After eating the noodles, I discovered that the clothes on his right arm had been stained with blood, and the blood had turned dark red.
You can see white cloth wrapped around his arm, which is where he was injured in the afternoon.
Below, the back of his hand was already red and swollen, and he was struggling to put the noodles into his mouth.
A hand full of scars, doesn’t he even know how to deal with it?
I couldn't bear to look away. It was all because of me that he was injured like this, but I just sat there and ate the noodles he cooked.
"Where is the medicine kit?" His wound will become more serious if left untreated. No matter how much I hate him, but for the sake of him cooking noodles for me, I will reluctantly help him get it!
"Ah..." He stopped eating noodles and looked at me in surprise.
"Where is the medicine box?" I asked again, but I didn't feel impatient.
"Are you injured somewhere? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry." He looked at me eagerly, stood up, and walked towards me.
I looked at him with mixed emotions. At this time, he was still caring about me. I...
"No, I'm fine. It's your hands that need to be treated. Tell me where the medicine box is?"
He froze on the spot and said blankly, "The first drawer from the top of the cabinet next to the TV in the hall."
I stood up, quickly found the medicine box and walked back to the dining table.
"Have you eaten?" I asked calmly.
"Yeah", he nodded blankly.
"Let's go! Go to the lobby".
"oh!"
"Sit down!" I pointed to the sofa and motioned for him to sit down.
"oh!"
"Take off your clothes".
"Oh! What?" He looked at me overreacting.
"What? How can I give you medicine if you don't take off your clothes?" I rolled my eyes at him.
I've been looked down upon by you, will you die if you look at me? When I think of that scene in the room, I feel really ashamed and angry.
He is really strange. Just now he acted like he was an enemy, but now I am here giving him medicine.
"I'll do that myself! No need to bother."
If you do it yourself, can you wipe it?
Trouble, of course it is trouble. If it weren’t for the sake of watching you cook noodles for me, I wouldn’t care whether you live or die!
"What are you doing with a big boy's clothes? Take it off quickly." I said impatiently, and my tone became anxious.
I don't mind it anymore, what do you mind?
"Oh!" He obediently took off his shirt, and his face slowly turned red.
"Turn your face away".
"oh!"
I sat behind him. He had a really good figure. I just accidentally took a look and found that his lower abdomen was flatter than that of a woman. He also had strong chest muscles, and...
Ahem...what am I thinking! When did I become such a nymphomaniac.
Shaking his head, he opened the medicine box and found the cotton swab...
After seeing what I had done, I put the things back into the medicine cabinet with satisfaction.
"Okay, you can put on your clothes." I lowered my head and fiddled with the medicine box.
"Thanks……".
"It's okay. I'm just helping you because you're cooking noodles for me. You can go up and have a rest! It's getting late. I'll sort out the tableware." Just after looking at it, the clock on the wall showed that it's now
It's already 4 o'clock in the morning.
"Ah! Xi, no, kitchen... don't go to the kitchen." He turned around hurriedly and said to me.
"Ah...what are you doing...turn around quickly..." I blushed and turned around quickly.
Really, it gave me a needle eye! You turned around before I even put on my clothes.
"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. You, you should go upstairs and take a shower first and change your clothes! There are clothes in the closet in your room. Your clothes...buttons..." He
Apologize to me urgently.
What happened to the buttons on my clothes? I looked down.
"Ah..." There was another scream, and without thinking about anything else, he turned around and ran upstairs quickly.