Chapter 307
Qin Shuang wanted to throw the phone on his face.

She should post the video of He Zhiyao bluntly saying that she hijacked her account on the Internet, so that those netizens who are now licking his appearance and regard him as a god can open their eyes and see how shameless he is.

but……

Looking at He Zhiyao's naked upper body, she couldn't help but feel a little hot. He Zhiyao at this time is just like the two-dimensional paper figures depicted in those cartoons, with a thin and broken beauty.

She couldn't help lowering her eyes, avoiding his gaze.

Xu Ji packed up the medicine box, and said: "I will send the medicine for the wound to Assistant Jin. I change the medicine twice a day in the morning and evening. Keep the wound away from water until it scabs. You must change the medicine on time. Be careful not to damage the wound inflamed."

After finishing speaking, he walked directly towards the door with the medicine box in his hand.

When he opened the door, he turned to Qin Shuang and said, "Look at him, and ask me if you have any questions."

Qin Shuang nodded hurriedly: "Okay."

Only then did Xu Ji open the door and go out.

As soon as he left, He Zhiyao said to Qin Shuang, "Come here."

Qin Shuang walked over slowly, walked around behind him and took a look at the bandaged wound, seeing that he hadn't put on his clothes yet, she couldn't help reminding: "Put on your clothes, the room is still a bit cold."

He Zhiyao raised his hand, "Hand hurts."

Qin Shuang: "Huh?"

He Zhiyao stretched out his hand and showed her a soy-sized wound rubbed on the back of his right hand.

Probably a little splashed when pulling her.

The wound has been rubbed with medicine, but it is not bandaged, and there is still a little blood oozing faintly.

Qin Shuang's eyelids twitched slightly, and she quickly turned around to take a look at the table. Seeing the gauze and medical tape left behind, she reached out to take it, grabbed He Zhiyao's hand, and carefully pasted the gauze on it. The tape holds it in place.

As soon as he pasted his wound, He Zhiyao gently tugged her, pulled her into his arms, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pressed his chin on her shoulder.

His breath completely enveloped her, mixed with the faint smell of disinfectant and medicine left in the air, Qin Shuang couldn't help but feel a little stiff, fearing that it might pull the wound on his back, she slowly closed her fingers, Not daring to move.

He Zhiyao's breath landed on her neck, making the atmosphere in the room that had suddenly quieted down even quieter.

"He Zhiyao?" After a while, Qin Shuang tried to make a soft sound.

"Huh?" He Zhiyao lay on her shoulder without moving, his voice was slightly lazy as if he was about to fall asleep.

"You, can you let me go first, I have something to do." Qin Shuang whispered.

"what's up?"

"I...post a Weibo." Qin Shuang replied.

"send what?"

"... Let me clarify." Qin Shuang said heartily, this was all He Zhiyao's fault.

A good person who has never played Weibo, suddenly set up a small account to post on it, but even stole her account, she will definitely be stabbed to death by netizens tonight.

"What are you clarifying? You didn't keep me?" He Zhiyao raised his head, moved back slightly, put one arm on Qin Shuang's shoulder, inserted his fingertips into her soft hair, and clasped her Head, pressed her in front of him, and complained in a low voice: "Miss Qin, you are unreasonable."

Qin Shuang gritted her teeth: "Why am I being unreasonable?"

He Zhiyao's breath fell on her lips, "I'm not your little lover?"

Qin Shuang choked for breath.

He Zhiyao's breath was getting closer and closer, "Didn't you say you like me?"

Qin Shuang's face froze, and she felt that she probably died on the spot again.

Why couldn't she resist confessing her love to He Zhiyao?
He Zhiyao, if he didn't confess his confession, he would stick his nose and face. If he confessed, why didn't he use this sentence to make her responsible for what he said every day?
Qin Shuang closed her eyes in despair.

Prepare to play dead as if you didn't hear.

But how could He Zhiyao let her go so easily, his lips touched hers lightly, "I remembered something, when I was in the hotel in country m, on the night of your birthday, while I had a fever, You ate me up and ran away, Miss Qin, you are such a scumbag! You didn’t mention a single word about the incident, and even threw me to the hospital, and flew back to China overnight. I asked you later, did you still Lied to me that I was dreaming."

Qin Shuang's mind exploded with a bang. He Zhiyao had tested her about this last time, but she had fooled her.

Unexpectedly, he still remembered.

And really remembered.

Qin Shuang was embarrassed and wished that He Zhiyao could lose his memory immediately.

Her face was getting hotter and hotter like having a fever. She wanted to look away in a panic and avoid He Zhiyao, but He Zhiyao held her head and blocked her lips, "Run again?"

Qin Shuang raised his hand to push him, but he grabbed his wrist and put it on his neck, "Don't move around, it hurts."

Qin Shuang was so frightened that she immediately froze her hands.

He Zhiyao successfully bit her lip.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, Special Assistant Jin was holding the bag and said,
"Mr. He, send your clothes to..."

"..."

"Sorry to interrupt."

(End of this chapter)

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