Chapter 1151

Wash, shower??

At the end of a kiss, after hearing this word, Xiaoyan felt it was hard not to be crooked, and her blank brain had a touch of color.

Seeing that the little girl looked at herself in amazement and her eyes were full of strange looks, Han Qing knew that she might be thinking awkwardly and could only explain in a low voice.

"Take a bath and calm down."

"Oh, oh..." Xiaoyan nods, then takes the initiative to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

The bathroom is just in front of you, so Xiaoyan walks in and automatically closes the door.

After blocking everything outside, Xiaoyan looked into the mirror.

Her face in the mirror was red. Because she had just had a kiss, her lips were red. She quietly looked at the mirror for a long time, then slowly reached out and touched her lips with her fingertips.

Is it her illusion?

Just now, Han Qing kisses her? What's more, it's not the kind of kiss that dragonfly skims water. It's totally

Compared with her previous sneak attack, this kind of kiss can match her ten sneak attacks.

Is it fake? Either she's dreaming or she's dreaming!

Xiao Yan suddenly put out her hand and pinched her cheek. As a result, her face suddenly changed and she exhaled in pain. But soon she thought of something. She put out her hand to cover her mouth and stared at her eyes in amazement.

Is Han Qing going to hear her shouting so close?

Xiaoyan swallow the pain back to her stomach, then turn on the shower, standing under the hot water.

Before those dirty ideas all disappeared, have to say Han Qing is really kiss just right, she is now full of the kiss to occupy.

She put her hand over her cheek.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a knock on the door.

Small Yan whole person nervous, turned off the shower, standing there but dare not make a sound.

"I'll hang my clothes at the door and go out. You remember to take them."

Then there is the sound of plastic bags, and Han Qing's footsteps go away. Xiaoyan hears the bedroom door being taken.

She hesitated for a moment, went forward barefoot, quietly opened the door and reached for the bag.

Inside the bag was a thick black shirt. At a glance, Xiaoyan turned red.

There is no other man here. Is this room his? He gave her his shirt? Xiaoyan bit her lower lip lightly, and felt a little uneasy in her heart.

What to do? Is she going to wear it?

But if you wear his shirt, isn't it too much?

However, the reality can not tolerate Xiaoyan hesitation, because her clothes have been soiled by the soil, and after coming in, she was wet by water.

Maybe she shouldn't have come in to take a bath.

How about now?

Drag for a long time, Xiaoyan just dry body put on the black shirt.

Han Qing is tall, and Xiaoyan is petite. She covers her two white knees tightly with her shirt, and the color is deep. She can't see anything clearly.

After looking in the mirror for a while, Xiaoyan finally felt relieved.

She took a deep breath, then opened the bathroom door and went out.

The room is quiet, only her own breathing, she walked barefoot in the room, leaving a row of white water footprints.

"Finished?"

The cold male voice came from the door, startled Xiaoyan, and then subconsciously stretched out his bracelet in front of him.

This action made Han Qing feel embarrassed. He pursed his thin lips and looked away unnaturally. "There is a coat on the sofa. Put it on."

Now Xiaoyan is a puppet carrying thread, and the person carrying thread is Han Qing. Basically, she does whatever he says.

So after listening to Han Qing's words, Xiao Yan went to the sofa and put on her coat.

The coat is a spring style, especially light and thin style, which eases Xiaoyan's embarrassment after wearing it.

after seeing her put on the coat, Han Qing comes in with a pair of slippers and bends over to her feet, with a low voice: "no extra shoes, wear mine first."

Listen to words, Xiaoyan bow, in front of her is a pair of light gray indoor men's slippers, men's number is much larger than women's size, Xiaoyan's feet into the left a lot of space.

"I'm wearing yours. What about you?"

Xiaoyan looked at him, he didn't wear shoes.

Strange, is there only one pair of shoes in this room?

Probably Han Qing saw her thoughts and answered her concerns in a shallow voice.

"There's not much here, so there's only one pair."

Finish saying, Han Qing stretched out his hand to hold her thin arm, "come to apply medicine."

She was pulled by Han Qing to sit down on the sofa, and then watched him open the medicine box, took out the wound medicine from it, and wiped the wound on her face first.

He rubbed carefully, and because they were close to each other, their breathing was entangled from time to time. Xiaoyan could only control herself as much as possible to avoid letting her breathing spray on each other's face.After wiping her face, Han Qing looks at her and asks.

"Where did you get hurt?"

What's wrong with Xiaoyan? Is he going to wipe it on himself? Actually She didn't seem to be hurt at all, because Han Qing appeared in time, so she was only slapped and torn. Apart from these, she didn't get any other substantial damage.

But just now, when I took a shower, my back was a little spicy. I don't know if it was because of rubbing against the wall.

However, it was the back after all. She couldn't have told Han Qing.

Can't you take off your shirt and let him wipe his back?

Han Qing looked at the little girl's reddish cheek for a long time. He thought of something and asked in a deep voice, "is it inconvenient?"

Xiaoyan nodded, then quickly shook his head, "no, it's not inconvenient, I I'm not hurt. "

Listen to words, Han Qing frown, when he saw the little girl was pressed on the rough wall, the little girl's skin is tender, how can not have been hurt.

However, the difference between men and women is really inconvenient.

Han Qing handed the medicine to her: "can you wipe it yourself? This medicine is good for wound healing. It can reduce inflammation and relieve pain. If it can be rubbed as far as possible, I will help you if it doesn't work. "

“…… No, I'll do it myself. "

Help is impossible to let him help, Xiaoyan can only quickly take medicine, and then get up and go to the bathroom.

When she applied the medicine, Xiaoyan found that the wound was on her back. It was really hard to wipe the medicine, but it couldn't be spread evenly. Moreover, her strength was not easy to control, and she would scratch the wound carelessly.

She still insisted on the medicine.

Just after applying the medicine, Xiaoyan feels that her wound seems to have aggravated.

She dressed and went out to return the medicine bottle to Han Qing.

"Ready?"

Xiao Yan nodded awkwardly.

"Well..."

After the wound is treated, they are speechless. After they are quiet, Xiao Yan feels embarrassed. Instead, Han Qing hands her cell phone over.

"It's getting late. Call my aunt and let her know."

Xiaoyan woke up like a dream, nodded: "good."