Yan Jingxi was praised a little cramped, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the suit on his arm was cut, and a piece was stained with red blood.

Worry crossed his eyes.

"That?" Yan Jingxi pointed to his arm, his apricot eyes widened, sparkling, and asked softly, "Doesn't your arm hurt?" ”

Lu Muqing followed her gaze and looked at her arm, his face did not change, he raised his eyebrows, and said very calmly: "I said why is it a little wet." ”

Yan Jingxi: "......"

This man is too strong, and he doesn't react at all when he sees that he is injured.

"Why are you still stunned, help me look at the wound." Lu Muqing turned around and walked to the room.

Yan Jingxi expected that he was accidentally injured when he saved her just now, and glanced at his arm, a little inexplicably moved.

If it hadn't been for him just now, I guess the knife would have stabbed her.

She was a grateful person, and she didn't think much about it at this time, and followed him into the room.

Lu Muqing pulled his tie and said to Yan Jingxi calmly: "Do you see if there is a medical box in the cabinet above the kitchen?" ”

"Okay." Yan Jingxi answered, walked into the kitchen, and when she came out with the household medicine box, Lu Muqing had already taken off his black suit, revealing a white silk shirt, the shirt was obediently attached to his body, and he could vaguely feel the outline of his chest muscles.

Yan Jingxi's face flushed slightly, and he hurriedly focused his gaze on his arm.

The clothes were stained with blood, and when I pulled them, the wound opened again, and the blood flowed out again.

"Don't pull it, you have to cut it first, I'll get it!" Yan Jingxi walked forward quickly, squatted down in front of him, put the medicine box on the ground, took out scissors from it, cut the cloth along the perimeter of his wound, and neatly took out disinfectant alcohol and cotton.

"It may hurt a little when you clean it for a while, you bear with it, I'll give you emergency treatment first, and then go to the hospital to see, it's troublesome if it's inflamed." Yan Jingxi said softly.

Lu Muqing locked Yan Jingxi's worried and urgent eyes, his eyes were covered with a layer of enchanting dark, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The little girl put away the cunning, hypocrisy, claws, and gentle and lovely side.

Yan Jingxi didn't look at Lu Muqing, and focused on treating the wound.

She washed the coagulated blood, and after all the blood was clear, she blew gently while disinfecting the wound.

The soft wind blew on his arm, like a feather tickling his invincible heart.

"Xiaoxi." Lu Muqing shouted softly.

Because of the extra gentleness, Yan Jingxi's heart trembled, and he looked up at Lu Muqing.

His breath fell on her cheeks, as if it could enter her bloodstream.

Her left hand was holding his arm, and she could feel the heat of his scalding skin in his muscles.

Inexplicably cramped.

Yan Jingxi let go of his hand, subconsciously wanted to deliberately keep a distance from Lu Muqing, his body unconsciously stepped back, forcibly looked at his eyes calmly, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Lu Muqing saw her small movements in his eyes, his eyes were deep, he raised a shallow smile, and asked, "Can you change your position, keep a posture all the time, and your waist is a little sore." ”

No matter how this sentence sounds, it has a not very serious taste of love, Yan Jingxi's face is red, his eyes are covered with embarrassing different colors, sparkling, and he doesn't move.

Lu Muqing bent down slightly, looked at her eyes level, and said meaningfully: "What are you thinking, at a young age, you seem to know a lot." ”

Yan Jingxi saw his ruddy face in his eyes, a little shy, and very annoyed, guessing that he was deliberately teasing himself, forcibly raised his chin calmly, pretended to be ignorant and innocent, and asked with concern: "Uncle, are you kidney deficient?" I've heard that kidney deficiency is the cause of backache. ”