Song Xiaoya turns her eyes and looks at the disinfectant in the medicine box with a sly smile like a fox.
She took the medical scissors in one hand and patted the seat beside her body in the other hand. "Come on, sit here, I'll give you medicine!"
Mu Junhao's back trembled, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.
He coughed lightly and said unnaturally: "Xiaoya, it's late. Let's go to bed first tonight! Change the dressing tomorrow morning. "
"No! Come here Song Xiaoya pulls him to sit on the chair, the smile on the face is bigger, "don't move, I'll give you medicine now!"
"Don't..."
As long as you think about the smile on her face just now, it hurts.
Mu Junhao refused, but at this time, he could not escape easily.
Can't help but say, song Xiaoya has already opened his clothes.
Mu Junhao was still struggling, but when the woman's white fingers untied the buttons of his shirt one by one, it stopped immediately.
This deep eyes, become more deep, a small flame from amber eyes gradually began to burn up.
Song Xiaoya is seriously struggling with his clothes button, did not find the man's eyes changed.
When she finally stripped off his upper body and exposed his strong and perfect muscles to her eyes, she realized what she had just done.
Cough!
She forced herself to hold back the sense of shame and went around behind him to look at the wound on her back.
The wound did not break open.
Song Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief, but the ferocious wound still shocked her.
Even she did not feel it, her eyes became extremely distressed.
She used the medical scissors to clip the sterilized cotton and began to apply the medicine carefully.
When the medicine touches the wound, the man who always bears it, his muscles can't help beating.
Song Xiaoya is so scared that she does not dare to start again.
"It's very Does it hurt? Bear with it, and you'll be well soon! "
"It's all right, come on! You can push harder. I'm just itched by you. It doesn't hurt! "
How can a man allow himself to cry for pain?
Song Xiaoya looks at the cold sweat exuding from his forehead and knows that this man wants to live with his face.
She quickened her pace, put the medicine on three or five times, and bandaged him again.
To do all this well, she also broke out in a cold sweat. Thinking of his behavior in bed just now, she told her anxiously, "go to sleep first, don't press on the wound."
"Where are you going?" Mu Junhao immediately asked anxiously.
Song Xiaoya looked at him and frowned, "I'll take a bath."
"Go on!"
Mu Junhao immediately became happy, lifted the quilt and took the initiative to lie on the bed.
“……”
Song Xiaoya can't help laughing. Sometimes, this person is just like a child, naive and insecure.
She shook her head helplessly and took her pajamas to the bathroom.
She didn't wash for long. When she came out of the bathroom, she found that the man was asleep.
He put his head on his arm, bangs on his forehead and closed his eyes to block his sharp sight. He had the illusion of his brother next door.
Song Xiaoya has no other place to go. She hesitates to open the quilt and lies in it.
But close to the edge of the bed, with the back to the man.
Her heart beat faster, thinking of the kiss in the car just now. To be honest, she was afraid to be alone with him.
Her heart is very contradictory. She knows that if she agrees to stay with him, something like this will happen. But when she thinks of Manqing, she feels a little uncomfortable.
Who knows if what he said is true? She now has three doubts about the man's words.
She doesn't want things to go that fast, she wants them to go step by step, in the normal order of love.
Normal love should start from holding hands, first holding hands, then kissing, and then further
But everything between them is the opposite.
Think of all heart plug, after 30 years old, the children are so big, unexpectedly has not been seriously in love!
Just as she was daydreaming, suddenly a warm chest came to her.
Song Xiaoya was startled. She turned to look at Mu Junhao and stammered: "what are you doing? Did you just fall asleep? "
Mu Junhao suddenly turned over and fell on Song Xiaoya. His eyes were hot and he showed an evil smile. "My wife is around. If I can still sleep quietly at this time, I really can't do it."
"I don't understand what you're talking about!"
Song Xiaoya's face is red, and her eyes are shy and timid. She doesn't even dare to look at him.
Mu Junhao's smile grew deeper and deeper. He put it in her ear and said in a dumb voice, "Xiaoya, do you know what Ruiqi said to me just now?""What What? "
A warm breath swept his ear, song Xiaoya shrunk his neck.
She didn't want to hear him say these things at this time. She just wanted him to get off her quickly.
This position is too dangerous.
Mu Junhao, like deliberately tormenting her, said in a low voice: "just now my son said he wanted a younger brother and sister. When can we make a younger brother and sister for him?"
Song Xiaoya's face, white and red, suddenly turned red.
"What are you talking about? I don't want to have a baby! "
Mu Junhao lowered his eyes and looked at the blushing woman under him. His hot eyes looked like a hungry lion seeing delicious prey.
"Then what? This is my son's first request to me, and I still want to satisfy him as much as possible! "
Song Xiaoya leans her face to one side, too ashamed to look at him. "It's shameless. It's clear that you think that, and you put all the responsibility on your son."
"Which one do I think? I don't quite understand. " Mu Junhao asked solemnly.
"You! You have no face Song Xiaoya realizes that she has been teased and stares at him.
The man suddenly leaned down, and their lips were less than a centimeter apart.
He deliberately stayed there, like touching but not touching. His low voice was even more provocative.
"Is that so?"
"Ah Well... "
Song Xiaoya stares big eyes, too late to push him away, he was severely blocked lips.
The next thing is beyond her control.
The thunder in the sky stirs the fire in the earth, and it burns at a little bit.
Song Xiaoya wanted to resist, but she didn't dare to work too hard because she was worried about the man's wound. In the end, she didn't even have the strength to open her eyelids and fell asleep.
On the contrary, someone has a clear face.
Looking at the woman sleeping in his arms, the cold and hard heart is as soft as a sponge.
He lowered his head, in her sweat wet forehead down a gentle kiss, "Xiaoya, I will treat you!"
That night, song Xiaoya slept soundly.
Wake up in the morning, move, the whole body's bones are like scattered frame, aching waist and limb is also a strong arm.
Think of last night she half pushed to let this man succeed, she blushed to find a hole to drill in.
Why is she so unprincipled?
But She is not a saint. Her body is like a river bank in spring, full of spring water.
It's the man who has loved for so many years. If she is touched by him, she will react.
Thinking of this, she buried her face deep in the pillow and did not dare to look at him.