【262】Why don't we guess the Ding shell?

Although he didn't have the slow physique of a giraffe, he did have an injury on his foot, and it did take some time to feel a heart-piercing pain.

If it weren't for the twisted expressions on Qin Lang's face, he was always reminding her of how heavy her injuries were.

I'm afraid that Gu Nian is just feeling grateful, how good it feels to be able to return to Qin Lang's side.

Picked up Gu Nian horizontally and lifted her to the recliner and put it away, Qin Lang patted her shoulder lightly in distress, and then immediately turned around and frowned and went to the living room.

Because he has suffered from blood sickness since he was a child, Gu Nian never dared to look down at his injuries.

Leaning sideways in his chair, Gu Nian leaned his head lightly on the soft backrest, feeling the passage of time.

It seemed that she could faintly hear the sound of Qin Lang rummaging through the cabinets, and soon, she saw someone carrying a first-aid kit and returning to her.

The white medical medicine box was opened, and Gu Nian saw at a glance that the first-aid supplies that should have been placed neatly inside had already been churned and messy by Qin Lang.

Although he couldn't focus on his feet, he could stare intently at the way he was worried.

Such a good-looking and clean face, as if it had never been dyed with a superfluous expression for anything.

But at this moment, staring at Gu Nian's wound, he completely ignored the image, and let the cold water droplets slide down from his forehead one by one.

Junxiu's eyebrows and eyes were extremely distorted and wrinkled because of anxiety, and her clear eyes were also full of pity, although the whole person was a little scary, but Qin Lang, who really cared about her so much, just watched quietly, but it also made people feel warm unconsciously.

"Nian Nian, bear with me, pinch me if it hurts. ”

With Qin Lang's gentle and gentle advice, a strong smell of alcohol came to his nose in an instant.

Subconsciously, he frowned slightly and shrugged his nose. After realizing that Qin Lang's words were a sign that her wound was about to be disinfected with alcohol, Gu Nian immediately raised his voice and rejected him categorically: "Wait, can you not rub alcohol!"

Although Gu Nian is usually very good at many things.

But since I was a child, I was most afraid of going to the hospital for injections, so anything and environment related to pain, blood, and alcohol would easily stimulate Gu Nian's sensitive nerves.

As if he was using his whole body to resist Qin Lang's approach, Gu Nian's whole person was about to merge with the chair behind him.

Twisting his head, he didn't want to look directly into Qin Lang's eyes, but soon, someone's clear voice passed through his ears:

"Don't worry, it just hurts, and it's going to pass soon. Otherwise, your wound will become infected, and then you will be in trouble. ”

When he spoke, Qin Lang always had a smile in his eyes, he had already heard Zhou Xi say about Gu Nian's fainting of blood, as early as when Gu Nian twisted his head to bandage his cut finger during the outing.

It's just that rubbing alcohol has become a taboo for someone, but Qin Lang knows it for the first time, just like knowing the "terrain of love" on the surface of Pluto.

Just as she was about to take the disinfection tools out to prepare, she saw someone flashing her big eyes very shamelessly and asked: "Well, why don't we guess the Ding shell......?" Forget it......"

Staring at Gu Nian's flickering eyes, Qin Lang really wanted to get up and count the number of her eyelashes.

Every time you encounter something you don't want to do, you have to use the guessing shell as a delaying tactic.

However, if she was killed, she would not readily agree, Qin Lang borrowed the hand of alcohol to "punish" himself in disguise.

Even if the blood runs dry, you have to do another dying struggle.

Squinted and smiled and raised his face to show goodwill to Qin Lang, but Gu Nian's eyes were completely ...... If you don't promise me, I won't bow my head to the light.

After serving someone who was playing tricks more and more, Qin Lang had no choice but to nod and accompany him to the end.

It is estimated that God wants to help Qin Lang, and he didn't put much thought into the game at all, and in the first round of punching, Qin Lang easily won Gu Nian's "cloth" with "scissors".

The hand raised in mid-air stopped awkwardly, and Gu Nian froze for a few seconds before lifting her Five Finger Mountain in front of Qin Lang and shaking it shamelessly.

Although there was always a void of brilliance in his eyes, but in order not to wipe the alcohol, Qin Lang only listened to her and said unashamedly: "Ahaha, look, you lost, right? I am five, you are two, and five is better than two, so this alcohol can't be wiped!"

For such a far-fetched explanation of the gambling game, it is estimated that only someone with a big brain like Gu Nian can think of it.

It was to collect all the accounts that someone relied on, and without saying a word, Qin Lang only smiled at her with a shallow smile in his eyes.

The raised hand seemed to be reminding Gu Nian instead of Qin Lang, don't be happy too early in the matter of betting, the one who wins two out of three games wins.

As a result, as soon as the results of the second round came out, Gu Nian's face, which was originally quite comfortable, obviously twitched stiffly a few times.

The fist she clenched was wrapped by Qin Lang's big hand, and the fake "stone" lost to the "cloth", and Gu Nian couldn't even save her from losing this round.

However, once a person has embarked on the path of Laipi, it is very difficult to turn back.

Unwilling to be won by Qin Lang in both games, Gu Nian simply completely ignored the result of the game and said: "Well, my stone is ten, your cloth is five, ten is more than five, you lost again, come on, hurry up and help me wrap up the wound, the alcohol will be free." ”

Although the words are reasonable, the eyes are full of obvious emptiness.

Knowing that his clamor was tantamount to a Trojan horse in front of Qin Lang's calmness, he could only ask for his own hardships in the end.

So as soon as the words came out, he lost his confidence, his head hung ninety degrees, and Gu Nian didn't say any more words of protest.

Rubbing Gu Nian's hands at his side with a gentle smile, Qin Lang's eyes gently probed into Gu Nian's bright eyes.

It wasn't until his eyes touched someone's expression that he was more pitiful than a little milk cat, and he was completely recognized by Gu Nian, that Qin Lang re-clamped the alcohol cotton with tweezers and carefully wiped it on Gu Nian's blood-soaked wound.

Originally, Gu Nian just bit his lip tightly, thinking that if he endured it, the whole bandaging process would be over.

As a result, because the wound was too deep and the wound area was too large, even the nails were worn out in half, and when Qin Lang was halfway there, Gu Nian still couldn't help it, and then he was so hurt that tears were about to flow out.

I never thought that swimming could hurt myself like this, and I had to obey my own disaster-inducing physique, so I cried out with an "ah".

In order to reduce Gu Nian's pain, Qin Lang carried out the whole process extremely quickly.

Almost as soon as the wound was bandaged, he kissed her on the lips in distress.