She looked at him with a smile in her eyes, moist and bright, half tentatively.

The man just said that she was his girlfriend.

Lu Xiao's hand holding the cotton swab paused slightly.

But it was only for a moment, and he continued to lower his eyes, holding a cotton swab dipped in iodine wine and landing on her palm.

The tingling sensation came, and she snorted, and her hand subconsciously shrunk.

Lu Xiao squeezed her hand, her voice was sandy, and she couldn't hear any emotion: "It has nothing to do with you if your girlfriend is not a girlfriend, if you want to care about anything, you should go to those men on your phone." ”

From beginning to end, I didn't stop the movements in my hands.

The scorching sun in the afternoon was very strong, the sun was scorching, there was no air conditioning in the car, and the temperature was very high, but Wen Xian still felt that the temperature of his skin was very cold.

The blinding light shone through the windshield, causing him to squint slightly.

Wen Xian raised his hand and pulled down the visor for him.

For a moment, he was in a half-light and half-dark shadow, which made his face even more cold.

“......”

The atmosphere inside the carriage is delicate and difficult to describe.

Wen Xian just looked at him.

Lu Xiao's eyelashes are very long and thick, and the slightly drooping eyelids cover all the expressions under his eyes, making it impossible to see or guess what he thinks in his heart.

It was only after his words fell that the carriage was quiet.

It was quiet, only the sound of his movements, and the heartbeat of two people.

It wasn't until Lu Xiao applied her the medicine and began to bandage her with gauze that Wen Xian finally spoke and said slowly: "I have many suitors, but I can't look down on them." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hand that wrapped the gauze around her was stunned.

Lu Xiao didn't raise his eyelids, and said lightly, "It seems that the requirements are very high." ”

Wen Xian looked at him and smiled, smiling calmly, "Yes, you're right, I'm very demanding." ”

If she can't find it in this life, she would rather be single.

Lu Xiao didn't speak again, and continued with his hand.

"Don't you wonder what kind of man I'm looking for?" she looked at him, half-teasingly.

He was already tying her knots, and after finally finishing everything, Lu Xiao sat upright, tall and straight, he started the car, and looked at the windshield indifferently: "I'm not interested." ”

As he spoke, his eyes were like a light that gradually dimmed before nightfall, precipitating dark color little by little.

The slender and powerful hand on the steering wheel tightened a little.

Wen Xian also sat up straight, looked ahead, gently stroked his bandaged palm with one hand, and said unhurriedly:

"The type I like has to be a real man, to be upright, to be selfless, to make me feel ashamed of myself all the time, and to have a sense of responsibility...... Responsible... Possessed all the qualities I don't have......"

Speaking of this, she paused abruptly, and her bright eyes looked at him.

Word by word: "... And most importantly...... It's to be able to hold the ...... when the wild woman throws herself into her arms in the middle of the night!"

Such a man is what she likes.

Before she met him, she never knew what kind of man she liked.

But after meeting him, everything has a definition of what kind of man she likes!

Lu Xiao: "......"