Chapter 885

Lu Yuchen nodded slightly, "that you endure, I will try to be lighter."

He said, gently spread out the palm of her hand, first with cotton balls and tweezers, to help her clean up the pieces of meat.

And then he started to disinfect her with alcohol.

Xinluo looked at him with drooping eyes, stern and serious appearance, a little trance for a moment.

Such Lu Yuchen, with focus and seriousness, as if, she is still his favorite treasure.

"Hiss -"

on the palm of the right hand, a sharp pain of alcohol immersion in the wound suddenly comes. Heart Luo did not hold back for a moment, unexpectedly gently called out.

What a shame.

He said clearly that he was not afraid of pain.

"Pain?" The voice of man Qingyue magnetic rings, with enough concern to make her upset.

"Just for a moment, not for a moment." She bit her lower lip and didn't want to show weakness in front of him.

Lu Yuchen "um" a, also do not speak, continue to deal with for her wound.

I don't know why. I said I didn't care.

Xinluo suddenly felt that there was a kind of melancholy at the bottom of my heart.

It's just this loss that just rises from the bottom of my heart.

On the palm of the right hand, there is an itchy, crisp feeling.

She looked up in surprise and saw that the man actually held her wrist, bowed his head towards her palm, and breathed gently.

"Still hurt?"

He looked up at her eyes, deep and cold, with a little bit of starlight.

It's like, under his eyes, there's a whole galaxy of stars.

Xinluo slightly confused, did not expect, but also in four years later, to see his tender and tender eyes.

She Leng Leng Leng, peach blossom eyes show a look of disbelief.

Lu Yu Chen again to her palm, blow air, tone more light than just a few minutes.

"Women are so delicate? I've tried to keep it as light as possible... "

He said softly as he puffed.

The tone was not a complaint, but a summary.

Er, in other words, Lu Yuchen, who was extremely indifferent, actually talked to himself.

Xinluo was startled.

Talking to yourself?

In front of the person, or Lu Yuchen?

He can talk to himself!?

Don't blame Xinluo for being surprised. She did most of this habitual soliloquy.

Like Lu Yuchen such person, what matter all hides in the heart, how possibly is like the ordinary person, the murmur of voice.

Heart Luo hasn't returned to God from the fright just now, see Lu Yuchen already used gauze, helped her bandage the wound on the hand.

"Come back at work and I'll change your dressing."

"You change my dressing?" Xinluo is totally stupid.

He pretended not to know her and ignored her. Why should he treat her so well?

"No, I can..."

Xinluo refused to finish the words, the man has bowed his head, selfishly took off the high-heeled shoes on her feet.

"You, what are you doing with my shoes off?"

Xinluo instinctively retreat, the man's big palm is at this time, covering her swollen left ankle.

"Don't do anything. I'll help you with the medicine."

Finish saying, lightly cover the hand on the ankle of small woman, made a little force.

Heart luodun when pain, stuffy hum.

"It hurts..."

She had suffered and suffered more.

But I do not know why, in the face of Lu Yuchen, she will always become, especially easy to be delicate.

The man's heart softened when he heard her sipping pain.

Always indifferent never moved the man, can only try to appease, "congestion does not rub powder, not easy to good."

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