"..." When Hua Weiluo heard this, he raised his head and looked at Zhishan's bright eyes, forced a smile towards him and asked: "Does it hurt?"
Her tone was so cautious that his heart couldn't help but feel a little pain.
"It doesn't hurt." Zhishan shook his head and said to her calmly.
"Well..." Hua Weiluo reached out and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, smiled reluctantly at Zhishan and said, "I'll give you some medicine, but don't scream about the pain again."
"..." Zhishan lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the smile on the corner of her lips. His deep eyes dimmed slightly, and then he said calmly: "No, I can do it myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, his long white hands took the ointment from Hua Weiluo's hand and skillfully opened the lid.
"You...didn't you get your acupoints tapped by me?" Hua Weiluo looked at him in surprise, because it was clear that the junior brother couldn't move just now.
"I taught you this acupuncture technique of yours. Do you think I can't solve it myself?" Zhishan looked down at the ointment in his hand and casually said to Hua Weiluo.
The room suddenly became quiet.
"Did I teach you?" Zhishan came back to his senses, raised his head, looked at the stunned expression on Hua Weiluo's face, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "When... did I teach you...
...Why can’t I seem to remember??”
"If you can't remember it, don't think about it." Hua Weiluo smiled at Zhishan, then took the plaster in his hand, sat down beside his bed, and said in a gentle voice: "I'll wipe it for you.
, it’s not convenient for you to lower your head like this.”
"I..." Zhishan looked at the flowers before they fell, with a glimmer of doubt in his cold eyes.
After her white and slender fingers were stained with ointment, she applied it on his wound gently and carefully.
With such careful movements and such serious eyes, Zhishan suddenly felt that a corner of his heart seemed to be slowly melting.
The faint fragrance of her body lingered in his nostrils, and her gentle breath sprayed on his chest. At that moment, he tried his best to restrain his inner desire to hold her in his arms, and turned his head to the other side awkwardly.
"Okay..." After Hua Weiluo carefully applied the layer of ointment, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhishan and said with a smile: "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No." The look on Zhishan's face turned cold again, "Now that you've applied the ointment, you can leave, right?"
"Hehe, it's not good yet." Hua Weiluo put away the ointment with a smile, then looked at the large chest exposed under the little junior brother's open clothes, laughed mischievously twice, and said in a narrow voice: "Xiao Bai said
, let me check carefully to see if you have any other injuries, because the chest injury was the most serious that day, so he only had time to bandage you here and didn't take a closer look elsewhere."
"I want you to check me??" Zhishan frowned slightly and looked at her with puzzled eyes. Finally, he opened his mouth and said in a calm voice: "It's not good for men and women to accept each other without being intimate."
"Pfft." Hua Weiluo couldn't help laughing. She raised the corners of her lips towards Zhishan and said: "Little junior brother, you said this before, have you forgotten it? Or have you already forgotten it?
Forget the days when we used to go down the mountain and sleep together in the same bed??"
