Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 252 I Don't Care About You

"What about your hands?" Xiao Ai choked up unconsciously, lowered her head and asked Yun Qingrang in a crying voice.

Yun Qingrang was taken aback by Xiao Ai's sudden sentimentality, hugged Xiao Ai into her arms with one arm, lowered her head and kissed her soft hair: "Fool, just wash it."

"No, you'll get infected if you wash it." Xiao Ai directly objected, she still understands such basic things.

Only now did she know where the uneasiness came from.

Annoyed, Xiao Ai hit her head with her small fist, lowered her head and blamed herself: "It's all my fault, I don't care about the consequences."

Yun Qing pulled Xiao Ai's fist down with her uninjured hand, and held it in the palm of her hand, saying with a smile: "Stop beating, you're not smart in the first place."

Xiao Ai immediately raised her head in Yun Qingrang's arms, puffing her cheeks angrily: "Yun Qingrang."

"Hmph, sure enough, I don't care about you anymore." The sentimentality just now was completely gone, only the anger was left. Xiao Ai pouted and walked forward. Sure enough, all the sadness and remorse were just clouds, and he just liked to tease her.

Yun Qingrang smiled helplessly behind Xiao Ai and saw her full of energy and angrily walking towards the living room, this is what she should be like.

When Xiao Ai walked into the living room, she realized that this was Yun Qingrang's intention to alleviate her self-blame. Turning her head, Yun Qingrang was standing in the kitchen frying steak and laughing at her awkward and cute figure.

Broken hands and still frying steak?

Xiao Ai frowned and turned her face away. Although she knew that Yun Qingrang was doing it for her own good, she still couldn't help but hate his black belly. Xiao Ai said stiffly, "Where is my medicine box?"

In order to make him mistakenly think that she was going to give him medicine, Xiao Ai quickly added: "I think the medicines are expired, so I have to throw them away."

Yun Qing asked to wash the blood on the back of his hand with the faucet, but bright red blood still seeped out, Yun Qing asked to flatten the back of his hand, opened the drawer from the cabinet under the TV, and took out the medicine box.

"What does Xiao Ai want to throw away? Smelly, I'll get it." Yun Qingrang opened the medicine box and arranged it neatly from big to small. Yun Qingrang changed the spare medicine box at home almost every time, so there was no There is a saying that medicines expire.

However, Xiao Ai casually said that Yun Qingrang would really do it, and Xiao Ai was so angry that she wanted to bite off her teeth and squatted down: "I will choose."

With a sound of "Boom", the originally neatly arranged bottles and cans were messed up again by Xiao Ai, and even scattered all over the floor.

Little Love"……"

Xiao Ai's cheeks were slightly red, and she pretended to be looking for medicine as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Ai took a red bottle, very similar to the hydrogen peroxide bottle that Chen Ruoxi sterilized her last time, Xiao Ai looked down at Yun Qingrang's big palm: "Take your hand here."

Yun Qingrang put down the potion in Xiao Ai's hand with a smile, and took out another bottle: "This is hydrogen peroxide."

Little Love"……"

Her cheeks were even more flushed, like overripe peaches, ready to be picked.

Without waiting for Xiao Ai to roll her eyes, Yun Qingrang put the wound under Xiao Ai's eyes: "Give me the medicine."

Xiao Ai obediently sterilized Yun Qingrang, her movements were rough, causing Yun Qingrang to tremble, Xiao Ai subconsciously puffed up her cheeks and blew on Yun Qingrang's medicated wound: "Does it hurt?"

Holding a cotton swab in his little hand, he didn't know how to move.

Yun Qingrang shook his head, and said in the usual tone: "It doesn't hurt." It's just that the wound that had just been soaked in water was suddenly touched by hydrogen peroxide, and he was not used to it.

(End of this chapter)