How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1683 Sweet Marriage Chapter 244 It's better than your hands, people who are butchers hate pigs.

Nan Mubai didn't speak, his gloomy gaze fell on her slender fingers soaked in cold water.

Because of the fair skin, the two huge blood blisters were particularly shocking. In her memory, Feifei was also scalded by hot water. At that time, only the back of her hand was red, and she burst into tears of pain.

But looking at her in front of her again, she didn't care as if nothing happened. Even the most painful moment was just a very soft gasp.

Is it really insensitive to pain, or is it because the man standing in front of her is not the man she wants to rely on?
The atmosphere in the bathroom became inexplicably awkward.

Hao Xiaoman coughed dryly, looking for something to say: "By the way, you are a big man, why don't you make any noise when you walk? You scared me..."

Originally, she just wanted to find a topic to ease the atmosphere, but when she opened her mouth, she saw that his face became more serious, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and he didn't even hum.

I don't know what to be angry about.

She curled her lips a little bored and stopped talking.

When the time was almost up, the man finally spoke with a sullen face: "Come here, take the medicine!"

Simple and crude four words.

Hao Xiaoman wrinkled the tip of his nose at his figure, followed him silently, and let him apply the medicine to bandage her.

The orange light in the bedroom shrouded the man's slightly cold side face with a bit of softness. She sat at the end of the bed and watched his slender and white fingers flexibly apply the medicine bandage. I couldn't help laughing: "It's a pity for these hands, I think it's suitable to be a surgeon, or play the piano."

One is life-saving, and the other is elegant art, which sounds lofty.

Nan Mubai raised his eyes, and glanced at her expressionlessly: "Yes, it's better than your hands, people who are butchers hate pigs."

Hao Xiaoman: "..."

She complimented him with good intentions, and if he didn't return the compliment, it's fine, why belittle her?

While feeling depressed, the mobile phone in her pocket rang suddenly. She took it out and looked at it, and a thin smile immediately appeared on the corners of her brows and eyes.

"Second brother." She picked it up and called out cheerfully.

Nan Mubai's movement of wrapping gauze layer by layer paused for a while, and then continued with a blank expression.

Chen Yi's voice was as gentle and quiet as ever: "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten it, but I accidentally burned my finger just now, it hurts so much..."

She frowned: "It's a pity that the tube of burn medicine you bought for me before is in the dormitory. Otherwise, if you apply it tonight, it will be fine in two or three days."

Chen Yi immediately became nervous, and asked one after another: "Why did you get burned? Is it serious? Did you go to the hospital?"

She laughed sullenly: "It's okay, it's just two blisters. Nan Mubai has medicine here, and it's ready! By the way, do you remember that time in our third year of high school? I accidentally boiled The time I poured water on my feet? That time was serious, it hurt me to death..."

"I'm ashamed to say, how many times have I told you, be careful, be careful, stay away from those dangerous things, just don't listen..."

"..."

……

When Nan Mubai came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she was still sitting there, happily chatting with Chen Yi, talking about everything, about herself, about Deng Meng, even about a passer-by Elated.

It seemed that only when facing Chen Yi, would she express her true self without reservation.

The man raised his eyebrows, covering the gloomy look in his eyes, turned around to get a glass of water and handed it to her: "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed, we'll talk tomorrow if we have anything to say."

(End of this chapter)