One Yuan Bride VS Global Chief

However, before he had time to act, You Yuan raised his head, and with a touch of worry in his clear and innocent eyes, he said softly to him, "Qin Shi...you have to bear it later." Hold on, I want to be disinfected, but it hurts..."

Qin Shi's head, which was already slightly lowered, immediately shifted unnaturally because of her voice. tu>

Uncertainly, he coughed lightly, then nodded silently, his face flushed slightly, and he said unnaturally: "En."

"That..." In Youyuan's memory, the one that Youyang sterilized for herself when she was a child was really painful, so she softly comforted her again: "If the pain is severe, you can call it out. "

Qin Shi turned his head sideways and looked at Youyuan. In fact, at the beginning, he just felt ashamed and didn't notice the wound at all. [

After being discovered by her, the period of great pain has passed, and only a faint lingering pain remains.

When watching her tidy up her wounds, he was completely distracted by the matter of their skin-to-skin relationship, completely forgetting about these wounds.

But now, being said by You Yuan, it seemed that he was underestimating himself, so he immediately said to You Yuan very manly: "It's okay, just disinfect it, I'm not afraid of pain!"

Youyuan nodded, then slowly took a cotton swab, dipped it in some alcohol, and held Qin Shi's hand with good strength.

Qin Shi's heart flew up all of a sudden, but he felt that the little hand holding his hand was so soft, as if holding his heart, comfortable and excited.

Qin Shi lowered his head slowly, looking at the white nape of Youyuan's long hair, he immediately felt a heat flow from his chest to his lower abdomen.

Qin Shi couldn't help but let out a muffled sound, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue, and licked his lips.

In the next second, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his hand.

The whole person's brain suddenly became clear, he yelled, and wanted to take his hand out of her hand, but saw that You Yuan had raised his head, looked into his eyes, and asked softly: "Does it hurt? It'll be fine just wait...you bear with it...or you will get infected."

Qin Shi gritted his teeth, and immediately relaxed his arm. He didn't let himself get out of the way, but shook his head nonchalantly: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt! Where does it hurt!"

While speaking, he deliberately puffed up his chest, showing that he was not afraid of pain at all.

Youyuan glanced at Qin Shi suspiciously, but didn't ask any more questions, but continued to change the cotton swab, put some alcohol on it, and pressed it towards his wound.

But this time, Qin Shi's face was tense, and his expression never changed.

His left hand grabbed the sofa under him, clenched tightly, and clenched his teeth, enduring the piercing pain.

This time, Youyuan didn't feel his fingers trembling, and couldn't help raising his head, looked at Qin Shi, and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

Qin Shi appeared calm and calm on the outside, but his heart was already so painful that he couldn't speak at all, and he shook his head a little stiffly.

Taking advantage of the gap in his shaking his head, Qin Shi slowly gasped, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a few relatively calm words one by one.