Looking at her wrinkled little face, he picked her up and said, "Wash first."
He put her in the bathtub, filled it with water, washed her thoroughly, dried her with a big bath towel, and carried her to the big bed.
However, after Leng Yunting put her down, he turned around and left.
What's going on?
When I was wondering, I saw him wearing a pair of small trousers and walking out of the door. Not long after, he came back. When he came back, he had a small bottle in his hand.
Luo Qingxue was confused, and Leng Yunting came over: "This is medicine for healing wounds, specially designed to treat...the wounds there."
Obviously, "there" is somewhere where she still feels a little dull pain.
Does Leng Yunting mean to give her the medicine himself?
"I-I don't feel any pain anymore." She immediately shook her head, "This is such a big injury, I don't want any medicine."
"Who said no? It must be done!" Leng Yunting was angry, "My mother is a doctor, and she is very particular about treating diseases. When you are injured, you have to apply medicine. Besides, if the wound is not taken care of, I don't know how many days it will take to heal.
Okay. In three days, it will be our wedding night. Do you want me to stay alone in the empty room? Lie down!"
Luo Qingxue stopped talking and lay down obediently. Leng Yunting took out the wound medicine and applied it on his fingertips. With his other hand, he gently opened his bathrobe.
He had just taken a shower, and the aroma was steaming from his body. Leng Yunting saw that the pinch marks, finger marks, and bite marks that were still red and swollen just now were all turned into purple. They looked like paint trays, which was very spectacular.
And the place where she had just been severely injured was now hiding shyly among the lush green grass of Parrot Island. As his eyes moved downward, Luo Qingxue felt that his warm breath was spraying out here.
, and suddenly a strange feeling began to spread.
She refused with a bit of unsteady breath: "Don't look at it."
"Yes." Surprisingly, Leng Yunting nodded obediently, and then gently inserted the fingertips he had just washed deep into her.
As soon as she touched her tenderness, she couldn't help but murmured, it was painful and a little... emotional.
Her tactful words immediately made Leng Yunting react. In fact, he really wanted to use his own little Yunting instead of Wansi's fingers to "soothe" her injured areas.
"Qingxue..." He looked at her pitifully, his beautiful black pupils filled with firelight.
"It hurts so much. Who told you to be so frivolous just now? You deserve it!" She immediately poked his forehead with her finger. Leng Yunting calmed down his breathing and continued to help her "treat the injury" unwillingly.
After the witticism between the two of them, they finally regained their original feeling. After applying the medicine, Leng Yunting could see but not move and simply fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Leng Yunting got up, looked at her beautiful face who was still sleeping, and kissed her lovingly on the face.
Immediately, he quietly took away her arm that was on his waist, stood up gently, took his mobile phone that was on mute but was vibrating, picked up a bathrobe, and walked to the window.
Seeing Su Qingyue on the caller ID, she turned on the phone.
Over there, Su Qingyue's voice came: "Mr. Leng, last night..."
His face darkened slightly. Then, he didn't say anything and just changed the topic: