “I’m hungry.”

“I’ll order takeout, hold on a bit.” Ye Yingsu called for takeout and then moved to Lan Liehuo’s side with the dicine, ready to apply it to his wounds.

He had nurous wounds on him that were clearly inflicted by either wooden sticks or lashes, his body was full of welts and bruises.

“Those people, did they often beat you?” Ye Yingsu caringly rubbed his body, feeling a pang of heartache. Even if Lan Liehuo were to die one day while on a mission, she wouldn’t feel as upset as she did now.

How could a great soldier be subjected to such humiliation!

“They stop when it gets dark.” Lan Liehuo innocently ntioned, looking down and fiddling with his fingernails.

Ye Yingsu withdrew her hand, then slowly placed it on his head as if to comfort him, and continued applying the dicine.

After she finished applying the dicine, Ye Yingsu fetched nail clippers and began to trim his nails.

“Do you rember anything from before? When did you start forming mories?” Ye Yingsu asked him.

Lan Liehuo shook his head, appearing to not understand her question.