C142 How could she fancy a woman with such low eq

Lu Baobei was shocked speechless.

Sikong Ting actually kneeled!

Although it was just a single knee …

Sikong Ting's attention was completely focused on Lu Baobei's leg. He looked at it for a bit, then put Lu Baobei's leg down and opened the medicine box.

"I'm not hurt." Lu Baobei said.

She didn't feel any pain.

Sikong Ting did not care about her, he took out a bottle of disinfectant from the medicine box and poured it below her knees.

Only after using three bottles of disinfectant did he manage to clean up the mud around that spot. It turned out that there really was a abrasion wound on the spot, and the area was not small at all.

Lu Baobei watched in astonishment as Sikong Ting treated her wounds.

She didn't even feel it. How did he discover it?

After wrapping the wound up with a piece of gauze, Sikong Ting got up and carried Lu Baobei to the side of the bathtub.

"I'll do it myself." Lu Baobei said.

Could it be that Sikong Ting wanted to bathe with her now?

"You're so stupid. Are you sure you won't get wet?"

Sikong Ting glanced at her in disdain, then lifted his hand to remove the shower.

"…"

Lu Baobei chose not to speak.

On the account that he was treating her wounds, she didn't want to bother with him!

Sikong Ting didn't allow her to bathe, but he wouldn't let her wipe her body no matter what.

What a joke, it was just a small scratch, not a leg.

He took off her clothes and let Sikong Ting clean her body … It would be better to let her drown in the bathtub.

And for a beast like Sikong Ting with too much energy, was he sure that he wouldn't do anything else?

Lu Baobei chased Sikong Ting to another room to shower. After wiping his body, he cleaned up the mud on his face and hair, then went to the toilet to clean the medicine box.

Sikong Ting lived a carefree life, he never tidied up the things that he used up.

Normally, no matter how expensive his clothes were, he would casually throw them away, regardless of whether those expensive fabrics had any creases on them or not.

Lu Baobei placed the medicine bottles into the medicine box, closed the lid, and picked up the cotton swabs on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Sikong Ting's voice sounded from behind him.

Lu Baobei turned around to look. Sikong Ting was wearing a blue robe as he stood at the entrance, his tall body blocking the light coming from outside. His noble eyebrows slightly raised as he looked at her with some displeasure.

Sikong Ting swept his gaze across Lu Baobei's hand that was holding the cotton swab, "Throw it away! Get the servants to come and clean up. "

"Come out and blow-dry my hair!" Sikong Ting turned and left.

Lu Baobei insisted on arranging everything properly before she left. She sat on the sofa with a few documents in her hands.

What a workaholic, he seems to have a busy schedule.

Lu Baobei went to get the wind.

"So slow!"

Sikong Ting put down the document and frowned.

"It's only been a few minutes." Lu Baobei muttered.

"Lu Baobei, you dare talk back?"

Sikong Ting's threatening voice immediately sounded.

"…"

Lu Baobei chose to shut her mouth.

Don't hold any expectations for Sikong Ting, that gentle man from before was just an illusion!

"Why aren't you speaking again?"

Sikong Ting's cold voice came out.

"…"

Would he let her speak or would he not let her speak?

Lu Baobei was speechless and curled her lips: "What did you say?"

"You have nothing to say to me?" Sikong Ting frowned.

Lu Baobei shut off the wind in her hand, squatted down, and raised her head to look at Sikong Ting.

Sikong Ting was startled, and his heartbeat uncontrollably sped up.

"Sikong Ting..." Lu Baobei looked at Sikong Ting with a beaming smile, the smile was so sweet that it reached the bottom of Sikong Ting's heart.

"What?"

"You're sick!"

It was a psychopath!

Lu Baobei stopped smiling and took the wind to leave.

It didn't matter if he was angry or not. She couldn't stand it any longer!

This sort of capricious man was even more difficult to deal with than women!

Sikong Ting was startled, he looked at Lu Baobei's indignant back, the light in his eyes deepened.

Lu Baobei found his muddy phone on the cabinet and returned to the sofa. She took a tissue from the tea table and wiped his phone.

The mud on the screen was easy to clean, but the mud in the cracks was hard to get hold of.

"Throw it away. I'll buy you a new one."

Sikong Ting said, his voice was not as cold as before, but it was also not gentle.

Lu Baobei lifted her head and glanced at Sikong Ting.

"Why are you throwing it away? It can still be used."

Throwing away several hundred thousand worth of things at will? This was way too wasteful. Even if he had money, he wouldn't spend it that way.

Sikong Ting, for once, did not refute Lu Baobei, but just looked at her quietly.

He had never gotten along with her like this before. During this period of time, they were at loggerheads or cold war.

Then it was in bed that he felt closer to her.

Like this, she was kneeling on the carpet, mumbling over a small matter, talking to him...

It felt good.

It was so good that he actually didn't want to destroy her and didn't want to throw her into bed.

The mud in the gaps of his phone could not be wiped clean at all. Lu Baobei looked at his phone, thinking that it might work.

When she looked up, she saw Sikong Ting staring straight at her.

Lu Baobei was shocked.

What for? Was he possessed?

"Can you use your computer for me?"

Lu Baobei looked at the computer beside Sikong Ting and said.

She was never allowed to touch his computer.

"Get the housekeeper to get one."

Sikong Ting said indifferently, the glint in his eyes still as profound as ever.

Lu Baobei looked at Sikong Ting in fear, not knowing what was happening to him. He quickly crawled up and went downstairs to get a computer from the butler.

Lu Baobei really didn't want to return to her room, because Sikong Ting's gaze just now was too terrifying.

It wasn't the kind of fear that came from desire, but rather …

Lu Baobei did not know how to describe it, but besides the bedroom, there was nowhere else to go, so she could only return to her room.

Pushing the door open, Lu Baobei's sharp senses detected the strange atmosphere.

Sikong Ting had already left the sofa and was leaning on the bed. In front of him was a pen and light, and in the room, only a bedside lamp was left.

The TV was on, but he didn't know what French program it was.

Sikong Ting raised his eyes and looked at Lu Baobei, his noble facial features actually becoming somewhat demonic under the dim light.

"Come here."

"…"

Too strange!

Lu Baobei looked around, but still walked in.

"Sikong Ting, are you alright?"

Lu Baobei cautiously asked, he was too abnormal.

Weren't they always in the study when they were working in the past? Why did he go to bed today?

And there was this light. When she left, the headlight was still on, and now that she wasn't sleeping, why did she turn it off?

"What's the matter?" Sikong Ting casually raised his eyes.

What was her expression? It was as if he was a monster!

"Lu Baobei, why aren't you coming over!"

Sikong Ting frowned, couldn't she be more suitable?

Wasn't it time to obediently walk over and act like a spoiled child and rely on her to watch TV?

Fuck, how could he fall for a woman with such low EQ!?

"Ah?" "Oh."

Lu Baobei replied dumbly, then walked towards the bed.

Sikong Ting was so obsessed with cleanliness that he degenerate. Lu Baobei wrapped the phone with a tissue and only then did she go to the bed and turn on the computer and connect it to the phone.

Sikong Ting suddenly pulled her back and turned his head. "What are you doing?"