A Wu is wearing a white vest today. He is wearing a black shirt and black trousers, which is very common. The buttons of the black shirt are open. Now his right arm is injured and a blood hole is pulled out.

Ah Wu looked down at his wound and didn't care. He just said faintly, "it's all right, little wound."

"Even minor injuries should be treated to avoid infection and inflammation." Xuanyingluo insisted.

Everyone began to deal with the scene. Xuan Yingluo took ah Wu back to the office. She took out the medicine box and disinfected him with a cotton swab stained with disinfectant. "I'm going to suture your wound. There's no anesthetic here. Can you bear a little pain, or we'd better go to the hospital?"

Ah Wu sat on the sofa and looked at Xuan Yingluo. "This little injury is nothing. You can sew it directly."

"Then you have to endure a little pain."

Xuanyingluo took out her needle and thread and skillfully helped him sew up the wound.

"Aren't you in the hospital? Why did you come here?" Asked Xuan Yingluo.

Ah Wu looked at her stunning face. "Then why did you ask the director to give me money?"

"Do you need money?"

"Don't you need my help, too?"

Xuanyingluo quickly denied, "I don't need your help. Even if you don't come, I can handle it."

Ah Wu stretched out his hand, pinched her stunning little face with his slender and powerful fingers, and dragged her little face to his eyes. "How can you handle it? Just rely on this beautiful little face? Yes, the first beauty of Z country, even the robber was stunned when her veil was lifted to reveal her true face."

In his casual tone, with a bit of ridicule, Xuan Yingluo quickly pushed his hand, "what are you doing? Let go of me. You're married. Can you have the consciousness of a married man?"

The faces of the two people are very close now. His clear breathing sound is thin on the skin of her small face. The atmosphere is really ambiguous.

Ah Wu didn't loosen her, but drew an arc with his thin lips. "You often mention my wife. Do you mind my wife's existence very much?"

"I didn't..."

Xuanyingluo's words stopped suddenly, because ah Wu's thick thumb suddenly covered her red lips.

His finger belly was covered with a layer of cocoon and rubbed back and forth on her delicate red lips. After rubbing it for a while, xuanyingluo jumped in her heart and looked up at him. She saw that his deep ink eyes also fell on her eyes and looked at him intensely and bluntly.

Xuanyingluo turned her head and tried to avoid it.

However, ah Wu's movements under her fingers became heavier and rubbed back and forth to see her red lips lose color. "Do you want me to kiss you?"

What did he say?

Xuanyingluo felt that her little face was burning. She quickly looked like a cooked prawn. She was very red. She stretched out her hand and patted off his big palm. "No, thank you."

Ah Wu let go of his hand. The distance between the two people was widened and the ambiguity dissipated. Xuan Yingluo continued to lower her head to help him mend his wound.

"What's the disease of ah Juan? If necessary, I can introduce you to an expert in this field." Xuan Yingluo said.

A Wu put his left arm behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. "In fact, there was no serious disease. That is, when I hid with you in the wardrobe that day, she found the aroma you left on me when I came home. She was very angry and cut her wrist and killed herself."

Xuan Yingluo looked at him.