Rebirth of Xueba's sweet wife

Chapter 162 A scene, a romantic dream [6]

Bei Kehan ​​was intimidated by Mr. Rong's sudden gentleness.

So much so that I forgot the pain of alcohol cleaning the wound.

Her lips were numb and crisp, like a small electric current passing through her body, and soon spread all over her body, like an invisible net, tightly and lightly entangled, making her trapped, frozen, and unable to move.

When she came to her senses and pushed him away with numb hands, the wound had just been cleaned.

Mr. Rong acted as if nothing had happened and was fine, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he took out a pair of tweezers to help her clean up the embedded broken stones and glass shards.

It seemed that the scene just now was just using his own lips as an anesthetic, just to relieve her pain, without any other imaginable meaning.

He bullied her a little closer, making a gesture to continue the action just now.

But like a frightened little sika deer, she suddenly leaned back:

"No, I can hold back."

This "anesthetic" is too expensive for us to use.

He chuckled for a while, retracted his figure, noncommittal, lowered his head and began to clean the wound seriously, and looked back at her every time he made a movement that might cause pain.

Seeing that she was really strong and silent, he sighed silently in his heart, buried his head and continued to clean up, but tried his best to lighten his gestures so that she would not feel so unbearable.

What a stubborn girl...

After finally cleaning up, he took out a few more herbs, crushed them himself, and applied them to her.

Seeing this, Bei Kehan ​​thought suspiciously: How did he know that this herb has the effect of stopping bleeding and healing?
Oh, yes, during the day, she picked some slices for him before leaving.

I didn't expect him to be so smart that he could master it all at once and find this kind of grass.

wrong……

Bei Kehan ​​suddenly remembered an important thing that she had almost forgotten.

his aorta...

his wounds...

Today, she almost killed him by mistake! ! !

But he was treating his own wounds! ! !

And she, from the time she entered the door until now, she doesn't remember what she did at all! ! !

She couldn't help feeling a little bit guilty and guilty, she secretly looked away, and while he wasn't paying attention, she searched his neck with her eyes.

Through the moonlight, she noticed that there was still an unhealed wound on his neck.The bleeding stopped and his life was saved, but the scar might not heal so quickly.

This scar added an evil charm to the refined and refined him.

Bei Kehan ​​couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Immediately, my stomach let out a "cuckoo" twice.

Mr. Rong was using white gauze to make the final bandage for her, when he suddenly heard the "cuckoo" cry, he frowned and glanced at her.

Unexpectedly, Bei Kehan's face flushed a faint pink.

Fortunately, the moonlight was dim, and she felt that someone must not be able to see clearly.

After bandaging, Mr. Rong cleaned his hands with alcohol, and took out another package from his robe.

"Eat." He said simply.

Bei Kehan ​​looked at him suspiciously, took the small package, opened it, and found that it was sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

This is not the season of sweet-scented osmanthus, where does such a fresh sweet-scented osmanthus cake come from?

What kind of heart does this monster help me bandage and eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake for me?

However, the aroma of the pastry was so enticing that it made her stomach "cuckoo" a few times in disbelief, and even the little white mouse in her arms writhed restlessly.

(End of this chapter)