She thought, and suddenly a pain in her hand pulled back her thoughts.

Then she saw a certain big guy with a calm face on a pile of white gauze.

He never seemed to be held by anyone else, so much so that after he tossed a few times, the gauze wrapped around her hand was still messy and fell apart when he moved.

But as if he didn't admit defeat, he scattered from the new system and rubbed off all the ointment on her hands.

The first time Chu Yao saw him with such bitterness and hatred, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

However, as she raised the corners of her mouth, he raised his head, his frowning brow paused slightly, and his distressed expression was slightly dissatisfied.

"What are you laughing at?"

Is this little woman laughing at him?

Chu Yao withdrew her hand and raised it, the gauze was already messy, and her raised hand suddenly scattered and fell to the ground.

"If you toss again, my hands will almost break the skin."

Of course, people like Nangong Yan Chi have never treated the wounds of others.

Although he has lived in the rain of bullets since he was a child and knows how to deal with it, it is the first time he has dealt with such a thing as winding bandages.

The first time I was laughed at by this little girl-

"I'll just do it myself." Chu Yao reapplied the ointment, took the gauze, wrapped it with one hand, and finally bit it with her teeth and tied a bow.

The technique is very skilled, she didn't know anything when she first came to City A, and her cooking was often burned to her hands, and she was not afraid that her grandfather would feel distressed when she saw it.

So they will hide and rub the medicine by themselves, and wrap it in gauze overnight.

Nangong Yan Chi's eyes showed pity, and he gently held her hand wrapped in gauze, slightly frosted.

Under Chu Yao's gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her hand, she was startled and suddenly retracted her hand.

This scene was seen by everyone and there was an uproar.

Nangong Yan Chi was afraid of hurting her hand, so he didn't grasp it hard.

"How can I catch you?" He was asking her.

“……”

Chu Yao didn't believe the chase in his mouth at all.

High society is crazy, maybe she is a cat and dog in his eyes who can't get what he wants to conquer, or maybe he wants to show his desire to conquer.

In their eyes, there is no such thing as love, just seeking physical needs.

She can't afford to play, neither mentally nor physically can afford it.

"Why don't you speak?"

Chu Yao thought for a while and said, "I have someone I like, so you don't have to work in vain." ”

"Who's that guy?" Nangong Yan Chi's face became gloomy, and his tone was cold.

Chu Yao noticed the change in him, obviously a little timid but straightened his spine, and started sign language: "No matter who it is, you have no hope, so don't come again in the future, and don't waste your efforts and play any kind of drama of chasing women." ”

Nangong Yan's blazing blue eyes gradually floated up, and he suddenly reached out to pinch her chin, and his blue eyes stared at her dangerously.

Chu Yao was surprised in his heart, but his eyes did not avoid his gaze.

Eyes met, and he let go of her and chuckled.

Chu Yao frowned slightly, was he laughing?

"Someone you like?" The depth of his eyes was hidden, and the meaning was unclear.

Chu Yao's frowning brows deepened when she heard this, and those eyes were even more intimidating at this time than when they were gloomy.

"You two love each other, you live or die?" He asked again.

"Yes." Chu Yao nodded.

"Good." Nangong Yan Chi's smile was even better.

His gaze seemed to be demonic, as if he had taken her into the thousands of meters of deep sea, and the dullness made her breathless......