Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Qin Shiting walked over and squatted directly in front of her, lifting her legs: “Don't move. ”

Reading songs: “…”

I don't dare move now. I'm all stiff now, okay?

Until he took off his socks, he read a song and felt his blood clotting all over him.

She clasped her lips, tried to distract herself and put her gaze on her feet, which was why she saw her feet tripping so hard, a red piece on the front of her ankle, the ankle next to her was already a little swollen due to the sprain. Although the swelling was not serious, if it was not handled in a timely manner, it was expected that she would not be able to walk tomorrow morning.

Qin Shiting is now a medical scholar just like her. This simple fall injury does not need to go to the hospital. She saw him apply the oil on his hand and heated the oil friction in his palm, and then covered it on her ankle. As she read the song, she looked at his hand and his ankle position and did not know what she was thinking.

It's just that I think it's all worth it.

There has been little contact for most of the six months, and not more than ten sentences have been said.

Though exciting today, because of a momentary impulse, even his small life almost died under his car, but luckily he was good at driving, said he stopped, and luckily, she was there to see such a side of him.

What's wrong with you?

No, it's his other side.

There are tens of millions of good looking boys, but what's hidden under the warm look of the jade is the heart of a man of steel or the heart of a soft little boy, by contrast.

Qin Shiting is a man. He is no longer a teenager. He is 20 years old.

“Qin Shiting, in fact, if you were a little more heartless, you wouldn't be able to just throw me on the road.” Look at him as he sings: “It's still daytime, I can take a cab myself and go home. ”

His hand rubbed against her ankle, nothing said, as if he didn't hear it, but he seemed afraid that her feet would really swell tomorrow, help her rub a little more, then get up and put the oil in her hand: "Apply your shoulders. ”

When he read the song, he looked at the dark brown bottle handed in front of him, took it and looked up at him, and saw that he had turned around in front of the window, facing her back.

Because it was winter, she was wearing a pretty thick coat with a turtleneck sweater and a pink strap inside the sweater. If she was going to wear her shoulders, she would have to take off all the sweaters.

Actually, she didn't really want to paint her shoulders, but he bought all the oil back, and it would be better if applied faster, and she would suffer less.

She got up, limped and turned into the bathroom, and then closed the bathroom door with a red face. After all, she believed that Qin Shiting was a decent man. After closing it, she didn't unlock it inside either. She went straight to the mirror and took off her coat.

The coat is the front zipper style, it's better to take it off, but the sweater has to be taken off from the head down, she is now a little laborious with only one hand, the other hand can't lift the arm, lift it and it hurts, she holds on, take the sweater off a little bit, look down at the shoulder, it has indeed become red and swollen, it is worse than when a woman doctor just came to the police station to check it out.

She sighed darkly, applied some oil to her hand, then applied it carefully, thinking about the way Qin Shiting had just applied oil to her ankle, and then continued to apply it seriously.

A few minutes later, the song dropped the vial of the medicine bottle, picked up the clothes and got into a very difficult situation.

She just took off her sweater because of the pain, and now it's a little hard to put it back on.

Sing yourself in the bathroom until Qin Shiting comes knocking on the door: “Is your shoulder painted? No sound for half a day? ”

“Ah, already painted, just..." said the song awkwardly: "I can't lift my shoulder, I can't put on my sweater, you wait for me. ”

After a moment of silence outside, Qin Shiting asked: "Are you dressed inside? ”

Cough, although it is a normal problem, the song is still red in her ears, looking at herself in the mirror, the pink fitness strap is not too exposed, but after all, the two people have never been intimate, still in the hotel room, if she dresses him like this, she always feels so ashamed.

But she can't wear it, and she can't stay in the hotel all the time, okay? I don't know how many days this will take, and I'm definitely going to school tomorrow.

“I wore it inside... but..."

Her voice just dropped and the bathroom door suddenly opened.

The sound of the song was instantly stuck in his throat, and he turned to see Qin Shiting walking in.

He glanced at the pink sling on her, but didn't say anything. The expression on her face seemed natural, as if she had just seen a female classmate in a sling dress in the summer. She took the sweater she had codified in her hand and then found the cuff and turtleneck position, stood behind her, helped her pull the sweater off her head, then helped her lift her hand and put her arms in.

Until the sweater was put on, she picked up her coat and walked out.

Now his heart is still beating irregularly, and some of them follow him out and see him put her coat on the couch.

She looked up at him.

Qin Shiting also looked back at her.

She tried to forget the way he was just standing behind herself and helping herself in his clothes, forcing down her beating heart and saying, “I still mean it, you better find a quiet place now, I really can't rest here today, I won't bother you, I'll be home at night. ”

He looked at her slightly messed up her hair because she had just put on a sweater and didn't respond.

He walked over to him with a limp, and stood directly in front of him: “Qin Shiting, every Haormen family has a variety of different stories. Qin's family has a huge fortune, and there must be a lot of secrets that no one else knows, but I believe you can handle them, I won't ask anything, I won't tell anyone, but let me stay with you, okay? ”

She raised her hand and raised a few fingers: “I swear I won't disturb you, I just want to watch you stay here with you, I won't be relieved if I leave now, just let me stay here with you. ”

Qin Shiting looked at her for a moment and suddenly raised his hand. When he subconsciously shrunk his head while reading the song, he settled his eyes and looked at her.

Apparently, she was just hit by accident and a little shadowed.

It wasn't until his hands fell on her head that she caressed her messy hair, when she read the song that her heart trembled.

“Have you eaten this morning?” He asked.

She stared at him when she was singing. In fact, she had eaten, but she answered subconsciously: "No... I'm starving now. Want to eat with me? ”