Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

In fact, he didn’t even want her to know that he was injured, but she appeared too suddenly. At that time, he had just taken a bath and was disinfecting the wound on his leg. He only cares about dressing, but he does not care about the medicine on the coffee table. box.

Unexpectedly, in this way, she was still found.

It can be seen from the blood-stained cotton **** in the trash can that Su Zhinian's injury should not be light.

Seeing that he hadn't said anything for a long time, Song Qingchun couldn't help but squatted in front of him, stretched out his hand, touched him, and when her hand touched his right calf, he was immersed in his thoughts. Su Zhinian shuddered abruptly.

Song Qingchun immediately stopped, carefully rolled up his suit pants slowly, and then saw a large scrape on his calf, there were two places where the bruises were more serious, still Bleeding out little blood beads.

"How did it hurt so badly?" Song Qingchun frowned and asked back, then turned around naturally, took tweezers, added cotton balls, dipped some alcohol in the movement process, and wiped off the wound of Su Zhinian's wound. : "Be patient, you may feel some pain."

After that, the cotton ball suffered Su Zhinian's wound.

Although the man did not make any movement, Song Qingchun still saw his leg and shivered gently.

Instinctively, her movements of disinfection have been lightened a lot.

Song Qingchun changed several cotton **** in a row, before she finished the poison of Su Zhinian's wound. She drew a cotton swab, squeezed some ointment, and applied it gently on the wound. She couldn't help but ask again A sentence: "Did you accidentally scrape during the fight with the courier in the morning?"

Actually not, but he could not let her know that he had this injury because he had beyond the ability of ordinary people, so Su Zhinian faced her inquiry and gently "um" and perfunctory.

"It must have been so painful to have bruised such a large piece? Why haven't you said that the wound needs to be treated sooner, what if it becomes infected?"

Song Qingchun whispered and kept talking while she was taking the medicine. At the end, she accidentally brought blame in her tone.

"And it's still the right leg. When you came back from the car, didn't the pedal throttle hurt?"

"Also, you still..." Song Qingchun said here, suddenly paused, and said: "After so many paths, do you have any painful nerves...Do you really think you are iron? And they were all injured, what other shower did they take?"

"Will you take care of yourself..."

Su Zhinian listened to Song Qingchun's complaint and blame, without any slight displeasure, he stared at her small face seriously taking medicine, but his lips slightly raised slightly.

She is caring about him... she almost blurted out just now, you still hold me so many ways...

An unspeakable satisfaction spread like this throughout his body.

He never expected how good she was for him, so every time she was kind to him, he seemed content to have the whole world.

Song Qingchun applied medicine and was afraid of Su Zhinian's pants. The rubbed wound was difficult to heal. Hesitating for a moment, he still took the gauze and simply bandaged the wound, and then fixed it with tape.

"Don't remove this gauze tonight, lest the wound be healed by friction..."