An Qin hummed in agreement and sat behind the young man.

"I'll apply some anti-inflammatory solution to you, and if it doesn't get better in the past two days, I recommend that you see a doctor." She unscrewed the bottle of anti-inflammatory solution, dipped a cotton ball in some potion, and gently wiped the wound on his back.

"A small injury, it will be healed soon." The Anti-inflammatory Liquid was very gentle, only a slight sting, but even so, the girl was very careful, and she also intimately leaned in and blew on his wound to relieve his pain.

Mingyi lowered his head and sat motionless to receive the girl's treatment.

After the anti-inflammatory liquid was wiped, An Qin put the medicine bottle on the bedside table: "If there are still injuries elsewhere, you can wipe them yourself." ”

"Hmmm! Thank you! ”

As soon as Ming saw the girl climb out of bed, she took a hair dryer, connected it to the power supply, and blew his hair.

Her fingers gently stroked his short hair, and she stood close to the side, and he could smell the faint fragrance of her body.

If he hadn't met Si Yu, would he have found a girl like An Qin like a normal boy, got married, had children, and lived his life plainly?

Such thoughts are only fleeting, he never regrets liking Si Yu, and feels that meeting him is the happiest thing.

However, as he became more successful and famous, the relationship between him and Si Yu became more and more difficult, and they became cautious and even afraid of being known by the world.

It's depressing!

"Blown!" An Qin turned off the hair dryer and used his fingers to straighten the young man's short silky hair. "It's not early, it's late!"

"And where do you sleep?" Mingyi asked her.

"I sleep on the living room couch." An Qin put away the hair dryer, took a blanket and was about to go out, but the young man pulled the corner of his clothes.

"I'll sleep on the couch."

"It's all said, don't be polite to me. Also, you need a comfortable place to get a good night's sleep. An Qin smiled at the young man. Be good and go to sleep. I'll go wash your clothes and go to bed later. ”

"That ......" her smile was impossible to refuse, and Mingyi was still full of mushy and was not good at those polite words. He retracted his hand and said with something in mind. "Except for my hat, mask and coat, I threw everything else in the trash. Can you buy me some change of clothes tomorrow? ”

"Good!" An Qin nodded.

Ming lay down on his side in the bed, his back to the door, curled up on the side of the bed like a badly injured animal, and closed his eyes tiredly.

An Qin, who walked to the door, looked back at the boy curled up in a ball, sighed softly, she withdrew, opened the air conditioner and gently covered him.

"Good night!"

Ming Yi didn't open his eyes, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and pulled the quilt across half of his face.

An Qin walked out of the room and gently closed the door.

She put the blanket on the sofa in the living room and went into the bathroom to clean up what Meiichi had left inside.

His hat and mouth cage rested on the shelves, his coat hung on the wall against the door, and other clothes filled the trash can by the toilet.

Blood-stained shirts are not easy to clean, and it is understandable that they are thrown away, so why did you lose your pants too?

An Qin approached the garbage can puzzled, took out the garbage bag, and in the bag that expanded the space, the jeans stuffed on the top were poured to the side, revealing half of the white panties stained with blood and mucus......

Belch?!

This is.......

An Qin's heart tightened, and the feeling of colic hit her, and she held her breath.