"Blow dry your hair first." Gu Ting smiled, raised his bleeding arm, and reached out to hold the barrel of the gun.

He moved up, Shen Qing used force, and the gun was still against his forehead.

"Get out." Shen Qing glanced up at him, and the back of the man's hand was covered with green tendons, and he seemed to use a lot of strength.

She took a deep breath and smelled a faint smell of blood.

"Sick." Shen Qing took the gun back, and the speed was very fast, and he heard Gu Ting snort.

There was a little blood on the barrel.

"...... In. Shen Qing glanced at him, threw the gun on the table, and entered the room.

Gu Ting was stunned for two seconds, looked down at his bloody palm, lowered his head and smiled, entered the house and closed the door.

Shen Qing came out with a medicine box, and when he saw the man fiddling with the hair dryer, he immediately frowned, "Don't dirty the hair dryer." ”

The medicine box was thrown on the table with a loud noise.

"Oh." Gu Ting glanced at the girl carefully, and sat at the table obediently like a good baby.

"I don't have hands?" Shen Qing saw that people had been looking at him, and glanced at him.

Gu Ting was stunned, raised his uninjured right hand, and opened the medicine box to give himself medicine.

Shen Qing sat on the side and took out his mobile phone to play.

As soon as the God of War was launched, he received an invitation from Chu Yu.

Shen Qing was irritable, played for a minute, and then went offline.

[Chu Yu: Sister Qing, I'm dying, save me! ] 】

[System prompt: Your friend is offline.] 】

Chu Yu: ......

Time seemed to pass very slowly, Gu Ting raised his head and glanced at the girl beside him.

"Qingqing, can you help me tie it up?" Gu Ting took the strap and looked at her pitifully.

"That's a lot of." Shen Qing slammed the phone on the table and glanced at him with a cold brow.

Then he took the bandage, tore off a section, and wrapped Gu Ting's palm very roughly.

"Shhhh

Shen Qing was not moved, tied an extremely ugly knot on him, and then pressed it on his palm with a wicked taste.

"Hiss......" Gu Ting gasped.

The medicine given by Shen Qing stopped bleeding quickly, but it was very painful, and the powder was pressed into the flesh, which was more uncomfortable than sprinkling salt.

"It's not as good as a woman." Shen Qing glanced at him, removed the bandages on his arms again, and re-medicated him.

"Sister Xia, you said?" Fine sweat broke out on Gu Ting's forehead.

Shen Qing's sister should be Miss Xia.

The wound on Gu Ting's arm was quite deep, and with the exertion, it cracked open and left blood.

Shen Qing pressed the man's arm on the table, directly poured the medicine in the medicine bottle, and wrapped it in a bandage.

"So fast?" Gu Ting glanced at the white medicine bottle more, a little familiar.

"." Shen Qing got up directly and closed the medicine box.

"Qingqing." Gu Ting reached out and grabbed her wrist, his voice was very deep and hoarse, and he seemed to use a lot of strength.

"I didn't know it was you." He was annoyed that he hadn't recognized her in the first place.

Shen Qing narrowed her eyes, "What does it matter?" ”

Anyway, Liangzi has already been concluded.

"I apologize." Gu Ting got up and stood straight in front of the girl, like a hill.

Shen Qing hooked the corners of his mouth contemptuously, and his eyes were cold.

The man stretched out his right hand and gently pressed the girl's eyebrows, and the Adam's apple moved, "Compensation me to you, okay?" ”

"Not interested." Shen Qing raised his head, took a step back, and carried the medicine box into the small room inside.

Gu Ting pursed his lips, looked down at his bandaged ugly left hand, went to get a hair dryer, and gently knocked on the girl's door.

Shen Qing opened the door, glanced down at the hair dryer in his hand, and sat on the bed expressionlessly.

Gu Ting followed in and carefully blew her hair.

His movements were very light and careful, Shen Qing's hair was long and thick, and he couldn't do it at once.

Gu Ting stood and gently lifted the hair behind the girl's ear, revealing her porcelain white skin, his hand movements paused, and his gaze slowly moved down.

Shen Qing was wearing pajamas that were very thin, with a crossed neckline under her collarbone, and the marks on her neck had not faded, which was even more eye-catching against the background of her white skin.

Shen Qing waited for a while, without a trace of wind blowing in his hair, raised his head and glanced at him,

"Painful wounds?"

Then he took his hand and saw that there was no bloodshed.