After taking the medicine, Yu Qi finished treating the wound in three or two times, and didn't care about the bumps, and threw away the cotton swab.

I didn't even frown during the whole process, as if I didn't feel pain.

The Yu family has always done a good job in terms of face, so today they prepared a suit for fear of him being embarrassed.

The coat had long since been thrown away, the shirt buttons were missing, and the sleeves were pulled up a few times, revealing the bruises on the arms.

It is at the time of transition between a teenager and a man, even if he looks embarrassed, he can't cover his cold eyebrows and eyes, and his temperament is outstanding.

It's a sense of ambivalence that peers don't have.

In addition to the bumps and abrasions, one of the most serious wounds was cut by someone with a knife on the keychain, and it could be seen that the other party had killed him, and the blood stains had been winding down.

After making contact with him for a while, Gardenia's arms were already rubbed.

Wrapping the wound with a bandage, Yu Qichi was unconsciously attracted by the red color, and felt particularly dazzling.

He was silent for a long time, then pulled out a tissue and handed it over.

Gardena was still frowning and looking at his wound, and Leng Buding was stuffed with a tissue, a little stunned.

Then he noticed the cold sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help but sigh softly and moved to his side.

Seeing that he subconsciously wanted to distance himself, he simply grabbed his arm with one hand and raised his hand to get closer.

The dry and soft tissue wiped his forehead, Yu Qichi's body stiffened, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.

However, without vision, the other senses become more acute.

He could even smell the sweet smell coming from the little girl's body, like fruit, like sugar, very sweet, I don't know if it was perfume.

The silver bracelet slipped down where the two of them touched, and there was a cold touch.

Even the pain on his body was blurred.

So much so that when the other party withdrew, the fingertips hanging on his side moved unconsciously.

When he reacted, he was quickly pressed again.

Yu Qichi didn't look up at her, only hung her crow-colored eyelashes and reminded in a low voice.

"There's blood on your arm."

Gardena blinked, subconsciously lowered her head, and then sighed, and pulled a tissue again.

The room was quiet again.

After wiping it for a long time, there were still blood stains, so she simply went to the bathroom to clean it up.

When I came out, I found that the people in the room were gone, replaced by my parents.

The little girl stood on tiptoe and looked outside, her eyes puzzled.

"Is he gone?"

Gardenia's mother beckoned to her, and waited until she held her fragrant and soft girl in her arms before she had time to explain.

"Well, I see that his face is not good, he didn't stop him when he proposed to leave first, I heard your dad say, since I know each other, it's not bad to know, it's time to go out to eat now, it took a little time to find it just now, this meeting should start."

Gardena thought about it and felt that it made sense, so she nodded obediently.

"Okay, so won't he eat?"

Gardenia's mother was amused in her heart and pinched her cheek affectionately.

"Someone must have given it to him, so like to play with him? Do you want your dad to put you in a class? It just so happened that he wasn't at that school. ”

She was originally talking about playing, but she didn't expect the little girl to really think about it seriously and nodded neatly.

"Yes!"

Father Gardenia on the side couldn't help it, and opened his mouth sourly.

"Is that kid so good?"

He hadn't forgotten that the two children were holding hands just now.

Seeing Gardenia looking at him with an innocent expression, trying to get by, Gardenia's father only felt cold in his heart.

The cabbage he raised was going to be arched by the pigs.

In the end, it was Gardenia who patted him on the shoulder and motioned to pass the topic, so he snorted and took the mother and daughter out of the house.

It's not a bamboo horse, but I really can't think of any other title, so be it (the top pot slipped away)