738. Chapter 738 Cleverness is mistaken by cleverness
"What are you doing??" The big white and slender hand suddenly grasped Hua Weiluo's small hand that was reaching towards his forehead. Zhishan opened his eyes slightly and looked towards Hua Weiluo, only to see a worried look on her face.
"You... just sat here all afternoon??" Hua Weiluo felt the warmth from his palms, and the worries in her heart eased a little.
"Yes." Zhishan responded in a low voice, raised his head and looked at her and asked, "Are you here to apply medicine on me?"
"Yes, didn't you want me to come here earlier?" Hua Weiluo waved the ointment in her hand and forced a smile.
"It's almost time for dinner. Let's wipe it off after dinner." Zhishan raised his head and glanced at the sky outside the window. He seemed to be talking to himself and murmured: "Otherwise, I'm afraid of your physical strength.
not enough……"
"Ah? What??" His voice was a little soft, and Hua Weiluo didn't hear clearly for a moment, but just looked at him with confusion.
"Nothing." Zhishan glanced at her, pretending not to care, and continued to lower his head and read the book in his hand.
Within a short time, the maid from the mansion brought dinner.
Hua Weiluo felt a little depressed and didn't eat much for dinner. Zhishan had been slow, elegant and calm, so the two of them finished the dinner in silence.
After the maids in the mansion cleared away all the dishes on the table, Zhishan walked to the door of the wing, carefully closed the door, then sat on the edge of the bed, waved to Hua Weiluo and said:
"Come here and apply some medicine."
"Oh..." Hua Weiluo walked to him in a low mood, but saw him sitting there motionless, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "Why don't you take off your coat? How can I apply medicine to you like this?"
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Zhishan's deep eyes looked at the flowers before they fell, his eyes were deep and long, his thin lips pursed slightly, but he did not speak.
"Uh... Okay, let me take it off for you..." Hua Weiluo felt a little numb at the look in his eyes, so she had to walk up to him and carefully help him untie his coat, revealing his fair skin.
Glowing chest.
Although it has only been a day, after applying ointment several times, the scars on his chest have obviously disappeared a lot.
Hua Weiluo's fingers were stained with a little ointment, and she carefully and gently rubbed it on his wound, swirling it around and around.
Zhishan's cheeks were slightly red, but he still looked at her seriously.
From the corner of her eyes before she fell, she caught a glimpse of her junior brother's slightly red cheeks, and then saw his slightly shy expression. Most of the depression in her heart suddenly disappeared. When the ointment was about to be applied, she suddenly became playful and pretended
As if casually, his fingertips brushed over the red dot on the little junior brother's chest.
Then someone's cheeks became redder.
"Oh, junior brother, why is your face so red??" Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan with a surprised expression, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere??"
"No..." Zhishan's voice was slightly hoarse, and a hint of forbearance and restraint could be faintly heard in it.
It's a pity that Hua Weiluo was so playful right now that she didn't hear anything special in his voice. She had been depressed all afternoon, and now that she was finally able to get back together, she naturally wanted to take revenge first.
"Is it true? Did you catch a cold on the lake at noon? Do you want me to check it for you again?"
