"I just went up the mountain to pick a beehive, and when I came back, I just boiled loquat leaf paste, your uncle has a bad throat, he always coughs, and he can get better faster by drinking some medicine......"

After speaking, she only felt that her whole body was numb and itchy and unbearable, just now Xue Su let the wild bee bite hard, and the pool was not clean, and there were wounds on her body and jumped directly into it, if it was not uncomfortable, it would be strange, she made a basin of hot water, returned to the hut and wiped it carefully from head to toe.

There was no bronze mirror in the room, Xue Su reached out and touched the swelling of his face, neck, and lower back, and he didn't know where the wild bee came from with such a big ability, and she could toss her into this virtue through a layer of clothes, thinking about applying some soap horn water to relieve one or two, but before she could do it, the door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

The man with broad shoulders stood at the door, because he stood against the light, Xue Su couldn't see Qinghe's expression clearly.

Glancing down at his wide open clothes, Xue Su's face was feverish, his ears were red, and he hurriedly pulled the quilt to block his chest, so panicked that his fingers were trembling.

However, after sweeping Chu Qinghe's gloomy eyes, the woman realized that this person was blind and couldn't see anything.

Relieved, Xue Su put the quilt aside: "Close the door." ”

The dilapidated wooden door was closed, and there were only two people in the room, Chu Qinghe and Xue Su, even if this person couldn't see her disheveled appearance, but in the end, she was also a powerful adult man, just so straight and straight in the room, how to look at it and feel awkward.

"I was just taking a shower, you are so anxious, is there something wrong?"

There was a faint aroma of peach wood surging in the house, not obvious, but it was a little stronger than what I smelled yesterday, Xue Su said that she had just taken a bath, and this should be the reason.

"I met Liansheng in the courtyard just now, and said that you were soaked when you came back, what did you do?"

When the man spoke, his tone was indifferent as if it was mixed with ice ballast, and the words that were questioning made Xue Su feel uncomfortable, and he glanced at the honeycomb on the table, and snorted:

"I went to the mountains to collect honey, but I didn't think that those wild bees were so fierce that they bit me red and swollen, and it was very uncomfortable."

"Honey picking?"

"But no, you cough so badly, there happens to be an old loquat tree behind the house, use loquat leaves and honey to make loquat leaf paste, drink a little every day, you can stop coughing and reduce phlegm......"

Xue Su already had the intention of currying favor with Chu Qinghe, and what she did must be to let men know that she was not the kind of wilting person who did good deeds quietly.

The hut was not big, Xue Su walked in front of Chu Qinghe in a few steps, she was only wearing a light red cotton belly pocket, and she was wearing bloomers of the same color underneath.

People who are blind are not bad at hearing.

Chu Qinghe could hear the woman's gentle breathing, Xue Susheng was a whole head shorter than him, maybe only to his chest, spraying his body with a hot breath, through a thin layer of fabric, hitting the person, making him in a trance.

Xue Su carefully measured Chu Qinghe's expression, and could guess what the man thought in his heart, and as soon as she grasped the palm with the rough calluse, she hummed softly:

"I was worried that there was no one to help, but my husband came over and helped me apply some soapcorn water, and the places that were bitten by bees in the province were red and swollen, how uncomfortable was Sensei......

Chu Qinghe was just about to shake off Xue Su's hand, when he remembered the loquat leaves that were still simmering in the kitchen, the smell spread all over the courtyard, it turned out to be prepared for him?

Seeing that the man didn't agree or refuse, Xue Su was a thick-skinned person, beating snakes with sticks, and pulling Chu Qinghe to the bed with a smile.

The little hand pressed him on the bed board and sat down, she turned around and took the soap corner from the wooden shelf and put it in the bowl, added a little warm water to modulate it, and didn't know what politeness was, so she stuffed the coarse porcelain bowl into Chu Qinghe's hand, and sat next to him.

"There are seven or eight bags on my arm, and if you touch it, it is very swollen."

The rough two fingers were put together, and he reached into the bowl and dipped it in some soaphorn water, and before he could touch Xue Su's arm, he hissed and spoke: "I can't see where I've been bitten, I'm afraid it's not very convenient, it's better to let Liansheng help you apply it,"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Su was unhappy: "It's obviously because of your injury, but you still have to pass it on to others, Chu Qinghe, you can't be so unconscionable." ”

After a pause, she continued: "I can't see the wound, can't you know where the bite is?" ”

When she said this, Xue Su pinched her throat, her apricot eyes crossed the man's resolute face, she lived for two lifetimes, and she found for the first time that Chu Qinghe was still quite handsome, the man's handsomeness was different from Wang Youqing's handsomeness, his facial features were deep, his nose was high and his eyes were deep, his lips were a little thin, and he looked very serious when he was not smiling.

Hearing the woman's words, his palms stained with a little wet marks couldn't help shaking, Chu Qinghe took a deep breath, and the corners of his forehead burst into green tendons.

Although the atmosphere of the Dayu Dynasty is open, there is still a difference between men and women, he is a man, and Xue Su is a woman, let him grope around casually, even if it is for medicine, it is not in accordance with the rules, but the two are husband and wife who have worshipped, so naturally they can't say the same.

Chu Qinghe didn't move for a long time, and Xue Su couldn't help but urge:

"Hurry up!"

The calloused fingers touched the white and thin arm, the soaphorn water was slightly cold, in contrast to the slightly hot wound, the wild bees on the mountain were very venomous, and when bitten, the skin and flesh would be red and swollen, and if it was not treated, it would not get better for several days.

Chu Qinghe quickly found the first pimple, the cold water stain was applied to the wound, although it could not clear heat and detoxify, but it could slightly suppress a little unspeakable itch.

Xue Su muttered in his throat, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his thin body couldn't help but tremble slightly, like a flower bud swaying slightly by the wind, very tender.

The wound on her arm Xue Su couldn't touch, but she wanted to eliminate the mustard in Chu Qinghe's heart, so she had to let him see how miserable and pitiful she was.

At the moment, it's just to put some soaphorn water on her arm, it's not a big deal, Xue Su, the bitter fruit of her previous life, doesn't want to go through it again, Chu Qinghe is her only savior, how can she let it go?

When Chu Qinghe withdrew his hand, he was still sitting in place and didn't move.

The woman's arms are hidden in the sleeves all the year round, and they have not been exposed to the sun, although they are very thin, but the touch of pinching them in the hands is very soft, and the silky and delicate feeling seems to stay on the fingertips, so that he has not eased up for a while.

Xue Su didn't notice Chu Qinghe's abnormality, and the swollen and swollen pimple on her back hadn't been dealt with yet, but she didn't mean to let Chu Qinghe get her hands dirty.

He snatched the small bowl of soaphorn water from himself, tensed his body, and applied it little by little.

When the cloth comes into contact with the arm, there will be a sound of knowing the rope, although it is dark in front of the man's eyes, he is not blind in his eyes, and he can still guess what Xue Su is doing.

Coughing a few times, Chu Qinghe's face was bloodshot, and he didn't know if he was choking or because of something else.

The itch on his body gradually faded, Xue Su put on a stuffy blue clothes, stepped on cloth shoes and walked to the table, holding a clear yellow honeycomb and about to go out.

As soon as her thin hand as a chicken claw pressed on the door panel, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, looked back at the motionless man sitting on the edge of the bed, and asked:

"Why are you still here?"