In my head, there was a muffled buzzing sound, like a thunderclap.

He heard his own heartbeat and instantly picked up speed.

On the other side, Shen Ning was also stunned.

A big man suddenly popped out of the closet, and she was calm enough not to scream.

For about five seconds, Shen Ning and Pei Xiyuan stood face to face like sculptures.

The two of them were close at hand, and the hem of his open coat was about to touch her little cherry, which was protruding from the cold.

After a few seconds, both men reacted, then turned around at the same time.

Shen Ning hugged his arms and turned his back to Pei Xiyuan, Pei Xiyuan also turned around, and as a result, he slammed on the wall cabinet.

This time, the blow was very heavy, and it happened to hit him in the injured forehead.

He frowned in pain, but he didn't say a word.

"Bring me a piece of clothing."

Shen Ning's voice was obviously a little dry, and no matter how calm a woman was, she would inevitably be nervous and shy at this time.

Reaching out to take out a bathrobe from the closet, Pei Xiyuan turned around and quickly draped the bathrobe on her back.

Stretching out his sleeves and wrapping his shirt tightly, Shen Ning turned around and faced him again.

"I'm sorry." Pei Xiyuan stood in place, his face full of apologies, "I...... I didn't expect you ......"

Shen Ning raised her eyes, her gaze swept over his face, and noticing the blood dripping from his face, she frowned and turned around.

"Come with me."

Like a schoolboy who made a mistake, Pei Xiyuan followed her to the living room with his face down, and watched Shen Ning walk into the TV, and he also followed.

Reaching out and taking out a small white plastic box from the shelf of the TV cabinet, Shen Ning turned his face and almost bumped into Pei Xiyuan, who came over.

She stopped and gave him a blank look.

"Sit down on the couch."

Pei Xiyuan turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

Not having the courage to look him in the eyes, he hung his face and looked diagonally down.

In the line of sight, Shen Ning's feet in slippers slowly walked in, and the bathrobe was only a little below the knee, revealing her straight and beautiful calves.

Her feet are very slender, her fingers and toes are all slender and beautiful, and her nails are neatly groomed, without nail polish, but with a natural shine.

……

Pei Xiyuan realized that he was wandering.

"I'm really ...... what happened just now."

"Don't move!"

Shen Ning pinched the cotton wool, helped him wipe the blood from the corners of his eyes, and carefully helped him remove the old gauze that had been stained with blood, and bent over to help him treat the wound seriously.

The original wound has scabbed, and the impact just now has knocked the old wound open.

Pei Xiyuan sat on the gauze with her waist straight, feeling her fingers on her forehead, slightly cool but soft.

Pushing his head back slightly, Shen Ning pinched the cotton wool and helped him clean the blood from the wound.

That way, his eyes were on her neckline.

The bathrobe was loose-fitting, and from his vantage point, he could clearly see her slender neck and two curved collarbones, and then down, there were two white highlights...... Also, a hazy shadow.

Several locks of her hair slipped down, one of which was stuck diagonally between her collar.

In the air, dark incense floats.

At that moment, Pei Xiyuan was envious of her hair.

Her body flashed back in front of him, and his breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

Shen Ning only thought it was painful, "Bear with it, it's a bit of a dissolution here, I'll help you wipe the pus clean." ”

In fact, he and Ben didn't feel any pain, but there was a strong urge in their hearts to hug her, tear off the bathrobe that was in the way, and take her for themselves.