2816: C2816 Treat the Wound

C2816 Treat the Wound

Lin Haoran, who had woken up at some point in time, seemed to have discovered a great secret. A pair of probing eyes circled between the two of them.

Shock, astonishment, and disbelief.

He felt that he was an unnecessary existence. Fortunately, Lin Haoran got out of the car in a few minutes. Let's go. Before this... He smiled meaningfully at Xie Ze Xing. The latter frowned when he saw the look in Xie Zecheng's eyes. Without waiting for him to speak, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Lin Haoran:... ""

Did he have to be in such a hurry?

Wait! The car entered the neighborhood garage and Nan Yichun pushed the door open and got out of the car.

The garage was silent. Only the footsteps of two people, one in front and one behind, could be heard. It was as if they were stepping on a person's heart.

Xie Zecheng's gaze fell on her injured arm. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "That bruise, did I do it at the bar?"

Actually, he felt that it was most likely those men who had touched it, but he was not sure, so he asked.

Nan Yichun thought of the scene where he grabbed her arm and pushed her out of the encirclement. Inexplicably, he felt that the back of his waist began to heat up.

She did not directly respond. Instead, she smiled and looked at him. "If it is, how are you going to compensate me?"

Xie Ze fell silent. He got the answer.

It was indeed done by those strong men.

The bruises on his white arms were particularly annoying.

Xie Zecai suddenly felt irritated. Then, he thought about how Nan Xingchuan would not let those men go. Should he give them another stab?

Nan Yichun saw that Xie Zechuan did not say anything, so he deliberately stretched his arm in front of him. She was a person who would take an inch and ask for an inch. She said with a smile, "Brother's hand strength is really strong. It hurts when you touch it now."

Xie Zechuan looked at her half-real and half-fake expression and went around her silently to press the elevator.

Nan Yichun was not angry. He quickly followed and continued to pester him, "I don't know how to be gentle with women at all."

The elevator door opened and Xie Zecheng went in. He looked at her in silence.

Nan Yichun took a deep breath and then stepped into the elevator.

It was the usual silence.

Nan Yichun could not stand his silence and allowed her to tease him blindly, but he was indifferent, as if he was singing a double act alone.

She took a deep breath, and very quickly, her face returned to its previous state. She touched the bruise on her arm and said pitifully, "It's quite painful, then I'll have to trouble Big Brother to help deal with it?"

Just now, he was the one who took the initiative to care about her. Then helping her treat her wound would not be too much, right?

Nan Yichun blinked his eyes and eagerly waited for Xie Zexian's reply.

Xie Zexing's deep gaze did not conceal at all as he sized up her face for a moment. And Nan Yichun just looked back at him openly without blinking his eyes.

In these few days of interacting with Nan Yichun, Xie Zexing could be considered to have basically understood her personality. As long as he took a step back, she would be able to take two steps forward.

It vividly displayed what was called taking an inch for an inch, daring and unbridled.

Most importantly, he just couldn't get angry with her, nor did he resist.

The elevator soon reached their floor. Xie Zexian walked out first, and Nan Yichun followed closely behind.

Standing at the door, the two of them didn't say to go home first.0

Nan Yichun was somewhat glad that he was injured and gave her a chance to get close to Xie Zecheng.

She smiled and continued to pretend to be pitiful and said, "Big Brother, aren't you willing to take responsibility for me? This injury was caused by you. I don't have a medicine box at home. If you aren't willing to help me, then I can only endure the pain and go to the hospital tomorrow. If the inflammation or worsening, then I'll be relying on you for the rest of my life. "

Xie Ze Xing:... ""

It was just a bruise, but she called it a terminal illness.

Her acting skills were clearly very bad, but there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth. She was clearly teasing him.

But he really couldn't be heartless.

Xie Zecheng sighed slightly. "Come in."

Nan Yichun immediately smiled, "Coming right away."

...

In the room, Xie Jingzhen was already asleep.

Nan Yichun obediently sat on the sofa and watched Xie Zecheng take out the medicine box.

He opened the medicine box without saying a word, and his actions were done in one go.

The cotton swab was stained with iodine voltaic. A cool liquid fell on her skin and inadvertently pressed down. She gasped in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Xie Zexing looked up at her and saw her frown. He could not help but slow down his hand movements.

Nan Yichun shook his head and looked at his slightly moving eyelashes. He suddenly felt that his heart was numb. It was like a feather that gently landed on it.

She looked at his eyebrows and replied with a smile, "It doesn't hurt. It's just itchy."

There was blatant teasing in her eyes.

Xie Zexing looked up and saw her arrogant expression. His hands stopped moving and the corner of his mouth curled up. "Is that so?"

At the same time, he squeezed the cotton swab down slightly. As expected, her painful cry rang in his ears.

Xie Zexian silently raised the corner of his mouth and looked at her. His voice seemed to contain a smile of forbearance as he asked, "What about now?"

Was it itchy or not?

Nan Yichun:... "" She said that Xie Ze Xing held a grudge.

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