A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 356 Chapter 356
He seemed to know how the woman's back was hurt, most likely it was scratched when she fell down just now.

And he was in a frenzied mood just now, so he didn't notice the woman's back, which might be in danger of being scratched.

In fact, Lin Xiaoxiao had been bruised in the wrestling just now, or her back was accidentally injured by her own wildness just now.

A trace of unbearableness flashed in Zhou Suoran's heart.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was trying to pick up the mirror sideways and was about to wipe the wound, said depressingly.

"Isn't that an obvious fact?"

How did you get hurt?Isn't it an obvious fact?

Do you still want to ask this kind of thing?Who was that person who lost control just now?

Zhou Suoran glanced at the red marks on Lin Xiaoxiao's white and smooth back with unclear eyes, like the top-quality jade mixed with a few blemishes, it will probably take a while to recover.

If he thought so, Zhou Suoran raised his long legs, took a step forward, and reached out to take the cotton ball of red medicine in Lin Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Let me come!"

Lin Xiaoxiao hurt her back, how could she give herself medicine?

Even if he drugged himself backhandedly, it still made a mess all over the place.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who had just struggled to get the mirror in her hand, was suddenly snatched away from the red cotton ball. She was stunned for a moment, and then heard the man whisper, let him come.

My heart trembled suddenly, could the **** let him come?
She only covered her lower body with a quilt, and she didn't wear anything underneath, so it was already embarrassing for her to show her back.

Zhou Suoran even said that she wanted to wipe his wound, wouldn't she know how to wipe it herself?

Just as Lin Xiaoxiao was slandering alone, Zhou Suoran had already picked up a cotton ball and dipped the red medicine on the bedside table again, and carefully wiped it off the wound on Lin Xiaoxiao's back.

Lin Xiaoxiao was cursing the 18th generation of Zhou Suoran's family's ancestors in her heart, and the wound on her back was suddenly soaked in red medicine.

The pain brought about by the instinctive muscle reaction stimulated Lin Xiaoxiao to snort involuntarily.

"Hiss..., Zhou Suoran, that's how you wipe people's wounds, can't you be gentle?"

Ouch, this girl hurts to death, the flesh on the back is delicate and tender, after being scratched and then dripped with red syrup to disinfect it, it really hurts!

Zhou Suoran looked at Lin Xiaoxiao steadfastly, biting his lips tightly, showing a small appearance of enduring the pain, a trace of helplessness flashed in his dark eyes, he sighed faintly, and said lightly.

"I just wiped it off!"

Why does it feel like Lin Xiaoxiao is in pain like the end of the world?Can he say that he is speechless and innocent?
Lin Xiaoxiao: "..."

Are you sure you just wiped it off?Then why does her back hurt so much?
Well, the most urgent thing is to keep your mouth shut.

So, a certain woman leaned obediently on the pillow, revealing her perfect back line, with blue muscles all over her body, and slowly relaxed.

Zhou Suoran took this opportunity to take a cotton ball dipped in the same potion, and gently wiped the red marks on the girl's white back, his movements were extremely gentle and his expression was extremely focused.

From time to time, there were fine grains of sand in the small wound on his back. Zhou Suoran was very attentive and meticulous when wiping the wound, using a cotton ball to gently rub the wound, picking out the sand grains one by one.

This is a meticulous job, Zhou Suoran is a big man, he is used to rough hands and feet, and he always feels that the work of wiping Lin Xiaoxiao's wounds is too stressful.

Lin Xiaoxiao was lying on the bed, feeling the rhythm of the cotton balls stained with red potion on the skin, and her body slowly relaxed.

By the time Zhou Suran concentrated on treating the wound on Lin Xiaoxiao's back, his palms were already soaked with his own sweat.

Throwing the used cotton balls into the trash can, Zhou suddenly raised his head, intending to inform the little fox that the wound was treated.

Unexpectedly, when she raised her head, she saw Lin Xiaoxiao lying on the wide bed with her arms on her head, sleeping peacefully.

Zhou Suoran: "..."

Can you make him a little more speechless?

This little fox wouldn't think he was giving her a massage, he fell asleep so fast.

Lin Xiaoxiao's calm face was reflected in Zhou Suanran's dark eyes, sleeping defenselessly, and even vaguely showing a hint of naivety.

A certain man twisted his stiff neck and laughed helplessly.

This woman is too defenseless, don't you know he is a man?She slept so soundly.

What if the person who wiped her wounds here tonight is not herself, but someone else?
What's more, the little fox's back was injured, and he probably wasn't wearing any clothes except his underpants, right?Unexpectedly so undefended.

It is estimated that I drank too much wine tonight, and forgot about the matter of men and women fighting against each other.

No, I have to remind Lin Xiaoxiao another day to let this little fox take care of herself, except that she must be on guard against other men.

Zhou Suoran packed up the red medicine cotton ball medical pliers used to treat Lin Xiaoxiao's wound, and looked up at the sky outside the window. The sky was dark and oppressive, and there were no stars. It must have been very deep, and it was time to rest .

Zhou Suoran quickly walked to Lin Xiaoxiao's closet, found out the pajamas she had put there before, and put them on neatly.

After putting on her pajamas, Zhou Moran jumped into Lin Xiaoxiao's sleeping big bed without even thinking about it. There was only one quilt on the 1.8-meter big bed, and most of it was wrapped around the sleeping Lin Xiaoxiao.

Zhou Suoran carefully pulled a corner of the quilt over his stomach, looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's peaceful sleeping face beside him, instinctively reached out to pull the girl into his arms, and stared at the ceiling.

I'm ready to count sheep tonight. After all, a big man with a strong blood is holding a weak little girl in his arms. How can he ask for guilt?
Anyway, I won't feel better physically tonight, so I probably have to borrow my own hand.

Zhou Suoran's mind was as empty as possible, not thinking about the little woman in his arms.

I thought that tonight would be a difficult night with Lin Xiaoxiao in my arms, but I didn't expect that a few minutes later, Zhou Suran, who was staring at the ceiling, fell into a deep sleep, and fell asleep with a captivating smile still on the corner of his mouth .

As soon as the next day was dawn, Lin Xiaoxiao's biological clock woke her up in time. After waking up, Lin Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, looked around with her dim eyes open, and felt a severe headache.

I couldn't help but close my eyes and bury my head on the pillow. There was an extraordinary warmth around my body, as warm and comfortable as sleeping in my mother's arms when I was a child.

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't think about it, she still lay lazily on her big bed.

In her subconscious mind, there should be no other person on this big bed except herself, so at this moment, she lazily buried her head in the pillow, feeling the dizziness after a hangover.

Mouth can not help nagging.

"Emma, ​​wine is really not a good thing!"

After getting drunk, the next day's hangover feeling is too bad, and the headache is so bad, it's like motion sickness.

　Ask for tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)