Mo Junlin raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "It hurts?" ”

"Isn't this nonsense?" Su Qing was in pain, and her temper grew, "Isn't it ten fingers connected to my heart, I'm dying of pain." ”

"The back of your hand hurts, and it has nothing to do with your fingers."

That being said, he used disinfectant to clean her wounds a lot more gently.

Seeing that she was still wrinkling his eyebrows, he couldn't help but lean over and exhale softly into her wound.

Su Qing obviously didn't expect him to do this, she looked at his black head blankly, and her breathing became sluggish.

Knock knock.

She heard her heart pounding.

He has excellent hair quality and a healthy hair color.

"Mo King's Landing, did you snack black sesame paste?"

Mo Junlin raised his eyes to look at her, "What do you mean?" ”

Facing his ink-black eyes, Su Qing's eyes flashed slightly, and she moved away in a panic, "I mean your hair is dark and swarthy, is it deliberately maintained?" ”

The corners of the man's lips hooked slightly, "Natural." ”

Cut, tsundere!

Su Qing asked again, "What brand of shampoo do you use?" ”

“Royal。”

“Royal？” Su Qing silently wrote it down, not forgetting to praise, "Well, it smells good." ”

Mo Junlin cleaned the blood residue on the back of her hand, and then gently applied the ointment to her, and then gently wiped it away with a cotton swab.

The refreshing and cool feeling replaced the burning pain before, and Su Qing's expression unconsciously relaxed, "Do you often treat wounds?" ”

"Why do you ask?"

"I think you're very skilled."

"I often watch Aze deal with it, so it will naturally be a little bit."

Su Qing pursed her lips and said lightly, "Oh." ”

"You're the first!" He said suddenly.

Su Qingdai raised her eyebrows lightly, noncommittal.

"What, don't you believe it?"

"Faith!" Believe you!

Mo Junlin was satisfied, but to his disappointment, he didn't see the slightest emotion in her eyes.

I unconsciously remembered Aze's words in my mind, he said, you do so much, she is still indifferent, then, there is only one possibility, she doesn't like you at all!

"Ah, it hurts." His movements suddenly intensified, so that Su Qing couldn't help but scream, and she snatched the cotton swab from his hand, "I'll do it myself!"

Mo Junlin stood up, his eyes staring at her for a few seconds, "Who is it this time?" ”

Su Qing miraculously understood, and she said helplessly, "My uncle's eldest daughter." ”

"Did you fight back?"

Su Qing smiled, he seemed to be very concerned about whether she had returned it.

"Of course, my motto is, if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will pay it back a hundredfold! I ripped off a handful of her hair, slapped her twice, and ah, her calf was strained by my fingernails. ”

"It's not important, the important thing is that before the enemy strikes, you learn to protect yourself and not let the other party succeed."

His serious and earnest teaching appearance made Su Qing's heart warm silently, "Well, I know." ”

He placed the medicine box in the cabinet under the coffee table, then walked towards the open kitchen with his handbag.

Su Qing sat on the sofa and saw him put the vegetables and food in the bag into the refrigerator one by one.

In a few moments, the empty refrigerator was filled.

Her sharp eyes found that there was her favorite papaya yogurt, and she was overjoyed, and ran over like a child, "Wow, Mo King's Landing, where did you buy this yogurt?" ”

"Supermarket."

"Yes, many supers don't have this flavor, and you're so lucky to get it." Su Qing couldn't wait to insert the straw into the small hole, and after taking a sip, she said happily, "That's the taste, I like to drink it the most." ”