"I'll do it myself, you turn around." couldn't bear to embarrass her, Ling Jingyan took the initiative to speak.

Although I would love to see her help him.

"No, Uncle Yuwen said that you can't be involved in the wound." Although shy, Wen Rong still remembered the doctor's instructions.

"It's not very uncomfortable to wear." Ling Jingyan was indifferent.

"Let's change into pajamas, there are still many days." Wen Rong made up her mind that he was injured because of herself, and she also promised Uncle Yuwen to take care of him, and she couldn't retreat no matter what, especially with such a trivial matter in front of her.

"Where's the pajamas?"

"Enter the invisible closet to the right of the door."

Wen Rong effortlessly found the invisible wardrobe, took out the cotton pajamas, there seemed to be no thick pajamas, Wen Rong searched in the wardrobe, and found that the wardrobe was all hung with black suits, ties, and white shirts.

I took the dark blue pajamas, put them on the head of the bed, and reached out to untie the metallic belt.

Uh, how should I solve it, who will tell her?

Wen Rong never knew that the man's belt was so difficult to unravel, but he felt that the more anxious he was, the more he didn't know how to start.

"There's a little snap that goes up and down." Ling Jingyan calmly gave guidance.

Ding, finally opened, Wen Rong exhaled, relieved.

"Haven't you solved it?" Ling Jingyan asked casually.

"How can you solve it?" Wen Rong said angrily, he thought that everyone was injured like him and needed to be taken care of?

The corners of Ling Jingyan's lips, which had been pursed, couldn't help but curl, for the meaning contained in Wen Rong's words, and she was in a good mood for no reason.

Wen Rong glanced at him, what's so funny about this, why is he in such a good mood, but he is a patient, it is important to maintain a happy mood, for the recovery of the condition, he still maintains such a happy mood, it was too scary to be cold before.

Untied the belt and took off his pants, Wen Rong made it difficult again, and he made up his mind psychologically, but when it came to actual operation, he was still at a loss.

Biting his lower lip, Wen Rong decided to let go, and his little hand reached to the sides of Ling Jingyan's waist, but he had been considerate and cooperative before, and he didn't know whether he wanted to or unintentionally didn't raise it at the moment.

"Stand up, okay?" No, Wen Rong could only ask in a low voice.

Ling Jingyan didn't say a word, only stared at her deeply, a pair of ink pupils were like deep pools of water, dark and dignified, bottomless.

Wen Rong's cold hair stood on end when he looked at him, what happened to him? Evil?

Looking back at Ling Jingyan suspiciously, seeing that he finally cooperated with bending his long legs and letting his buttocks vacate the air, Wen Rong hurriedly put down his suspicions and reached out to help him take off his trousers.

When the trousers were taken off, Wen Rong finally realized the deep meaning of the deepening of his eyes, what was he thinking!?

She wanted to think that she was wrong, but Wen Rong knew what it meant no matter how ignorant she was.

Wen Rong only felt that all the blood in his body rushed to his brain, and his whole face turned crimson.

How could he—how could he still have the heart to think about this, and still to such a stranger as her, at this moment!?

I had to endure my shyness, cover him with a soft and comfortable silk quilt, and keep silently thinking in my heart: men and women are different, just physiological reflections, and have nothing to do with her, just physiological reflections, and have nothing to do with her.