Chapter 59
With such an ambiguous atmosphere, coupled with the ambiguous glances of Meng Yan and Xiaohe, Xiao Ling was the first to be defeated.
"Big brother!" Xiao Ling spoke softly, reminding Shen Si that he no longer knew where he had flown to his soul.
"Ahem......" Meng Tian came back to his senses and thought of the embarrassment he had just had, and put his right hand into a fist to his mouth to cover up with a cough.
Although his skin was slightly dark, the blush on Meng Tian's face that he couldn't hide was still clearly seen by the three of them.
Meng Yan and Xiaohe were afraid of this eldest brother (son), so they naturally didn't dare to break it in front of Meng Tian, but Xiao Ling hadn't eased up because Meng Tian had been staring at him all the time, so he naturally had no other thoughts.
"I'll bring you medicine, are you better?" Meng Tian adjusted his tone and said softly, handing out a small medicine bottle in his hand.
"It still hurts." In front of Meng Tian, Xiao Ling is the most real, and he doesn't need any disguise.
"Big brother, give it to Xiaohe! Xiaohe and I will give Ling'er medicine! Xiao He took the medicine bottle from Meng Tian's hand.
Although he was a little reluctant, Meng Tian still handed the medicine to Xiaohe. Xiao Ling went to a room inside under the leadership of Xiaohe and Meng Yan, leaving Meng Tian waiting outside.
Although he was worried about Xiao Ling's injury, after all, there were others, and Meng Tian didn't dare to enter rashly for the sake of Xiao Ling's reputation, so he had to wait patiently outside the house.
Xiaohe and Meng Yan evenly smeared medicine on Xiao Ling's knee, although the action was also very light, it was inevitable that he would accidentally hit a heavy hand, and Xiao Ling couldn't help but want to scream in pain several times.
Although Xiao Ling tried very hard to endure it any longer, he just gasped softly when he couldn't bear the pain, the sound was not loud, but it still reached the ears of Meng Tian, who was waiting outside the house.
Meng Tian listened to Xiao Ling's forbearant gasp, and felt as if he was in Ling Chi's heart, as if those injuries were on his body.
"Sizzle......" Another long gasp sounded coming.
Meng Tian couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up and paced back and forth irritably, and finally pushed the door open, not caring about any etiquette or etiquette.
"I'll do it!" Meng Tian strode forward, took the medicine bottle from Xiao He, who was already stunned, and took over the work of wiping the ointment between Meng Yan and Xiao He.
Meng Tian seems to be a rough man, but although Xiao He has been very careful in the matter of taking medicine, Xiao Ling still feels that Meng Tian is much more careful than her, at least he won't hurt himself.
Meng Tian didn't forget to exhale to relieve Xiao Ling's pain while applying the medicine, so Xiao Ling only felt a burst of coolness, and there was no sudden pain.
Meng Tian smeared medicine on Xiao Ling's knees, and carefully bandaged them with white cloth strips to prevent them from being rubbed off by his clothes, and wiped his knees and turned to the palms of his hands.
One was seriously applying the medicine, and the other was seriously looking at the person who was applying the medicine for himself, and the two completely ignored the other two people in the room who were obviously too shocked to do it.
At this time, Meng Tian had forgotten the etiquette and religion that he had respected for a long time, and had not thought of the moral code that he followed in the world.
Meng Yan's seemingly ordinary day was probably the most shocking day she had lived for 16 years, and all those shocks came from the eldest brother she had called for 16 years.
She never knew that her calm and resolute eldest brother would laugh, and she didn't expect him to be patient with a woman, even if she was his own sister, she didn't dare to expect it.
However, now because of a woman, she saw such a gentle, so careful eldest brother, looking at the softened eldest brother, he was even more handsome and charming, and even as a younger sister, she was fascinated.
Meng Yan felt that what was in front of her was a little unreal, and she thought that she was dreaming? After all, this was a scenario she couldn't even dream of.
The woman is petite and feminine, and the man is handsome and powerful, these two people seem to be an unrelated combination, but they are surprisingly harmonious when they are really put together.
Meng Yan and Xiaohe both seemed to be fascinated by the picture, and couldn't bear to break its beautiful harmony, so they just stood quietly next to it.
"Look at you and you're still so frizzy in the future!" After bandaging the wound, Meng Tian reproached Xiao Ling with a little doting, and poked her index finger at her head again.
"It hurts!" Xiao Ling shouted, and the wrapped palm wanted to touch his forehead, but Meng Tian grabbed his wrist in time and intercepted it.
"My hand hurts and it's still moving, I don't want it to get better, do you?" Meng Tian easily grabbed Xiao Ling's two wrists and didn't let her move, "Why does it hurt when I just touch it lightly?" ”
"It just hurts." Xiao Ling pouted and retorted, he felt pain just now and when Meng Tian poked his head before, but his hand was wrapped and he couldn't see what the situation was.
"Squeamish." Meng Tian still grabbed Xiao Ling's two wrists with one hand, and gently patted Xiao Ling's forehead with the other hand.
"It hurts." Meng Tian's palm touched Xiao Ling's forehead, and Xiao Ling screamed out in pain again.
Meng Tian also clearly felt a slight bulge in the palm of his hand, and when he stepped forward to take a look, Xiao Ling had a small bag on his forehead.
Because it was not very obvious, and there were some slight broken hairs covering it, no one had noticed it, and Xiao Ling could only feel it when Meng Tian touched it.
"How? I have a bag on my forehead, and I don't know if I'm injured? ”
"Bag?" Xiao Ling was also puzzled that he was injured for no reason? I wanted to reach out to check but was stopped by Meng Tian in time and didn't let me touch it.
"Hey, what a stupid girl." Meng Tian looked at Xiao Ling's confused appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and didn't forget to count helplessly.
Although he was very helpless and speechless about Xiao Ling's injury, Meng Tian still seriously smeared ointment on her forehead to prevent it from becoming more serious.
"Ahem, cough ......" The ambiguous interaction between the two finally made Meng Yan unbearable, and reminded them with a cough that someone else should be restrained.
Meng Yan's prompt successfully attracted the attention of the two, but Meng Tian just glanced up at her and still calmly dealt with Xiao Ling's wound.
Xiao Ling was not as calm as Meng Tian, and his face turned red. She silently reflected on whether she was too presumptuous, the two of them were indeed too reverie now, and they were still at Meng Tian's house, in front of his own sister.
"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore, so you don't need to wipe it anymore." Xiao Ling pushed Meng Tian away, kept some distance from him, and secretly looked up to peek at Meng Yan and Xiaohe's reactions.
No matter how close they were to Meng Tian before, there were only the two of them, and they didn't care what kind of eyes others had, so it was nothing.
And now suddenly someone looked at the two of them with a smile on the corner of their mouths, and they still forgot their existence in a daze, this selfless behavior of Ma Daha made Xiao Ling so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.