Chapter 92: Let you sit back
Leng Yuhan's long and narrow eyes glanced at Lin Haohao, who was hanging his head, his eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't say anything.
He put Lin on the couch, then turned and walked inside.
Lin Hao was stunned to watch the straight back gradually disappear, slightly relieved, and her heartbeat gradually stabilized, she couldn't help but take a look at the surrounding environment, the spotless interior was too clean, so that she subconsciously looked at herself.
At this look, she was shocked by the excitement all over her body, and she couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into.
She actually ran out in her pajamas!!
The point is this pajamas!
This pajama is a cartoon pattern, forget it...... It's still a thin model for summer, and it's thin, it's thin......
And she didn't wear underwear...... I didn't wear it!
This pajama is not wearing underwear, and the traces can be seen at a glance.
All of a sudden, her face turned red.
She tightened her collar and prepared to slip out, but she carefully climbed off the couch, dragging her injured foot, and moved out of the door step by step, seeing that she was about to touch the doorknob, and a deep voice floated behind her.
"Lin, good, good."
Lin Hao felt a sigh in his heart and didn't dare to turn around.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Hao took a deep breath and smiled extremely flatteringly, "Young Master, I see that you have already gotten up, so I will go back first...... It's not too early, I'll wash up and go to school in a while......" She stared at the door panel, waiting for Leng Yuhan's consent to snatch the door out.
"Sit back for me."
The smile on the corner of Lin Haohao's mouth stiffened slightly, and the fingers holding the doorknob trembled, but he didn't dare to look back, "Young Master, do you have any other orders?" ”
"Let you sit back."
The voice was obviously cold, Lin Hao let out a low sigh, turned around, dragged his injured foot, and moved back step by step, his head hanging extremely low along the way, and his hands tightly wrapped around his arms.
As soon as she sat down, Leng Yuhan's slender legs walked up to her, followed by a bang, and the medicine box landed firmly on the coffee table.
Lin Hao looked at the medicine box in a daze, and his heart beat for a while...... What is this for?
Leng Yuhan looked at Lin Haohao's bare feet, and snorted coldly, "It's swollen like a pig's trotters, and you dare to run around, it seems that you don't want this foot anymore." ”
"I didn't ......" Lin Hao instinctively retorted, "Who doesn't want ...... feet"
Leng Yuhan's eyes narrowed slightly, there was a kind of momentum that if you dared to speak again, he would slap you to death, Lin Haohao was suddenly silenced and didn't dare to say more.
"Feet sticking out."
With last night's experience, Lin obediently raised his left foot.
Leng Yuhan bent down, squatted on the ground, and expertly removed alcohol, cotton balls, and potions from the medicine box.
Lin looked at Leng Yuhan in this posture, and couldn't help asking, "Leng Yuhan, should you want to give me medicine......
Leng Yuhan ignored her, just glanced at her coldly and motioned for her to pull up her trouser legs.
Lin Hao lifted her trousers uneasily, watched Leng Yuhan help her disinfect and apply medicine...... The slender white fingers walked between her ankles, and her mind was muddy......
Isn't it misogynistic to keep out the cold?
So why did he help her with the medicine?
And so meticulous and patient?
The coolness of the potion came, Lin sobered up a little, and subconsciously stopped Leng Yuhan's hand, "...... I'll ...... it myself."
A hint of coldness flashed in those deep eyes, and Lin Hao was stunned in his heart, so he looked at his hand on Leng Yuhan's hand.