After a while, Leng Xuanhan came to his senses, his deep eyes fell on the woman who was still breathing on the back of his hand, and a soft light passed through his eyes.
"Didn't you say you're not heartbroken? Then why are you still so nervous?" Looking at the woman in front of him, his heart softened, and a gentle smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
In fact, it's really nice to have a woman around you who is so concerned and nervous about yourself.
However, the man's words caused Tian Lingxin to pause for a moment.
There was a flash of light in her star pupils, and a touch of embarrassment quickly passed through her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the man who was looking at her with a smile on his face, and soon understood.
This man is really pretending??
His eyes swept over and glared at the man in front of him angrily: "Uncle, can't you be more mature and steady?"
A little annoyed, but mostly speechless.
Why does this man always like to do childish things?
Is it because he has not grown up, or has she left her youth and entered middle age??
As he said this, Tian Lingxin felt really depressed and stopped paying attention to the man in front of him.
He let go of the man's paw, took the ointment, and then grabbed the man's big hand with his bare hand. Without being as cautious as before, he squeezed the ointment directly onto the back of his hand.
He picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in the ointment, smeared it on, and then let go of the man's hand.
"Okay, it's done, just get yourself a piece of gauze to wrap it up." After saying that, he bent over and dug out a ball of gauze from the cabinet under the table, threw it on the table in front of him, and then put it on his butt.
As soon as I moved, it immediately moved to the side.
Is this considered good??
At this time, there was still a lump of plaster unevenly attached to the arm, which looked a little funny on the big hand.
Leng Xuanhan looked at the ointment scrawled on the back of his hand, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he turned his eyes and glanced at the woman sitting on the edge of the sofa.
He had fully seen the fickle nature of women from the woman in front of him.
Just a few moments ago, he was touching me gently and carefully. In just a few breaths, he turned into the scene before him.
Moreover, since he was so old, only the woman in front of him has repeatedly said that he is immature.
The man really doesn’t understand this point! Why is he immature and steady?
However, he still couldn't figure out the answer, even many years later.
Leng Xuanhan looked at Tian Lingxin for a while, then looked away and sighed helplessly.
Women are really not creatures that ordinary people can understand...
He stretched out his long arm, grabbed the gauze on the table, and bandaged the ointment-covered hand with deft movements.
It was not until the bandage was finished that Leng Xuanhan stretched out his long arm, moved the bowl of ginger soup on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really not going to drink it? If you don't drink it, it will be cold. If you really don't drink it, it will be cold."
If you like it, then I'll buy you some cold medicine."
When Tian Lingxin heard this, she glanced around. When she saw the ginger soup on the table, she couldn't help but frown.
However, when he caught a glimpse of the white gauze wrapped around the big hand from the corner of his eye, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally reached out his hand.
However, as soon as the bowl of ginger soup was brought over, the strong smell of ginger hit my nose!
Resist the urge to sneeze.
Tian Lingxin took the bowl of ginger soup with one hand, fearing that she would not be able to drink it when she saw the blackened soup, so she frowned, closed her eyes, and put it in her mouth!