Chapter 1073

Cold Che slightly droops the eye son, can clearly smell the light fragrance on her body, wisps of inrush into the nose, let a person have a kind of unspeakable infatuation.

Su looked at his wound with a frown. He could see the wound clearly.

About two centimeters of scar, although the blood has stopped, the wound is particularly clear.

Because he didn't understand the effect of the medicine, Su Xiangwan was very slow and had to explore it step by step.

Han Che's sight swept over her palm, with a red scratch on it.

He took his eyes back and said nothing.

It took Su Xiangwan half an hour to stick a piece of gauze the size of a palm to his wound.

"Yes." Su Xiangwan whispered and finally took a look at Hanche.

His forehead exuded a layer of fine sweat, which was obviously painful just now, not totally senseless.

This will be in the sun, his face is also a little pale, do not use that kind of smile look at people, it is a bit weak and pure good feeling.

After putting down the medicine box, Su Xiangwan still solemnly apologized for him: "I'm sorry."

Han Che did not speak, but grabbed her hand, the other hand to take the medicine box.

Smell speech, Mu Beiting's face is more cold a few minutes, fall on cold Che's body's vision all evil and sycophantic.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong, Su Xiangwan's small hand covered Mu Beiting's big hand and said in a soft voice, "my hand has not been dealt with yet. Can you help me?"

Line of sight swept her bruised palm, Mu Beiting finally slowly let go of cold Che, deeply looked at him.

Then, swept Su Xiangwan, took the medicine box, turned and walked toward the nanny car.

Su Xiang evening looked at Han Che, did not say much, followed up.

"Come here." He watched her speak in a deep voice, letting her sit closer.

Su moved towards the evening, he took her little hand up, wrung her eyebrows and began to deal with the wound on her palm, without saying a word.

Looking at his tight cheek, Su Xiangwan whispered, "I just bandaged him because I hurt him."

Mu Beiting just pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Just now cold Che has been detoxified for her, but he this will just like not to see the general, and again for her detoxification.

Not only that, both hands were rubbed by him with alcohol cotton ball once, and then grazed the medicine on the wound and wrapped it with white gauze.

Until the last adhesive tape is cut by scissors, it is finished.

Su Xiangwan made a move and felt that it was no big problem.

She didn't feel any pain, and she didn't feel anything.

"Are you angry?" She asked him softly.

Mu Beiting looked at her, held her in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "No."

After hearing this, Su Xiangwan quietly relieved and continued to explain: "I was distracted just now, and hurt him and shed a lot of blood. I should deal with it for him."

He slightly lowered his eyes, chin against her head: "well, I know."

Her little hand pulled his skirt: "then you don't get angry."

"Yes." He gently kisses Su on the forehead.

Since then, Su Xiangwan still has a part to shoot. Mu Beiting doesn't stay long. After all, he still has something to check.

Soon, Shangwen's phone call came.

"Young master, Han Che was not in the room that day. One of the assistant and agent was injured and unconscious, and the other was locked in the utility room. Only the hotel attendant said that the young lady and Han Che met in the hotel lobby that evening."

"I see."

Hang up the phone, Mu Beiting's eye color is more and more sinister, as if thinking of something, after a long time, just slowly drop the eye son.