The blisters that were scalded yesterday were pierced by the doctor and applied medicine, but they did not bandage them.

The doctor said that it is better to dry the scalds overnight and then bandage them with medicine.

She sat down again on the chair and asked Qiao Zui to put her injured arm in front of her. She carefully put medicine on Qiao Zui and wrapped gauze.

She did it very seriously, her eyes never blinked, only her slender eyelashes occasionally trembled slightly, like a butterfly wing that was about to fly, one by one, as if she was scratching Qiao Zui's heart, making him feel itchy.

Qiao Zui looked at her with a gaze.

Her face was full of distress and her breathing was held, and her movements were so light that it could not be lighter, for fear of hurting him.

Qiao Zui looked at her without blinking for a moment, feeling soft-hearted.

Mi Sheng bandaged his wound, checked it carefully, and asked worriedly: "Does it hurt? How do you feel? Do you want me to call the doctor over?"

"No," Qiao Zui shook her head, with the corners of her lips raised high, her beautiful peach blossom eyes condensed into her, and the waves were rippling: "I think it's great."

His gaze was too hot, and Mi Sheng seemed to feel something, so he looked up at him.

When his eyes crashed into his eyes, Mi Sheng became obsessed.

The moment the two of them touched their eyes, a lot of words suddenly flashed through Mi Sheng's mind.

For example, the feeling of electric shock.

For example, the spark of love.

Another example is... a glance of ten thousand years.

She stared at Qiao Zui blankly, and a numb trembling feeling swept through her whole body. Her mind was blank, and there was only Qiao Zui left in her heart.

Qiao Zui stretched out his uninjured hand, grabbed the back of her head, and leaned over to kiss her lips.

Her body shook, and there was a numbness like electricity on her head, but she did not avoid it, but slowly closed her eyes.

Qiao Zui seemed to have been encouraged and deepened the kiss.

It seemed like fireworks exploded in Mi Sheng's mind, her brain was blank and her whole body was light.

When she realized that she had been pressed on the bed by Qiao Zui.

Her heart was beating as if she was about to jump out of her chest, and she hugged Qiao Zui's neck, feeling like she wanted to cry and laugh.

When she fell in love with this man, the man stood in front of their team, as if standing in the clouds, and she could only look up, out of reach.

Fate was so magical, and she could actually hold his neck and feel his breath.

When she was about to breathe, Qiao Zui stepped back.

She breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Qiao Zui for a long time, suddenly laughed, hooked Qiao Zui's neck, raised her head and kissed Qiao Zui, and took the initiative to send her lips.

The two kissed for a long time before Mi Sheng pushed away the man panting.

She gasped heavily, and her chest seemed to burst.

She just felt like a man leaning on her and wanted to remove her and swallow her into her belly.

She pushed it away, Qiao Zui lay on her and looked at her for a moment, then suddenly got up and went downstairs.

Mi Sheng sat up, a little nervous, "Instructor, are you angry?"

Qiao Zui walked to the corner of the wall, moved a painting away, opened the safe embedded in the wall, was stunned for a moment, laughed, and looked back at her, "Why am I angry?"

Mi Sheng was a little shy, and her red face made her charming face even more charming.

She lowered her head and touched it, which was a bit scattered, concealing the shyness and anxiety in her heart, "I, either I pushed you away on purpose, or I was breathless..."
Chapter completed!