77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 972 Why Are You So Rude

It's not that it can't be cured, it's that you don't want to be cured at all!

It seems, indeed.

He has a demon, but he is paranoid that he is not sick, so he becomes hyperactive, brutal, and cold-blooded when stimulated.

Smelling the girl's unique scent, the blood boiling in her body slowed down a bit, and the strange thing is that her breath could calm Qi Yan down.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Qi Yan pushed the little woman away in his arms, "Okay, don't cry."

Nie Yao sniffed, and knew that she shouldn't be crying at this time, but seeing Qi Yan hurt, she felt very distressed.

Lowering her head, carefully holding Qi Yan's hand, Nie Yao said, "I'm going to find a doctor, you wait for me here for a while."

"No, it's a small injury, I'll just bandage it myself."

Qi Yan rejected Nie Yao's words, not wanting others to know about it.

Nie Yao, who didn't know why, looked at the cold and firm lines on his perfect side face, and the indifference exuded from his whole body was cold and alienated.

Nie Yao bit her pink lips, pulled Qi Yan to the living room, and took out disinfectant, cotton swabs and gauze from the medicine box.

"Sit down." Pulling Qi Yan to sit beside her.

Putting his hand on his thigh, he carefully untied the blood-stained crimson gauze on it. Seeing the shocking wound, Nie Yao's nose sore, the fountain of tears was poked, and the tears came without warning. poured out.

"How could you be so careless."

The hoarse voice was full of grievances, as if the injured person was not Qi Yan, but her.

His hard and indifferent heart was hit hard by something.Noticing that Nie Yao had been staring at his hand, Qi Yan frowned, quickly snatched the cotton swab and medicine from Nie Yao's hand, poured the medicine on the wound as if he was not afraid of pain, and bandaged his hand three times or two.

But Nie Yao was taken aback by Qi Yan's actions, and raised her head angrily, "Why are you so rude?"

"Don't cry anymore, looking upset." Qi Yan left a sentence impatiently.

Nie Yao belatedly realized that Qi Yan bound her hands so rudely because she was afraid that she would be sad.This man is real, he was the one who got hurt, so why did he worry about her.

Bright lights poured down from the top of his head, illuminating the man's slender stalwart, and he just leaned quietly on the sofa, his Armani handmade suit was stained crimson with blood.Nie Yao looked a little dazzling, so she walked over, trying to unbutton Qi Yan.

Qi Yan stepped back, narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Your clothes are dirty, I'll take them off for you." Nie Yao said softly.

Qi Yan grabbed her hand, rather displeased: "No need, you go out first."

His deliberate resistance made Nie Yao suspicious, she stopped her hands and stared at his indifferent face without blinking.

His scorching eyes carried a strong taste of inquiry.Qi Yan shook off Nie Yao's hand and was about to get up and go out, but she suddenly sat over, and was still sitting on Qi Yan's lap, stretching out her hand to take off his clothes.

The sudden move startled Qi Yan, and it was impossible to push Nie Yao away.

The shirt was torn open, revealing the man's wheat-colored skin, with deep and shallow scars on the well-defined lines.Some have scars, while others still have a dark red color, which has just been put on.

In the past, she simply heard Uncle Ge talk about Qi Yan's appearance in the past, but now when she saw him hurting herself all over without knowing it, Nie Yao's heart twitched fiercely.

(End of this chapter)