"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem...... "Her face turned red from choking, and she almost didn't recover from her breath.

"Why was it so careless?" He chuckled and said in a tone like a child, and he liked to tease her and see her look cramped and flustered.

At this time, Song Yinyin's face was flushed, and her dense and black eyelashes fell two small fan-like shadows on her face, flashing and flashing, very tempting.

And under the bridge of her delicate little nose, her lips were red, as if she had been smeared with rouge, and because of the violent cough, her eyes were shining with water, which was even more charming.

Looking at him like this, Lu Jinhan only felt that his throat tightened slightly, and his heart seemed to be burning a fire.

His gaze was always locked on her face.

Seeing that the corners of Song Yinyin's mouth were stained with wine, he wiped it off for her with his hand, and his movements were very intimate and ambiguous.

Song Yinyin subconsciously wanted to dodge, but her back was hooked by him, and she couldn't dodge.

If it continues like this, I don't know what will happen.

Fortunately, at this time, Song Dabai shouted in the courtyard: "Daddy, come and play with me, I want to play with this thing that looks like a parachute!" ”

The son's call stopped the rising tide of love between the two.

Lu Jinhan closed his eyes helplessly.

No, who let that be his son?

"It's coming!" He replied, his glance sweeping meaningfully across Song Yinyin's flushed cheeks.

He walked towards his son, "Which one do you want to play?" ”

"This!"

Song Dabai held up a small box, shook it and said, "This seems to be a parachute-shaped firecracker." ”

"I'll see."

Looking at the two figures, one big and one small, Song Yinyin secretly exhaled.

That night, Song Dabai pestered Lu Jin Han to play late, and in the end, he couldn't resist the sleepiness, so he fell asleep in Lu Jin Han's arm.

He had just survived the poison of the blood curse, and his physical strength and energy had not fully recovered, and when Lu Jinhan carried Song Dabai back to the bedroom, he was quite struggling.

Rong Bo saw his struggling expression, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Young master, young master, when did you open your mouth to tell Miss Song about the curse?

The next full moon night is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is the fullest time of the year, and it is also the most powerful time of the year when the poison of the blood curse attacks.

If you don't break the spell again, I'm afraid that the young master will ......

Thinking of this, Rong Bo had a plan in mind.

He took out the medicine box and stopped Song Yinyin halfway, "Miss Song, can I ask you a favor?" ”

"Rong Bo, please speak."

"Oh, that's the case, the young master had an accident on this business trip, and he got a little abrasion on his body, I wonder if you can treat the wound for him?"

Song Yinyin was surprised, and then remembered that when Lu Jinhan came to the competition site, she found that his face was haggard, and there seemed to be scars on his wrists.

Could it be that you had a car accident while you were on a business trip?

Hearing this, her heart tightened slightly.

"Does he matter? Is the wound deep? Why didn't you say it earlier, I would have let him go to the hospital if I had known......"

"It's not a big problem, it's already been dealt with, and now I just need to change the medicine."

Rong Bo said, handing over the medicine box, "Well, this is the medicine box, so please trouble Miss Song to change the medicine for the young master." ”

"Okay, leave it to me."

Song Yinyin nodded and went upstairs with the medicine box.

……

After Lu Jinhan carried Song Dabai back to the room, he tucked the quilt for him, and kissed him lightly on the forehead, so that he could leave with confidence.

Once his body relaxed, the feeling of exhaustion instantly invaded his body, and the scratches and scratches on his body were even more stinging at this time because of the sticky sweat.