Chapter 63

Qiao Jing suddenly felt a little bit of happiness, even though this place was not specially prepared for her.

Sitting on the bed in the guest room of Gu Yiran's house, Qiao Jing couldn't help thinking deeply.

This matter is endless, if Qiao Shen and Shen Yu knew that she had escaped, they would definitely not let it go.

They don't know what to say to their grandparents.

While Qiao Jing was thinking, Gu Yiran opened the door and came in.

What I saw was Qiao Jing sitting on the bed seriously, frowning as if thinking about something.

The redness and swelling on his face hadn't dissipated, and he looked extremely pitiful.

"what?"

It wasn't until Gu Yiran walked to Qiao Jing's side that Qiao Jing realized that he had come in.

"You you you... why don't you knock on the door?"

Gu Yiran gave her a look and ignored it.

Put the medicine kit in your hand on the bed.

Qiao Jing naturally discovered it too.

"Did you go get me the medicine box?"

"Ah."

After an inaudible answer, Gu Yiran sat on the bed.

Such a close distance made Qiao Jing a little uncomfortable, and she stepped back.

"do not move."

Gu Yiran let out a low cry, Qiao Jing was really stiff and did not dare to move.

Only then did he take out the ointment, and gently applied it to Qiao Jing's half of her face.

"hiss."

Although Gu Yiran's movements were already very light, Qiao Jing couldn't help but make a sound.

After applying the medicine, Gu Yiran carefully placed the ice pack on Qiao Jing's wound. In order to master the strength, he had to be very close to Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing was forced to feel Gu Yiran's hot body temperature, and after a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.

At this moment, Qiao Jing's heart was beating fast, and now that her face was already in pain, the ointment was applied on it, which made it a little more painful.

"Be patient."

Qiao Jing hid for a while, Gu Yiran's hands trembled slightly, but he quickly calmed down.

Seeing Gu Yiran's serious profile, Qiao Jing's face suddenly turned red.

"Why is your face red again, you are not allergic to this ointment, are you?"

Gu Yiran frowned, obviously the redness on Qiao Jing's face had faded a lot, but at this moment, it suddenly turned red again, as if she was still a little hot.

"No, no, maybe it's a little hot, a little hot, haha."

Qiao Jing said quickly.

He swallowed unconsciously.

Although it was strange to say that it was hot like this, Gu Yiran didn't suspect anything, and continued to finish taking the medicine seriously.

Just when Qiao Jing felt that she was about to finish painting and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Gu Yiran said suddenly.

"Undress."

"???????"

Qiao Jing's face full of excuseme?

"what happened?"

Gu Yiran asked, as if the person who said that sentence just now was not him.

"For what for what?"

Qiao Jing almost bit her own tongue.

"You have wounds too."

Gu Yiran took a look, and found that there were still many small wounds on her body, and the back of the shirt was also scratched.

"No, no, no need."

Qiao Jing is going to stammer to the end.

She didn't expect the male god to be so careful, but this is the second time they met, so it's not good to undress in front of him, right?Do you feel immodest?
"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Jing was about to take the medicine from Gu Yiran's hand.

Gu Yiran dodged it.

"You can't paint it yourself."

Then, as if thinking of something, she glanced at Qiao Jing's flat chest and said casually, "The front and back are the same, there is nothing to hide."

(End of this chapter)

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