How can an ordinary female college student bandage her wounds be so fluent without a trace of hesitation?

This question came up in his heart, and his back was naked/leaning on the sofa coldly, and the moment his eyes became sharp, his body slowly moved forward.

He wanted to be closer to her so he could see better.

After the wound was disinfected, Tang Luo let go of two fingers, and the medical cotton ball held on the tweezers fell.

There was a glint in her eyes as she told him.

"Your wound is quite deep, no wonder your blood can flow to my clothes."

There was only one wound in the abdomen, but it was ten centimeters long.

Such a serious wound, was it really her blow?

When Leng Shilan heard this, his strong body moved, and his already sharp eyes carried a hint of danger.

"Well, it's quite a ...... indeed."

"I've disinfected your wound, and I've taken care of the skin on the outside of it."

After explaining, her eyes returned to the medicine box and found the white porcelain bottle containing the ointment.

Taking advantage of the time when she was taking the ointment, Leng Shilan quickly straightened his upper body.

"You're using this ointment, aren't you?"

The white and tender little hand held it, and the bottle body touched the cool white porcelain bottle, Tang Luo asked him uncertainly.

After a brief glance, Leng Shilan replied coldly.

"Yes, that's what I'm talking about."

With a definite answer, she unscrewed the cap of the white porcelain bottle, and a unique smell of medicine came out of the bottle.

Then, Tang Luo picked up a white cotton swab in his right hand and dipped it in some light gray paste.

"Then I'm going to start and apply medicine to your wounds."

"Okay." Leng Silent Lan agreed.

She turned her eyes, gave him a faint look, and began to apply medicine to his wounds.

Just now he asked him to sit up, but he didn't sit, but now he is sitting upright.

Since Leng Shilan had already sat upright, the distance between him and her had shortened.

The familiar sweet smell was once again on the tip of his nose.

In order to smooth out his wounds, the little face moved in his direction.

In this way, the breath she exhaled sprayed on the skin of his abdomen, tickling.

The fierce color in his eyes seemed to instantly extinguish the breath of her body temperature, and she regained a piece of clarity.

With his narrow eyes lowered, Leng Lonely looked down at Tang Luo, who was squatting in front of the sofa, his little face next to his abdomen, and his eyes began to become dark.

At this time, a dazzling beam of sunlight shone in from the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, and it happened to fall on Tang Luo's body and face......

This scene was successfully reflected, and she lowered her head to look at her cold and lonely eyes.

Tang Luo's already fair skin was shrouded in bright yellow sunlight, and it was immediately translucent like white porcelain.

Leng Shilan's eyebrows raised upward, and then his eyes came closer, looking at her with her hair tied into a ponytail, his heart rippled.

Her small face, lying on his abdomen, was still swinging because of the medicine......

The scene he saw was really easy to think about.

Leng Lonelan's body tensed up unconsciously, and the darkness under his eyes deepened.

But Tang Luo, who smeared the medicine on him, did not stop her movements.

His body became more and more tense.

After applying the ointment, Tang Luo took out a roll of unused gauze from the medicine box on the sofa, quickly stood up, and looked at the cold silence who was sitting.

Leng Shilan approached Leng Shilan, and she spread her slender arms around his waist.

Two small hands, one holding a white gauze.