Rebirth Space: Rich and hot wives are not easy to mess with

Chapter 46 Give Me Your Hand
Chapter 46 Give Me Your Hand
Bo Qingang's mood at this time can be said to be extremely complicated.

In the car just now, I heard Zhang Song say that Lin Suer bet with someone on the running of the mid-term exam results. He was worried that she would be bullied, so he came to Yingzhen High School specially.

But he didn't expect that after arriving at Yingzhen High School, he didn't see Lin Su'er being bullied into a pitiful little girl, but instead saw her majestically slapping his half-sister.

Very shocking.

Very sturdy.

Lin Suer didn't expect Bo Qingang to appear here, she looked surprised, "Bo Qingang, why are you here?"

Bo Qingang didn't answer Lin Su'er's question, but looked down at her hand.

"Give me your hand."

"What?" Lin Su'er was taken aback, but did not react.

But Bo Qingang had lost his patience, and grabbed her right hand directly.

Lin Su'er's hands are small, and when they are held by the big hands with clear bones, they look even more petite and soft.

It's hard to imagine that it was this little hand that made people scream just now.

Bo Qing'ang looked down at Lin Su'er's palm, and saw that the originally white and tender palm had already turned red after the few slaps just now.

He could not help frowning.

"Zhang Song." He said coldly, "Medicine."

As the chief special assistant, Zhang Song naturally prepared all kinds of things thoroughly. Hearing Bo Qingang's words, he immediately reacted, ran downstairs quickly, took out the ointment for relieving redness and pain from the car, and handed it to Bo Qingang .

Bo Qing'ang smeared a piece of crystal clear ointment with her fingers, covering Lin Su'er's slightly swollen palm.

Realizing that Bo Qingang was going to apply medicine to herself, Lin Su'er couldn't help being taken aback, and her first reaction was to pull her hand back, "No need, my hand doesn't hurt."

But Bo Qing'ang seemed to have guessed her movement, and with a force on his knuckles, he stopped her from withdrawing her hand.

"Don't move around." He said coldly, and wiped away the ointment on Lin Su'er's palm with his fingers.

Bo Qing'ang grew up in the military camp, he is not the kind of delicate young man who does not touch the spring water with his fingers, and has calluses on his fingertips that have been using guns all year round.

Lin Su'er's palms were sensitive due to redness and swelling. At this moment, she felt the slightly rough fingers brushing her palms, and she felt indescribably weird.

She was not used to such intimacy, and wanted to pull her hand out, but the strength in Bo Qing'ang's hand was domineering and strong. She couldn't resist at all, and could only let him rub the medicine on her.

Bo Qingang wiped it very carefully.

It was as if what he held in the palm of his hand was some finely crafted and precious work of art.

The sunlight from outside the corridor came in and fell on the man's sharp-edged face, outlining the shadow of his face and collarbone. It was like a perfect pictorial for a moment, making people unable to move their eyes away.

But Lin Su'er was keenly aware that something was wrong.

So peaceful.

Bo Qing'ang's expression at this moment seemed too calm, as if... as if he was restraining something.

Not only that, but the fingers that Bao Qingang put on her palm were also unbelievably cold, not like human fingers, but without any warmth like ice cubes.

Could it be that……

Lin Su'er suddenly realized something, her expression changed.

She grabbed Bo Qingang's wrist suddenly, and the disordered pulse came, which immediately confirmed her guess.

Her complexion became even uglier in an instant, and she looked up at Bo Qingang, "Bo Qingang, are you poisoned?"

(End of this chapter)