Uncle's little cute wife

Chapter 517 Disinfection
"Be patient, it will hurt a little when you apply the disinfectant." Bo Jinxiu secretly suppressed the familiar feeling welling up in his heart.

After the man removed all the gauze, he brought over the family medicine box that was on the table.

"Ah Yue and Lu Baizhou, you can just let them get entangled, don't worry about them." Since Yue Ninghan came to the Lu family mansion, although Lu Baizhou quarreled with her all day long, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Yue Ninghan Ninghan changed the bad habit of the second son of the Lu family who made trouble with flowers, and Lu Baizhou also began to care about Yue Ninghan.

It's just that the two of them are fascinated by the authorities and don't know each other's intentions at all.

Hearing Bo Jinxiu's words, Xiao Qianqian obviously became unconvinced, "If I don't help them, these two people will probably have to go around for a few years."

"You just like to meddle in your own business." Bo Jinxiu poked Xiao Qianqian's head helplessly, then opened the medical box, and took out the face, medical disinfectant alcohol, and a brand new roll of gauze.

The man's slender fingers put his face in his hand, lightly dipped a little disinfectant alcohol, and wiped it gently towards Xiao Qianqian's wound.

Even though his movements were already very light, Xiao Qianqian's face was still pale with pain on the spot.

"Hiss... I won't wipe it anymore, it hurts so much, uncle, woohoo." Xiao Qianqian retracted his hand reflexively in pain.

Bo Jinxiu pulled her retracted hand out again. The two of you had been arguing with each other for a long time about the matter of intercourse. Bo Jinxiu felt that there was nothing in this world that was more troublesome than sleeping with this girl. .

But now it seems that he can add one more thing - the degree of difficulty of rubbing medicine for the little things is not lower than the five-star index at all!
"Hey, just take a pain. If the wound is not disinfected, the wound will be easily infected. At that time, you will suffer." Bo Jinxiu lowered his voice and coaxed softly.

Xiao Qianqian obviously didn't want to stretch out his hand, but the man's strength was too great, she had no choice but to close her eyes in pain.

"Uh... it hurts... it hurts so much... Uncle, please be gentle..."

Xiao Qianqian's voice was like a kitten, falling into Bo Jinxiu's ears, like soft cat's paws, scratching every nerve of him.

"Shut up." Bo Jinxiu glanced at Xiao Qianqian.

"But I hurt...don't...touch...fuck..."

Xiao Qianqian was about to die of pain, and Bo Jinxiu's originally calm and calm face began to look more and more complicated at this moment.

He took a deep breath, then kept his mind and continued to wipe.

"Okay...um...are you okay?" Xiao Qiangan's small face was wrinkled, as if he was enduring inhuman torture.

Xiao Qianqian opened his closed eyes immediately, and looked at Bo Jinxiu pitifully, but cursed him countless times from head to toe in his heart.

This was the nth time that he had threatened himself like this, but every time she did not dare to resist him.

After the disinfection, Bo Jinxiu helped Xiao Qiangan bandage the wound with gauze.

(End of this chapter)