"You go take a shower first. Jiang Ping said to Zhao Wanqing very casually, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

However, Zhao Wanqing didn't think so, and couldn't help frowning and asking, "Why do you want to take a bath?"

Jiang Ping said to Zhao Wanqing while sorting out the glass bottle containing the ointment: "The scar must be kept as clean as possible in order to give full play to the effect of the ointment." And the ointment should be left on for two days after application, and you must not touch the water during this period, so I don't care if you think it's okay. ”

It's the height of summer, and ordinary people feel uncomfortable if they don't take a shower for a day. Zhao Wanqing was originally a little clean, and when she heard that she couldn't take a bath for two days, she was immediately taken aback. In addition, it also involves the problem of treatment effect, Zhao Wanqing can't take care of it too much, and hurriedly asks Jiang Ping to wait for a while, and she takes a shower herself.

Zhao Wanqing stood under the faucet with a silk-no-hanging, letting the water rush through her delicate body, and focusing on cleaning the scars as Jiang Ping said. Although she tried her best not to think crankily, when she thought of a young man outside the bathroom, Zhao Wanqing's heart was inevitably a little strange. This is a mixture of shyness, embarrassment and a little uneasiness, which Zhao Wanqing has not experienced for a long time.

At the same time, Jiang Ping was seriously mixing the ointment in the living room. Separate ointments must be mixed well before use to fully exert their effects, otherwise they will not only be ineffective, but may also cause further damage. Therefore, this step must not be careless, and it must be done with absolute care.

However, the sound of water coming from the bathroom made Jiang Ping a little distracted. As long as he thought that Zhao Wanqing was taking a bath, Jiang Ping felt that there was an impulse in his body that was about to move, which also made him feel a little surprised.

After all, for Jiang Ping, who is a man of two lives, he has a lot of experience in waiting for a woman to take a bath in the living room or bedroom, so it stands to reason that he will not be so unsettled. Jiang Ping thought about it for a while, and finally attributed the situation to his current age.

After all, Jiang Ping is a high school student at the moment, and he is at the age when he is most interested in the opposite sex. And in the eighteen years of his life, he has never had intimate contact with a woman, and he is definitely a hairy young man who is physiologically untouched. Now that there is a woman as mature as a peach, taking a bath in a place across the door, it is normal for Jiang Ping to be a little restless.

"Be calm!" Jiang Ping secretly reminded himself in his heart, trying to concentrate on mixing ointment. There's no room for sloppiness, it's about perfection.

Three different ointments were poured into a large porcelain bowl by Jiang Ping, and gradually mixed together under his stirring, forming a dark brown paste, while exuding a spicy herbal fragrance. Only at this time did Jiang Ping stop, based on the experience of his previous life, he knew that the ointment had been completely mixed together at the moment.

Jiang Ping had just mixed the ointment, the bathroom door opened, and Zhao Wanqing, who was wearing a bathrobe, slowly walked out. Because she had just taken a shower, Zhao Wanqingqiao still had a faint flush on her face, and her wet hair fell down on her chest, adding a bit of playfulness to her. Of course, the bathrobe worn in summer is not very thick, vaguely outlining Zhao Wanqing's beautiful body curves. A pair of snow-white straight calves, looming at the hem of the bathrobe, add a bit of seductive charm to her.

didn't expect Zhao Wanqing to come out in a bathrobe, and Jiang Ping was also a little surprised. However, he also had to admit that Zhao Wanqing's dress was indeed very attractive at the moment. If you can ignore the scar on her face, even the most discerning person will think that Zhao Wanqing is an excellent beauty.

In fact, Zhao Wanqing also felt a little embarrassed about her dress, and explained to Jiang Ping in a whisper: "There are no other clothes to change in the bathroom, so ......"

Jiang Ping didn't let Zhao Wanqing say anything, but just interrupted her lightly: "This is the best, it will be more convenient to apply medicine later." You sit down and put medicine on your face first. ”

Seeing Jiang Ping's attitude so calm, Zhao Wanqing also felt that she was not so embarrassed, and her impression of this young man was a little better. She nodded slightly, and then Ying Ying sat down in front of Jiang Ping.

In order to facilitate the dressing, of course, the two of them had to be very close to each other. As soon as Jiang Ping approached Zhao Wanqing, he smelled the faint fragrance of the bath on her body, and he couldn't help but feel a flutter. In order to avoid being seen by Zhao Wanqing, Jiang Ping hurriedly picked up a piece of medical gauze that had been prepared and wiped off the remaining water droplets on her face.

"You should never touch the water for two days, not at all, so you have to dry it completely. Jiang Ping explained to Zhao Wanqing why he did this, and carefully wiped off all the remaining water droplets on the scar.

The next thing is naturally to apply the medicine, Jiang Ping used the prepared medical tongue depressor to evenly spread the mixed ointment on the scar on Zhao Wanqing's face. There must be no mistakes in this step, the ointment must be applied all over the scar, but not in contact with normal skin, otherwise blemishes will be left in the future.

So Jiang Ping was very serious, especially when he applied to the edge of the scar, he even changed a toothpick to apply the medicine to Zhao Wanqing little by little. Jiang Ping concentrated on applying the medicine, for fear that he would leave regrets to Zhao Wanqing if he was not careful.

Speaking from her heart, when Jiang Ping began to apply medicine to Zhao Wanqing, she was still a little embarrassed in her heart. After all, Zhao Wanqing and Jiang Ping have only met a few times in total, and Jiang Ping is a young man much younger than her, so letting such a "little boy" be so close to herself makes Zhao Wanqing feel very uncomfortable.

However, when she saw Jiang Ping applying medicine to herself so seriously, the embarrassment in Zhao Wanqing's heart had long disappeared without a trace, but was replaced by deep gratitude and a faint sense of happiness. In her memory, it had been a long time since anyone cared so much about herself. When this feeling of being cared for and valued returned, it also added a touch of brightness to Zhao Wanqing's gloomy mood.

Looking at Jiang Ping, who was engrossed in giving himself medicine, Zhao Wanqing was suddenly moved by the serious appearance of this little boy. At this moment, Zhao Wanqing even forgot Jiang Ping's age, but thought that he was a mature man who could be relied on. Her beautiful eyes looked straight at Jiang Ping's close face, and she only felt that a strange feeling slowly spread in her heart.

Jiang Ping didn't notice the change in Zhao Wanqing's expression, but wholeheartedly helped her apply the medicine. When he finally completely covered the scar on Zhao Wanqing's cheek with ointment, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

As soon as the originally concentrated mind relaxed, Jiang Ping naturally noticed other things. At first, he just glanced down inadvertently, and was immediately attracted by the situation in front of him. A pair of eyes looked straight ahead, completely reluctant to look away from his gaze.

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