Hearing Xia Wanwan's words, Yang Ye saw where she was injured by the dagger, and immediately said with some embarrassment: "I'll give you medicine, is it appropriate?

Hearing Yang Ye's words, Xia Wanwan also said with some shame: "He's at home, but I don't want him to know about my injury, he's a notoriously big mouth, he knows, it means that my parents also know, I don't want them to worry about me, and if my hand wasn't kicked hard by that person just now, now I can't lift my hand in some pain, I won't trouble you." ”

Hearing Xia Wanwan's words, Yang Ye was still a little embarrassed and didn't reply immediately.

Seeing Yang Ye's somewhat twisted appearance, Xia Wanwan suddenly became a little angry, and said to Yang Ye: "I'm not afraid, why are you still hesitating, how can you be like a little girl, you can help if you want to help, forget it if you don't want to help, grind and chirp, don't look like a man." ”

Hearing Xia Wanwan's crazy complaints, Yang Ye had no choice but to say: "I'll help, why are you still in a hurry." ”

"Who is so rare that he is anxious with you, asks you to do a favor, and looks unwilling, which makes people angry when they see it. Xia Wan said angrily.

When Yang Ye heard this, he hurriedly persuaded: "Okay, don't be angry, the wound is still bleeding, where did I say that I don't want to, I just think it's a little inconvenient for me to help you, since you don't mind, of course I'm happy to serve." ”

Hearing Yang Ye's words, after Xia Wanwan glanced at him, she fell silent and didn't say anything, in fact, she knew in her heart that Yang Ye had concerns about this, which also showed that he was an upright man, if it was his own suitors, I am afraid they would like to have such an opportunity.

It didn't take long for Yang Ye to help Xia Wanwan to the door of his house.

Yang Ye pointed to Xia Wanwan's blood-stained clothes, and asked her softly, "How should you explain to them later?"

Hearing Yang Ye's question, Xia Wanwan also responded in a low voice: "At this point, they are all in their own rooms, as long as we whisper a little bit, they won't find out." ”

Hearing Xia Wanwan's response, Yang Ye had no choice but to nod and didn't ask anything more.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Wanwan took out the key from his pocket with some difficulty, and then his whole hand trembled, making the key tinkle in the air.

Seeing his own state, Xia Wanwan directly handed the key to Yang Ye and said to him: "You come to open it, remember to be quiet." ”

Hearing Xia Wanwan's order, Yang Ye had no choice but to take the key, and then directly inserted it into the keyhole of the door lock, turned it slightly, and after a small click, the door opened.

Seeing this, Xia Wanwan hurriedly poked her head out of the door cautiously, looked into the house, and found that it was pitch black inside, and then waved her head at Yang Ye, signaling him to follow her.

Then Xia Wanwan gently opened the door and crept in.

Yang Ye also immediately learned the movements of the summer evening, carefully followed her to the house, and then gently closed the door.

After entering the house, Xia Wanwan didn't make any stops, and directly took Yang Ye back to his bedroom, and asked Yang Ye to gently close the bedroom door.

After returning to her room, Xia Wanwan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even the sound of breathing couldn't help but increase. After turning on the bedroom light, Xia Wanwan sat down in front of the bed tiredly.

After the lights came on, Yang Ye looked at Xia Wanwan, who was sitting in front of the bed, and found that her face was a little pale, which should be due to blood loss. So he hurriedly said to Xia Wanwan: "Medicine, where is the gauze? I have to deal with your wound quickly." ”

Hearing Yang Ye's words, Xia Wanwan glanced at a wooden wardrobe next to the bed, and said to Yang Ye, "The medicine is in the bottom drawer of the wardrobe. ”

Hearing Xia Wanwan's response, Yang Ye did not continue to delay time, and came directly to the wardrobe and opened the wooden door of the wardrobe.

When the wooden door was just opened, a tempting fragrance suddenly rushed towards Yang Ye's cheeks.

After shrugging his nose, Yang Ye did not revel in the aroma, but directly looked for the drawer in the closet.

The wardrobe was not too big, and Yang Ye soon saw a few drawers wrapped in many clothes, and hurriedly squatted down and opened the bottom layer, and sure enough, he saw all kinds of wound medicine and gauze inside.

Yang Ye hurriedly took out the things he wanted to use and put them on the bed next to Xia Wanwan.

After everything was ready, Yang Ye looked at the wound on Xia Wanwan's chest, and said with some embarrassment: "That, I'm going to treat your wound, do you think you should take off your clothes first?"

"No!" After hearing Yang Ye's words, Xia Wanwan directly refused, as a woman's reserve, she really couldn't accept it, and let herself be too exposed in front of the opposite sex, although she also offered to let Yang Ye help with the medicine.

Hearing Xia Wanwan's response, Yang Ye suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said to Xia Wanwan: "If you don't take off your clothes, how can I treat your wounds?

"Don't!" After hearing Yang Ye's suggestion, Xia Wanwan still refused very simply.

Seeing this, Yang Ye was suddenly a little helpless, so he had to stare at Xia Wanwan with an embarrassed face.

From Yang Ye's expression, Xia Wanwan also knew his embarrassment, and also knew that he seemed to be a little unreasonable, so after thinking about it for a while, he looked at the dresser next to him and said to Yang Ye: "On the dresser, there is a pair of scissors, you can help me cut off the clothes on it." ”

Hearing Xia Wanwan's words, Yang Ye felt that this was also a good way, so he took scissors from the dresser, and without nonsense, he began to cut Xia Wanwan's T-shirt along the cuffs that were flush with the wound.

Seeing Yang Ye's movements, Xia Wanwan couldn't help but be a little embarrassed and reminded: "Don't cut too much, just cut to the position of my wound, and you can't go any further." ”

Hearing Xia Wanwan's words, Yang Ye responded: "Don't worry, I won't cut more." ”

In the process of Yang Ye cutting along the cuffs, the hand holding the scissors will inevitably not touch Xia Wanwan's body.

Every time the two come into contact, it will make the face that has turned white in the evening of the summer evening redden.

Then feeling the hot breath of Yang Ye's breath close at hand, Xia Wanwan said to Yang Ye with some panic: "I warn you, don't touch the places that shouldn't be touched, otherwise, I won't spare you, don't hear it." ”