Shi Xiaoyu pouted unhappily and stared at him angrily with her big eyes: "How can I shut up! Do you know how painful it is to apply this medicine! I thought you had an attack of conscience when you saw me injured. You are here to express your feelings.
Wait for me. Xuanyuan Ce, you have such a poisonous heart!"
Xuanyuan Ce had black lines hanging from his forehead, and his pair of icy peach blossom eyes almost burst into flames. He helped her apply the medicine with good intentions, but the girl also said he was vicious. He took a deep breath, and Xuanyuan Ce looked at her expressionlessly.
Shi Xiaoyu said calmly: "Do you want to be given medicine, or do you want to be beaten?"
Shi Xiaoyu immediately covered his mouth. At this time, it is better to be aware of the current situation and be a hero.
Shi Xiaoyu shut up, but those dark eyes seemed to be able to speak, blinking and fluttering, as if they were accusing him of his evil deeds.
Xuanyuan Ce sighed silently in his heart, picked up the small silver medicine spoon, spread out the gauze, and applied the medicine bit by bit.
Shi Xiaoyu came up to him in confusion and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"
Xuanyuan Ce's cold and magnetic voice floated gently into Shi Xiaoyu's ears in the night wind: "Put the medicine on the gauze and wrap it around your arm. The medicine will penetrate into the wound little by little, and it will not hurt so much.
Although this medicine is a little painful when applied, it does not leave scars. It is not good for women to leave scars on their bodies."
The nightingale sang a graceful song, and the magnolia was in bud. The night breeze blew Xuanyuan Ce's black hair, and the silver moonlight shone down on Xuanyuan Ce's frown as he carefully applied medicine to the gauze. It was really beautiful.
The corners of Shi Xiaoyu's mouth unconsciously raised a warm arc, and a pair of white teeth were neatly shining: "Scars are a mark of bravery!"
"Bang" a chestnut hit Shi Xiaoyu's head firmly, Xuanyuan Ce lectured: "A man leaving scars is a sign of bravery, what can you compare to a woman?"
Shi Xiaoyu bared his teeth and yelled: "What's wrong with the woman! I'm a woman and I don't want to be inferior to men!"
Seeing her stubborn little face, Xuanyuan Ce couldn't help but laugh a little: "Woman, raise your arm, I'm going to bandage it for you."
Shi Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, not arguing with him, and raised her arms obediently. Xuanyuan Ce raised his hands to tear open her clothes, and wrapped the white gauze in his hands around her slender arms.
"Ah! It hurts!" Shi Xiaoyu screamed.
Xuanyuan Ce suppressed a smile and raised his handsome eyebrows: "Women are not inferior to men, but you are not afraid of pain and don't scream."
Shi Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and turned away angrily from looking at him.
The atmosphere was a little quiet, with only the strong smell of vanilla floating in the air. Xuanyuan Ce bandaged Shi Xiaoyu carefully.
Shi Xiaoyu's arms were as beautiful as lotus roots. Xuanyuan Ce glanced slightly at her round shoulders, then hurriedly moved his eyes away, mentally scolding himself for not being firm, and after scolding, his eyes couldn't help but glance over.
, Shi Xiaoyu carelessly ignored the pain, and didn't notice anything strange about him. But Xuanyuan Ce was afraid that she would find out, so he hurriedly tied the bandage and returned to his usual cold look.
After bandaging, Shi Xiaoyu moved around twice and patted his shoulder: "Thank you, it's late, you should go to bed early." After saying that, he walked into the house without looking back.
Xuanyuan Ce's eyes were cold, he held a magnolia branch in his hand, and his magnetic voice was as cold as spring water: "Don't you have anything to say? I don't mind destroying the flower with my own hands when you are injured."
With a "click", the flower branch broke very crisply. Shi Xiaoyu could imagine the scene of her arm breaking. It was a blessing, not a curse, but it was a curse that could not be avoided.