Luo Xiaoqian, you are serious too, I just brush my teeth.
She laughed at herself in her heart. She still didn't dare to be with him, so she quickly put down the hair dryer and slipped out.
She walked from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, from the edge of the bed to the balcony... Her hands began to sweat nervously.
The sound of the bathroom door opening was so obvious that her heart trembled, and she quickly turned to look out the window, pretending to look at the scenery.
"come over!"
Leng Zimo said beside the bed.
Isn't that what happened? It's not the first time. As soon as you grit your teeth and close your eyes, it's over!
She encouraged herself in her heart, gritted her teeth, turned around and walked towards him.
"sit down!"
He gave orders and she obeyed.
He came over, knelt down in front of her, reached out and held her right ankle, and all the hairs on Luo Xiaoqian's body stood up.
What is he doing?!
Doesn’t it always start with a kiss? This time, why is it the feet?!
No matter what, I love you as much as you want.
Luo Xiaoqian gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
Pulling her feet out of the slippers and placing them on his lap, Leng Zimo frowned and looked at her knees. He frowned at the large bruises and scrapes on her knees.
Turning around, he opened the medicine box with a click.
Hearing that voice, Luo Xiaoqian was agitated, opened her eyes in panic, and looked at him.
"what are you doing?!"
I heard that some men have special hobbies, and some like to play with all kinds of sex and sex, and they have to cuff their hands and feet with handcuffs. Isn’t it possible that he also wants to play like that...
Seeing the cotton wool in his hand and the medicine box beside him, Luo Xiaoqian couldn't help but be speechless.
It turns out that she was overthinking it!
After cleaning her wound carefully with cotton wool, Leng Zimo took out the spray of Yunyao Baiyao.
"Bear it!"
puff!
The medicine was sprayed on the wound, causing a stinging pain. Luo Xiaoqian bit her lip and endured it without saying a word.
Wrapping her wound with gauze, he tied the knot neatly, seemingly quickly, but his technique was very gentle.
"Thanks!"
Feeling his careful movements, Luo Xiaoqian politely thanked him.
Leng Zimo packed up the medicine box and stood up.
"I can let him die!"
He spoke very calmly, but it was precisely because of this calmness that he seemed particularly scary, as if in his eyes, Lu Hao was just an ant.
"No... no..." Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly stopped her, "No!"
Yes, she hates him, he is scum, but sin does not lead to death.
The only fault in all of this was that she was blind at the time, and that was why she fell in love with the man she was not supposed to love.
What's more, he still has family in his hometown. His father passed away years ago, leaving only a lonely mother who is still sick. What will his mother do if he dies?
"You can't bear it?" Leng Zimo frowned.
"No!"
"You have!"
If not, why would she be so eager to stop him?
"If I say no, then I don't!" She stood up and said, "You don't have to worry about my affairs!"
She has obviously put this matter behind her for the time being, so why is he still holding on to her? Is it so satisfying to expose her scars?!
"Where are you going?" Leng Zimo grabbed her wrist.
"I'm going to wash the dishes!" she growled, trying to get rid of him.
How could a young man like him do such a thing? She didn't want to leave the dirty dishes to be cleaned tomorrow.
Leng Zimo suddenly wanted to laugh. What was this little girl's brain made of? How could she jump so hard?
"Wash again tomorrow!"
He closed his arms and pulled her into his arms, and the kiss fell naturally.
He has been thinking about her for five days since he left, and he won't let her wash Lao Shizi's dishes now!
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(￣▽￣) I’m sleepy. Master, I’ll take a nap first. Will you come with me?
