When Lin Shen meets Xia

Chapter 275 When Love Has Become a Habit 9
But at the same time, he also felt as if he was being strangled by something in his chest. It was so uncomfortable that he even found it difficult to breathe.

Picking up the phone, he dialed a number directly: "Scald ointment, 10 minutes, Yuhu Jinxiu!"

Gu Chen: "..."

Fuck!Still let people live?In the middle of the night...

! ! ! ! !

Ten minutes later, the security uncle who was at the gate of the villa area just now spreading "bad information" like President Gong came to the door: "Mr. Gong, do you want burn ointment?"

Gongjue: "..."

Uncle Security continued: "It was Aunt Zhou who called me and said that Mr. Gu was looking for her. By the way, I forgot to tell Mr. Gong that Aunt Zhou is actually my cousin!"

The man with a livid face didn't want to say anything, he grabbed the burn ointment, and closed the door with a bang.

It seems that Aunt Zhou will not be able to invite her anymore...

He took the burn ointment and went straight to the second floor.

When he reached the second floor, he originally planned to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, he went directly to his bedroom, and then took a key from inside without any hesitation.

In the room, the girl who was sad enough was already asleep. After he went in, he saw that the light milky white desk lamp was still on, and the girl hugging a big pillow was lying on the pink-green floral quilt, just like that. Her small face was buried in that pillow, her red lips were slightly puckered, her brows were furrowed, and even the thick and long eyelashes with two feather fans could still see traces of moisture...

She was really heartbroken!

There was a sore sting in his eyes, and his throat was so blocked that he couldn't breathe. He walked over and gently lifted her quilt, and he saw her burned hand at a glance. At this moment, so The beautiful slender finger has already formed a very transparent small blister.

How damn is he?

Gong Jue felt as if something had been severely cut in his heart, he quickly picked up the wrist, he opened the scald ointment and squeezed some out on his finger, and then carefully poured some into the palm of his hand. A horrible finger wipe.

"Well--"

Perhaps it was because of the coolness of the burn ointment that finally relieved the burning pain on her fingers. The girl who was still sleeping let out a low moan in comfort.

When he heard it, his fingers stiffened slightly, and his eyes quickly looked over to the pillow.

But after the ointment was applied, the woman's frowning brows finally relaxed, and her sleeping position seemed much more relaxed than before.

Seeing this scene, he finally let go of his heart a little bit, and carefully spread the ointment on her again, and then he covered her quilt again, and then, his eyes fell on the quilt that was leaning sideways The little face in the pillow.

For five years, her appearance has basically remained the same, beautiful, delicate, elegant, dignified... She has everything that makes women jealous. The innocence and cuteness are gone.

How could such a good thing disappear?

Seeing that she wanted to turn over because she hugged the pillow for too long, he was worried that she would accidentally get the hand that had just been medicated. The person picked it up and put it aside.

At this time, from her body, the very familiar girl's body fragrance that he had been thinking about for five years, poured into his nostrils at once, and in an instant, he looked at her, suddenly blurred Her eyes fell on her lips that were as moist as honey.

(End of this chapter)