Hand......

Bo Jinghan unconsciously raised his hand and looked at it in front of his eyes.

Fair skin, clean and delicate.

But in her eyes, it seems that there is still thick plasma, very dirty, with a strong smell of blood!

So-

She pulled out the needle in her hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, barefoot, stepping on the carpet, and walked towards the bathroom.

Maybe she doesn't even know where she is now.

I just opened the door of the bathroom with empty eyes, went in, and turned on the faucet on the washstand.

Blood...... That's a lot of blood!

Bo Jinghan anxiously rubbed his fingers, palms, and picked his nails.

A pair of white and tender hands were stunned by her almost rude movements, rubbing them red.

But she was still dissatisfied, rubbing and rubbing, letting the cold water rinse her hands.

Until, another figure suddenly appeared in the mirror.

"What are you doing!"

Lu Yan, who didn't see anyone when he entered the house, hurriedly put down his things, and followed the sound of water to find him.

As soon as he saw this little girl barefoot, standing on the cold brick floor, washing her hands by herself, he felt a "chuckle" in his heart, and he had a bad premonition.

Originally, it wasn't a big deal to wash her hands, but she washed it for a long time, and she didn't even notice him coming in, which made people feel uneasy.

Whoop -

The sound of water flowed.

Lu Yan looked down at the pair of hands she had placed under the water, almost crumpled by her, and frowned.

"Don't wash it, it's clean enough!"

Pulling her hand inexplicably, Lu Yan picked up the towel on the shelf and helped her wipe it.

But Bo Jinghan stubbornly wanted to break free.

"Don't move!"

didn't want to hurt her, Lu Yan didn't force her to fight with her, but just lowered his voice and ordered.

As he spoke, he didn't raise his head, and continued his movements, meticulously wiping her fingers, palms, backs, and even the gaps between her nails.

He was so serious, gentle and meticulous, and cautious, as if he were treating a treasure, a beloved gun.

Bo Jinghan looked at him blankly, his eyes empty and blank.

After a long time, she suddenly withdrew her hand, moved her hand to the faucet to rinse, and spit out a word in a low voice-

"Dirty!"

The low voice was light and fluttering, without half strength.

But when it fell on Lu Yan's ear, it was like a steel needle, poking his eardrum painfully.

Before he could speak, Bo Jinghan's voice muttering to himself came again: "I can't wash it off...... Why can't I wash off ......?"

By the way, Lu Yan understood that what she washed again was the blood stained last night!

Could it be that the woman who was locked up with her last night...... She killed her?!

A trace of doubt gathered in his eyes.

No way!

He believes that with her ability, if she really kills someone, she will definitely not make herself so wolf.

It's about settling that man's life in a more elegant way!

Thinking of this, Lu Yan wrapped his arms around her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, reached under the water with both hands, and gently held her hand.

"Jinghan, you can wash it off! I'll wash it for you, okay? ”

The cold water ran between the fingers of the two.

The temperature of Lu Yan's palm was tightly attached to her cold hand, gently rubbing the back of her palm and brushing her fingers.

Fingertips, finger edges, finger seams......

Ten fingers entangled.

The warm sensation slowly spread along with his touch.

It seems to extend to the tip of the heart.

It's a little itchy!