His handsome face was within easy reach of hers. Looking at the fair-skinned girl with flushed face, he could clearly feel her tension and stiffness.
He chuckled in her ear and said, "If you feel shy, just close your eyes."
"Why did I close my eyes?" Tang Jingyue didn't dare to look at him and muttered in a low voice, "Shouldn't it be you who doesn't look at anything inappropriate?"
Gao Zheng said plausibly, "If you close your eyes, you won't see me looking at you."
Tang Jingyue really couldn't stand this torturous and ambiguous atmosphere. She was sick and couldn't hide or move. It was really hard to endure.
She reached for the towel on his hand and said, "I'll wipe it myself."
Gao Zheng naturally refused to give it to her, "Just lie down and don't move, I'll do it."
Although he was joking with her, his jaw was tense and he didn't look at her much.
Tang Jingyue always felt that he was in a bad mood. When he looked at her naked body, his eyes were not full of passion, but rather solemn.
Tang Jingyue thought about what he just said, being trained like a grandson.
My heart aches.
She should have faced it with him, but as she lay here, he had to bear everything by himself.
She lowered her hand covering her chest.
He wiped every inch of her skin seriously and religiously. His eyelashes were very long and his eyes were lowered. She could not see the emotions in his eyes clearly, but there was really no ambiguous behavior on his hands.
When he came to the injured area on his waist, he would be extra careful to avoid it, for fear of hurting her.
After wiping the front, he said in a low voice, "Slowly turn sideways and wipe the back."
Tang Jingyue was already numb. When she heard his words, she came back to her senses and turned around like a mechanical puppet.
He gently helped her turn over and thoughtfully warned her, "Be careful not to press the wound."
Tang Jingyue found herself speechless, so she cooperated with him and turned over.
Even when he looked at her exquisite butterfly bones, he was still distracted, like an emotionless machine.
After wiping my upper body, I grabbed a towel and wiped those two long, white and straight legs.
The man didn't say a provocative word or look. He held a towel and wiped it with his head. Tang Jingyue's tight body gradually relaxed.
Somehow, something was missing in my heart.
I can't help but wonder, is her figure not good enough?
At such a moment, she was distracted.
When he was wiping her feet with a towel, he lightly picked at the sole of her foot, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
She shrank her feet in itch.
He held her ankle and meticulously wiped her toes one by one.
After wiping, he lowered his head and kissed her white feet gently.
Tang Jingyue was shocked by his movements and retracted her feet forcefully.
She reminded shyly, "Those are feet."
Gao Zheng: "I know him."
Tang Jingyue, "..."
She's going crazy.
After he finished wiping, she quickly shrank down and wanted to get dressed herself, but Tang Min had put her new pajamas on a chair aside, and she couldn't reach them at all.
She pulled on the quilt, trying to wrap herself up quickly.
Gao Zheng put down the towel and said, "Come on, put on your clothes, don't catch a cold."
He picked up the hospital gown and frowned, "Are there any other clothes? I washed this."
"Over there." Tang Jingyue stretched out a finger from the quilt and pointed at the pajamas hanging on the chair.
Gao Zheng brought it over.
Tang Jingyue was wrapped in quilt and reached for some clothes, "Give me your top and I'll do it myself."
"Don't show off." He kept a serious face the whole time and had no feeling for her naked body at all.
When you hold the clothes, you have to do it yourself.
Tang Jingyue wanted to say that she was not trying to show off, but she could still wear a top by herself.
But Gao Zheng's attitude was determined to help her change her clothes.
He went to pull up the quilt again.
Tang Jingyue had already smashed the jar, closed her eyes and let him pull away the quilt.
He reminded, "Extend your arms."
She endured the embarrassment and shame and raised her arms.
Gao Zheng held the pajamas, but did not move.
His eyes gradually deepened.
Tang Jingyue stretched out her arms and waited for the clothes to be put on her body. However, she still couldn't feel him starting to dress herself.
She couldn't wait any longer and slowly opened her eyes.
Then, his eyes fell into a pair of green eyes.
This look in his eyes was all too familiar to her.
She swallowed, her voice trembling, and asked for clothes, "Give me the clothes."
"No."
He threw the clothes on the quilt, leaned down, and buried his face in her softest part.
She felt a tingling sensation running through her body. She pushed him and said angrily, "You treat a patient, you..."
Before she could finish her words, he raised his head, looked at her with distressed eyes, and said in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"
Tang Jingyue saw his tearful eyes, her heart twitched violently, and she shook her head quickly, "It doesn't hurt."
He kissed her, his tone full of self-blame, "I'm sorry for making you suffer."
He straightened up, touched her head, took some clothes, and quickly put them on her.
Next are pajamas.
The speed is as fast as the troops gathering in the morning.
After he finished putting on her pajamas, Tang Jingyue felt like she was alive.
Gao Zheng took the washbasin and towel to the bathroom. Tang Jingyue lay straight on the bed and exhaled deeply.
Her heart was beating fast, and when she thought about how she was lying upright and being looked at by Gao Zheng just now, she wanted to bite her tongue in shame.
Tang Min went too far and promised to take care of her, and at least she would clean her up before leaving.
When Tang Jingyue calmed down, Gao Zheng didn't come out of the bathroom.
She couldn't help but look around.
I wonder what he was doing in there and why he didn't come out for so long.
She debated whether to shout or not, but felt embarrassed.
Can only wait.
After a while, she finally heard the bathroom door knock.
She hurriedly pulled the quilt over her head and covered herself.
When Gao Zheng came out, he was shirtless and only wearing black trousers.
He walked over, looked at the quilt, and said in a gentle tone, "Are you asleep?"
"Yeah." A short response came from the bed.
"Uh-huh."
He pulled back the quilt, and Tang Jingyue was caught off guard and saw a shirtless man.
Looking at the scars on his solid chest muscles, I actually feel sexy.
Manly.
She looked away in embarrassment and reminded quietly, "This is a hospital."
Gao Zheng: "I know."
She said awkwardly, "You... put your clothes on."
Gao Zheng's lips curled up slightly, "What clothes should I wear to sleep?"
"Don't be embarrassed, it's not the first time we've been honest." He asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
Tang Jingyue, who was holding back her urine, nodded uncomfortably.
"Shall I carry you?"
"No, just support me."
Gao Zheng carefully helped her up, put on slippers for her, and reminded her softly, "Slow down."
………
After helping her out of the bathroom, Tang Jingyue pointed to the double sofa in the ward, "There is a small blanket on the sofa. Xiao Min bought it. You can sleep on it."
It's great to have a wealthy father. He can live in a single room and have a sofa for his companions.
Gao Zheng glanced at the sofa and nodded, "Okay."
After he helped her lie down on the bed, he walked over and tried to move the double sofa.
Tang Jingyue couldn't understand what he was doing, so she asked curiously, "What do you want to do?"
