Thinking of this, she couldn't help but frown.
He opened the door again and looked at Qin Feimo who was sitting in the living room, facing her sideways.
Looking at her thinly-wrapped body again, even though she was wrapped tightly, she knew very well that she didn’t wear anything inside. She would still feel embarrassed and embarrassed psychologically when she went out to face Qin Feimo. .
Qin Feimo didn't hear the sound of the door opening and closing, and the motion of holding the glass paused slightly, and the corner of his eye glanced at the direction of the door.
Then, his eyes rested on the red suitcase in the corner of the living room.
Standing behind the door panel, Feng Jinglei wondered how to get the clothes in, and didn't wait for Qin Feimo to go out before changing clothes?
But if he had to go out very late, wouldn't she have to stay in the room like this?
Just thinking about it, there was a sudden noise outside the door.
She paused, frowned, turned her head, and opened the door again two seconds later.
Qin Fei's long figure was walking towards the sofa.
She frowned, glanced down, and saw her red suitcase at the door of the room.
Did he bring it to her? He knew she was going to change clothes, so he kept sitting outside?
She did not continue to struggle, reached out and took the suitcase in, found a set of clean clothes to change, and then washed.
Just after washing, the door of the room was knocked suddenly.
She paused and turned to look at the door.
Knowing that it must be Qin Feimo outside the door, Feng Jinglei still stuttered for a while, "Come in."
Afterwards, the door was pushed open and Qin Feimo walked in.
Because he was not sure whether she had changed her clothes, he had to knock on the door in advance.
He also just discovered that when Li Yuan left last night, he left a bottle of medicine to treat her whipped wounds.
"Can you wipe this medicine yourself?"
Feng Jinglei stared blankly, looked at him and the medicine in his hand.
Suddenly I found that I seemed to be injured all over my body, and I couldn't distinguish between the old and the new.
"Where to wipe?"
"Who hit your injury?" He asked smoothly, and the person sent to investigate last night had not come to report it to him.
Thinking of Xiong Tianba's abnormal behavior at the latest, Feng Jinglei still has lingering fears.
She took the medicine from him, "I will do it myself."
"you sure?"
"What?" She raised her eyes puzzled and looked at him.
"You also have two scars on your back, are you sure you can wipe them?"
She froze for a few seconds, is it possible that he wants to wipe her?
"It's okay, it's just skin trauma anyway."
She lowered her head, naturally not wanting him to apply medicine to her body by herself.
But the next second, Qin Feimo still stretched out his hand, grabbed the medicine she had taken, and took her hand and walked to the bed.
"What are you going to do?"
Out of instinct, she thought he was going to take off her clothes, her eyes widened in horror, and Qin Feimo's eyebrows were slightly twisted with a wary look.
Then his voice calmly said, "I also watched what I shouldn't have. Do you care about your back?"
Sudden words made Feng Jinglei's cheeks flush quickly.
Qin Feimo ignored her shyness, and directly stretched out her hand to take off the bottoming shirt she had put on.
Feng Jinglei seemed to be frozen for an instant, allowing him to take off her clothes, and then let him apply the medicine on herself with only a bra.
The two scars on the back took less than a minute to apply the medicine, but for Feng Jinglei at this moment, it was as long as a century.