Quickly changing her clothes, she didn’t know if Nangong Yaoling would co back today, and if he did and saw such a scene, he would probably be furious. Fortunately, Nangong Yaoling did not return imdiately.
Just now, because of the life-or-death situation, it felt like fighting a war, and her brain acted impulsively without thinking. Now that she cald down, she started to feel a little scared.
Though she rinsed her mouth, there was still a fishy taste lingering.
When she ca out holding a basin of clean water.
She had to clean up the current ss imdiately.
Situ Yan leaned half-lying against the corner of the bed with eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
Xia Xiaonuan ignored him and used a wet towel to carefully clean the blood from his face and arms. Just now, she didn’t look at him closely; only now did she realize that Situ Yan was indeed quite good-looking.
His features were well-defined, his complexion was a slightly bronzed hue that complented his aura perfectly. Handso eyebrows, high nose, coldly sculpted jaw, thin lips.
Like Nangong Yaoling, he was a standard handso guy, but in comparison, Situ Yan had more of a cold and lonely deanor.
Yes, even on their first eting, Xia Xiaonuan felt the loneliness emanating from him.
Injured like this, yet he didn’t utter a single sound. Moreover, when she impulsively rescued him, he even reminded her that she might get poisoned too.
But she felt that his reminder wasn’t just out of concern that she would get poisoned, but rather an innate coldness. He probably firmly believed that if she knew she would get poisoned, she wouldn’t have saved him!
Yet, she still saved him, driven by a stubborn compassion.
Yes, now Xia Xiaonuan realized that her impulsive act was also driven by a stubborn sympathy.
Just like when you encounter an injured stray cat on the street, wanting to treat its wounds, but the cat resists distrustfully with claws bared, making you even more determined to help it!
Situ Yan said he didn’t like being seen as pitiful, proving that deep down he wasn’t as proud and indifferent as he appeared!
Xia Xiaonuan looked at the man before her and silently sighed for reasons unknown.
"Had enough staring?" Suddenly, a cold voice rang in her ear.
Xia Xiaonuan snapped out of her thoughts and saw Situ Yan glaring at her with an angry expression.
"I told you, don’t look at with those pitiful eyes!"
"Ah... I wasn’t!" Xia Xiaonuan quickly refuted.
Situ Yan glanced at her deeply, frowned slightly, and closed his eyes again as if intending to sleep once more.
She turned away with an embarrassed smile, kneeling on the floor to quickly clean up the bloodstains with the towel.
She didn’t notice the gaze that had been fixed on her from behind.
Once she finished cleaning, Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t stand it any longer and rushed into the bathroom, retching.
The entire room slled of blood.
Her mouth still felt uncomfortable, so she went to the wine cabinet, picked up half a bottle of vodka, poured so, and drank.
Her throat and stomach burned, her head felt a little dizzy, but her mouth felt a lot better.
Xia Xiaonuan vaguely sensed sothing and turned around.
Sure enough, Situ Yan was already awake, staring at her with sharp eyes.
Xia Xiaonuan was stunned and quickly asked, "Are... are you feeling better?"
Situ Yan nodded, extending his hand towards her, pointing at the bottle in her hand: "Give a drink."
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