Bingbing cool ointment has analgesic and anti-inflammatory effects. After applying it, it quickly penetrates into the surface of the skin.
Shangguan Zhixuan felt that his heart was beating very fast, not as fast as himself.
The blood kept rushing upwards, rushing into his head, turning into a blank space.
He couldn't think about anything anymore, and he just felt that he was about to lose control at this moment.
A stream of passion condensed rapidly in the chest and abdomen, running around, trying to find a hole to vent.
This idea made him involuntarily think of Lin Qianqian behind him.
Her fingers were so soft, her strength was so gentle, and he could even smell the fragrance of her body.
It floated over and into her nose, causing his whole body to tremble.
Lin Qianqian, Lin Qianqian, Lin Qianqian.
Only these three words remained in his head, and the voice in his heart became louder and louder.
Lin Qianqian felt his trembling and couldn't help but be stunned. This reminded her of Yan Mubei's kissing her, and her body would tremble like this when she was excited.
She was shocked and stopped suddenly when she helped him to apply ointment.
Release your hands and the clothes slide down from above, covering the redness and shaking.
She pretended to be nothing, "Okay, you can turn it back, haha, your wound is not serious. Please wipe it after going home and taking a shower. You should be cured tomorrow when you wake up."
After saying that, she covered the lid of the ointment, put it back on the box, placed it in the car's storage cabinet, and then pulled two tissues to wipe her fingers.
After wiping, she looked to the side and saw Shangguan Zhixuan still keeping his original movements with his back to her.
"Zhi Xuan?" She called out softly: "Are you okay?"
Shangguan Zhixuan did not answer, and still turned his back to her, lowering his head slightly.
Lin Qianqian felt strange, blinked her eyes, and reached out to pull the corner of his clothes: "Zhixuan?"
"Qianqian, I...I love you." The man said softly.
Lin Qianqian was stunned and silent.
After a while, Shangguan Zhixuan said again: "Qianqian, can you be my girlfriend?"
"Zhixuan!" She lowered her eyebrows and felt a little helpless: "Can you not do this?"
You have told me about love many times, but I am really powerless. Please, please don’t do this?
Lin Qianqian felt heartache and felt heartache for the man's reluctance.
I feel sorry for him to be so persistent and stick to his love for her.
In fact, being loved is a happy thing, but she just feels it is a burden.
At this time, she was not suitable for dating.
Shangguan Zhixuan turned around slowly, looked at her, his eyes were hot and firm, and he rushed out: "Why don't you do this? Because of Yan Mubei? But he doesn't want you anymore."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian's face was pale, as if she was slapped hard on the face.
In fact, she wanted Yan Mubei to want her, but when this fact was told by someone else, she felt particularly embarrassed and sad.
Didn’t she obviously not love her anymore?
Why do you feel sad?
Lin Qianqian frowned and turned her face away: "It has nothing to do with him."
"How come it has nothing to do with him? If you don't love him, why can't you accept me? It's him, it's him who makes you unable to fall in love with me."
His words were like a needle, piercing into her heart one by one.
"No, I don't love him, I don't love him." Lin Qianqian denied vigorously.
"Okay, then you let me be your boyfriend."
"This is a two-digit matter. If I don't love him, it doesn't mean I have to accept your love. Zhixuan, don't be so stubborn."