"Actually, I used to use a mobile phone, but I always received some strange calls, so I stopped using it."
Xia Qingqing initially used her cell phone to communicate with her brother, but her brother rarely called home. Even Uncle Ouyang didn't have his brother's mobile phone. Later, Xia Qingqing became less and less interested in cell phones, so she simply didn't use them.
Already.
"By the way, brother, don't let mommy know about my injury, okay?"
Xia Qingqing suddenly remembered something and warned her, not wanting her mother to worry about her.
"Don't worry, she's too happy to care about you."
Xia Qingqing understood that Mommy and Uncle Ouyang were on a long trip again.
When they were children, they often traveled far away, leaving her and her brother alone at home.
In fact, she liked that they were traveling far away, because only when she and her brother were around, his brother would talk to her more.
Great, it is indeed a God-given opportunity.
How are they going to spend these two days when there are only two of them left?
The abacus in Xia Qingqing's heart was pounding loudly, and she forgot about the pain in her body.
"I will use alcohol to disinfect the wound first. It will hurt a little, so bear with it. If it hurts, just scream out."
Ouyang Lingyun took the oil bottle to his room and generously gave her half of his waterbed.
Alcohol, ointment, and cotton swabs were all ready, Ouyang Lingyun reminded carefully.
"good."
Sitting obediently on her brother's soft big bed, Xia Qingqing felt so comfortable.
The cotton swab dipped in alcohol is used to clean the area around the wound. It is soft, soft, ice-cold, and very comfortable.
She really enjoyed the feeling of her brother applying medicine to her. She was so happy and it didn't hurt at all.
He's going to die. Why is my brother so handsome when he has nothing to do?
Xia Qingqing held her breath. It was the first time she looked at her brother so close. She had to work hard to control her little hands and not touch her brother's handsome face impulsively.
The cotton swab began to enter the wound in earnest, and the alcohol soaked into the wound. The pain made Xia Qingqing gritted her teeth, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Ah...it hurts, it hurts so much, wuwuwu...gentle, gentler, brother...oh, it hurts..."
The little hands couldn't help but grasp the shirt on his brother's chest, and he grasped it tightly again. His bright red lips pursed and closed, and coquettish moans kept escaping.
The soft cry is so charming, so crisp, so numb...
Damn you oil bottle, can you please stop calling me so ambiguous!
He was just giving her medicine, was it necessary to scream like that?
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It’s the third update.
I recommend Bu Bu’s final work "Uncle Let Me Hug You", it’s a wonderful piece of writing!