Chapter 650

After hearing his words, Xiong Miao's hand holding the towel snapped violently.

Turning around and looking at him, I saw that his dark eyes were deep and dark, and there was an interesting twitch between his brows.

Xiong Miao knew what he meant by that.

Her face became hot again, she resumed her normal movements, and wiped his legs with a hot towel: "You're injured, you'd better lie down and stop thinking about it."

Although she knew that Zhan Yeling's energy had always been good, he was still like this, still restless.

She really didn't know what to say to him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Zhan Yeling said.

"I know you're fine, but you're injured, can you tell me when you recover?" Xiong Miao rolled up his other trouser leg while talking.

Her words were like a very light feather passing through Zhan Yeling's heart, causing a throbbing.

So, she is inviting him?

Means, when he recovers, she accepts his caress?

The happiest thing is that she is willing.

"Okay, when I get out of the hospital, you'll lie on the bed for nothing." His deep voice was full of evil.

What he said was so obvious, how could Xiong Miao not understand?

His face became hotter involuntarily.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, but kept moving her hands, gently rubbing his legs.

Then he wiped his big hands with a hot towel, and then his chest.

Ever since he was pushed out of the operating room, Xiong Miao had never seen how the wound on his chest was treated.

Now he unbuttoned his chest, revealing a strong and well-defined chest, and the chest was covered with white gauze, and the gauze showed a yellow color, which was the medicine on the chest.

The place where the gauze was wrapped up and down with his breathing.

Xiong Miao's hot towel was wiped down from the bottom next to his wound more and more gently, for fear that the movement would affect his wound too much and cause him pain.

Xiong Miao was so focused that she didn't even notice Zhan Yeling's obsidian-like eyes fixed on her for a long while.

It wasn't until her hot towel rubbed against his stomach that her tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Pants, do you want to take off?" Zhan Yeling's low magnetic voice sounded abruptly.

"Huh?" Xiong Miao raised her head in astonishment and looked at him.

But he saw that his handsome face was full of jokes: "Shouldn't you wipe the place covered by the pants?"

What is under the pants, how could she not know?

What he said was too evil and charming, and it was reminiscent of others, and his tone of voice was full of affection.

Hearing that, Xiong Miao's face turned red.

"No need for that, Doctor Cheng didn't explain." Xiong Miao looked away, his face flushed.

"There are so many things that Cheng Jiuyuan didn't explain, so there's no need to do them?" Zhan Yeling raised his eyebrows.

Xiong Miao accidentally understood the meaning of his words.

"Didn't I say it, wait for you to recover... eh..." Before she finished speaking, she was pinched by his big palm, pulled hard, and then she lowered her body, and her lips were grabbed.

His majestic breath sprayed between her nostrils, so deep and real.

"Sorry, I'm just here to deliver porridge." A voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Xiong Miao immediately realized that there was zero distance between her and Zhan Yeling. In a panic, she put her hands on his chest and quickly stood up.

"Hmm..." Zhan Yeling groaned under her weight.

Xiong Miao was ashamed and anxious, but Gu Yi walked over quickly and put the porridge on the coffee table, nodded and smiled at him, and then left the ward at the speed of light.