Chapter 93 I feel bad

Seeing this unsightly and ugly knife wound at first sight, Ye Yao was really angry. In addition to being distressed and uncomfortable, she also complained a little bit more, complaining that Song Qingxiu had been silent for such a long time, which caused the injury on her back to still be healed. .

He also regretted that he had been avoiding Song Qingxiu these days, otherwise why would he have found out about his injury so late.For a while, self-blame overwhelmingly overwhelmed her, and even gradually overshadowed her complaints.

Song Qingxiu didn't expect her reaction to be so big, and he didn't want her to know at first because he was afraid that she would be scared, and even more so that she would be worried, but he didn't expect Ye Yao to cry because of his injury.It has to be said that his heart is happy, but at the same time he is reluctant.

Song Qingxiu was robbed by her for a while, and he was so smart that he couldn't find a way to reply to her for a while.Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Yao thought that he thought she was right, so she angrily pushed away his hug, but Song Qingxiu tightly held his iron arms to prevent her from leaving, and put his face against hers, softly flattering her.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't think that you will be afraid and not say it. I should have told you earlier."

"You will say this now, if I haven't found out, you plan to let the wound rot forever." Thinking of this possibility, Ye Yao really wanted to scold herself.

Ye Yao's words hit the nail on the head. Song Qingxiu did plan this way, but he couldn't tell Ye Yao the truth.But his silence was tantamount to acquiescing, Ye Yao suddenly felt that this hug was so hot that it made her angry, and she struggled to get up.

How could Song Qingxiu let her go? Ye Yao was really good at avoiding him. If she got angry for a long time this time, he would die of depression.So he didn't let go like a fool, but he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Ye Yao, so he whispered "ah".

When Song Qingxiu cried out in pain, Ye Yao quickly stopped struggling, her body was stiff and motionless, but her cheeks were still puffed up, and she didn't speak.

Looking at her swollen profile, Song Qingxiu, who was hugging her, chuckled, tightened the shackles of his iron arms, and opened his mouth flatteringly.

"Don't be angry, it's all my fault, I'm too brave, it's all my fault."

Ye Yao snorted softly, but still ignored her, not only sulking at him, but also sulking at herself.

Seeing that Ye Yao didn't look at him, Song Qingxiu had no choice but to be soft, and he said pitifully with a bitter face.

"Shi Yao, help me apply the medicine, the wound hurts."

As soon as the wound was mentioned, Ye Yao had no choice but to let go of her anger no matter how angry she was.She turned her head and glanced at him, then hummed heavily at Song Qingxiu.

"If you want to take the medicine and don't let me go, how will you take the medicine if you don't let me go."

"Don't be angry and I will let you go."

"You." No one expected that Song Qingxiu would play a rogue, Ye Yao was at a loss for words, "I, I'm not angry with you."

"Then don't be angry with yourself."

Ye Yao was speechless, "Do you also care if I'm angry with myself?"

"My heart aches."

Just a few words miraculously made Ye Yao blush, but only now did she realize that she had been hugged by Song Qingxiu, who was shirtless, and their poses were quite ambiguous, which made her imagine.

She moved uncomfortably, her back pressed against his hot chest, Song Qingxiu's continuous heat surrounded her, and his unique fragrance filled Ye Yao's nose.Ye Yao clutched her uncontrollably beating heart, without touching her face, she knew that she must be as red as a monkey's butt at this moment.

"I, I'll help you with the medicine."

She stammered, couldn't speak a word, and struggled to get up, but when she touched Song Qingxiu's arm, she shrank back suddenly, with a shy face, as if she didn't know where to put her hands.

Seeing Ye Yao showing shame because of him for the first time, Song Qingxiu couldn't help being elated, like a young man in love who was at a loss for what to do.He gently held her face, looked into her watery eyes, which were full of tenderness.

"Yaoer."

This is a very intimate name, but it was called Yao in Ye Yao's name crookedly, which made Ye Yao's body go numb, and her insistence on "I never want to fall in love with Song Qingxiu" relaxed a lot.

"I, I, I will give you medicine."

Ye Yao repeated these words left and right, not daring to respond to Song Qingxiu directly, but her reaction betrayed her heart.Song Qingxiu, who had been worrying that Ye Yao had no interest in him, finally regained a little bit of confidence.

Seeing that Ye Yao was really shy, he no longer forced her, but lightly released the strength in his hand to make Ye Yao stand up, but his eyes followed Ye Yao's movements all the time.

Song Qingxiu's eyes were too enthusiastic, being stared at by a man, especially a man who was good-looking and moved her heart, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't stand it.Ye Yao had no choice but to quickly grab the ointment and run behind him to hide her emotions.

She opened the powder and looked at Song Qingxiu's wound nearby. Ye Yao's scalp felt numb for a while, and her heart throbbed in pain as she looked at the pus in the middle.She carefully took the cloth and cleaned the place where the pus was oozing for him, then sprinkled some anti-inflammatory powder on him, and then applied ointment on it.

While doing all this, her hands were trembling and numb, as if the wound was on her body.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt anymore."

The movement on the back was very gentle, as if afraid of hurting him, Song Qingxiu could imagine Ye Yao frowning and biting her lip without turning her head.So he spoke in a comforting manner, but Ye Yao became even more angry when she heard his words.

She dug out a piece of ointment and stuffed it into the wound, gnashing her teeth and pulling the corners of her mouth.

"Isn't it painful?"

Song Qingxiu's face was calm and his tone was flat, "It doesn't hurt."

"Okay, you win."

Ye Yao was furious, after carefully applying the medicine for him, she packed up the things on the table, without even looking at him, she turned around and went to the back room, she threw off the quilt and went to bed as if she was going to rest.

After Song Qingxiu put on his clothes, he blew out the candles on the table, came to the bed in black, and turned on the bed.

As soon as he lifted the quilt, he was brought into a few strands of clear air-conditioning outside. Ye Yao shook, woke up his injured shoulder, and shrank back consciously, fearing that he would not sleep well at night and be entangled like an octopus. By Song Qingxiu.

In the darkness, Song Qingxiu felt that Ye Yao was lying far away. He probed the gap between the two of them with his broad palm, guessing how far apart they were, and how he approached Ye Yao and hugged him without anyone noticing at night. sleep.She also thought that Ye Yao still felt pity for him, otherwise she wouldn't be so sad because of seeing his wound.He still thought that although his move was dangerous and despicable, he really didn't want to see Ye Yao keep avoiding him.

Song Qingxiu, who was always shrewd and dark-hearted, was thinking hard about how to make Ye Yao fall in love with him again in the dead of night.But Ye Yao, who was heartless and heartless, fell asleep not long after her head touched the pillow.When her breathing gradually became smooth and rhythmic, Song Qingxiu stretched out her long arms, rolled her into her arms, took a breath of satisfaction, and then closed her eyes to sleep.

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