He was silent, raised his feet and walked into the kitchen, standing in front of Song Qing.

Song looked down on him and suddenly approached him, and subconsciously took a step back, but behind him was the pool, and this leg leaned on the pool.

Zhao Cheng reached out and grabbed her waist, bent down and gently carried the person on his shoulder.

"it...... You...... What are you doing? ”

Zhao Cheng wrapped one hand around Song Qing's waist and turned around and walked out of the kitchen, until he came to the living room, he sat on the coffee table.

"You, what are you doing?"

Not to mention, at this moment, Song Qing felt the sound of his heart pounding.

Why did you let her sit on the coffee table, and now he was standing in front of her, this posture was so strange.

Zhao Cheng ignored her brain supplement, but reached out to hold her foot, took off her slippers, and his eyes fell on her instep, which should have been scratched by the broken bowl fragments that were broken and splashed.

Song looked at him holding his foot and was stunned for a moment, his face turned red, and he was about to withdraw his foot in an instant, "You, let go of me." ”

Zhao Cheng glanced up at her, reached out and stroked her cheek, soothing.

"Don't move, your feet bleed."

Hearing his voice, Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but glance at the instep of his foot, which was indeed scratched and bleeding out.

Although it seems to be just a little bit of skin.

Seeing this, Song Qing reacted.

With an embarrassed smile, Song waved his hand lightly, "That, thank you, I'm fine, it's just a little bit of skin, it's not in the way." ”

Zhao Cheng glanced at her and asked, "I didn't have any medicine with me, do you have it here?"

"Yes, I have a band-aid on my desk and I'm going to get it myself." Song said softly and went directly down and down from the coffee table, ready to put on slippers.

But before she could stand on the ground, she was picked up by the waist and strode directly towards her bedroom.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but complain, ", you let me down and I'll go by myself, I'm just scratching a little skin, and I'm not crippled." ”

"Be quiet." Zhao Cheng said that the person had already walked into the bedroom.

Zhao Cheng walked into the bedroom with Song Qing in his arms, and walked directly to the bed, and then put the person down.

After putting Song Qing down, Zhao Cheng walked to the desk where the computer was placed, frowning, "Where is the wound medicine?" ”

Song Qing heard the question and looked up at the tall man standing in front of the desk, pointing to the box on the desk with a hot face, "That box is all of it." ”

Zhao Cheng looked at a small box on the desk, and reached out to take out two band-aids from it.

The band-aid does smell of medicine, and this should be it.

Zhao Cheng walked up to Song Qing with a band-aid and squatted in front of her with a single shoe.

He looked up at the person sitting in front of him and asked, "How do you use this?" ”

Looking at the man half-squatting beside him, Song Qing was shocked.

The famous Zhao traitor was half-squatting in front of him, wanting to give her medicine, no, he wanted to put a band-aid on her.

Zhao Cheng: Who is that?

That's the kind of first powerful minister in ancient and modern times, who steals homes and slaughters people every minute without blinking an eye.

Looking at the man in front of him, Song Qing felt so unreal.

"Well, I'll do it myself." Song said softly, quickly reaching out and snatching the band-aid in his hand.

Song Qing took the band-aid and tore it open, and he was about to stick it on the instep.

Before her hand could reach it, her foot was caught by the man.

"I'll come."

Zhao Cheng said and took the band-aid in her hand.

He looked down at the blood on her instep, then at the tiny band-aid, and finally at the end.

"You...... You ......" Song Qing's whole body was stiff now, and he couldn't say a word when he looked at him.

Zhao Cheng raised his head and glanced at her, expressionless, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Sanitize."

As she spoke, the band-aid had been placed on her wound.