Spoil Him, Heal Him

When she hung up the phone, Tong Yi raised her eyes and saw that Lu Zhanbei's eyes looked a little weird. She subconsciously had a guilty conscience, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." Lu Zhanbei retracted his gaze and continued to cut vegetables, but because of his charming heart, he was distracted and accidentally cut his hand.

Tong Yi hurriedly pulled Lu Zhanbei's hand, and saw that the tip of his index finger had been cut open, and the red blood was trickling out, "Why are you so careless? You are waiting for me to get the medicine kit."

Tong Yi was about to turn around and go out, Lu Zhanbei took her wrist, "It's okay, a little injury." When speaking, another injured hand turned on the faucet, and the injured finger was flushed under the running water. The water was fused with blood. It flowed down and turned into a faint red.

Tong Yi frowned, "You can't stop the blood like this."

Lu Zhanbei let go of Tong Yi's hand and cleaned the blood from his fingers. The movements were not gentle at all. He scrubbed the bleeding place back and forth a few times, and then pinched the bleeding wound.

"..." How could anyone handle the wound so rudely? It was washing and pinching again, Tong Yi looked at her scalp numb, as if the injured finger was not his, "Don't you hurt?"

Lu Zhanbei seemed to hear a very fresh word, and raised his eyes to look at Tong Yi. When he saw her worried eyes, he pressed the word ‘no pain’ on the tip of his tongue and swallowed it back, "It hurts."

"Then I will get the medicine kit." Tong Yi said, going out again.

"Do you know where the medicine kit is?"

Tong Yi paused, yes, she was not familiar with Lu Zhanbei's house for the first time, and turned around, "Where?"

Lu Zhanbei did not answer her question, but said: "I know a quick way to relieve pain, would you like to help me?"

"any solution?"

Lu Zhanbei's deep gaze swept across Tong Yi's white hands, and then fell on her face, "Hold me."

"..." Can a hug relieve the pain? Guicai believed him, Tong Yi looked at Lu Zhanbei's injured finger, and was pinched vigorously by him. The blood could not circulate, and the finger had turned purple. "Don't be poor, where is the medicine kit?"

Lu Zhanbei looked at Tong Yi and did not speak.

Tong Yi interpreted the meaning from his eyes: don't hold it, don't say it.

Who is it that threatened her with his own injuries?

Is your mind flooded?

It's not her who hurts.

The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and Tong Yi compromised, "Take a hug to deal with the wound?"

Lu Zhanbei nodded and let go of the squeezed hands so that Tong Yi could hug him.

When the fingers loosened, the blood began to flow out of the wound again, and Tong Yi frowned, "Your hand..."

"Hold or not?" Lu Zhanbei didn't even look at his hand, only condensed Tong Yi for a moment.

Tong Yi really lost to him. He had never seen someone so irresponsible to him. He walked over, reached out and hugged Lu Zhanbei's narrow waist, hugged Xu Xu to loosen it, his waist suddenly tightened. She was pushed tightly against Lu Zhanbei with a strong force.

Her face was tightly pressed against his chest through a thin layer of shirt fabric, and his steady and powerful heartbeat flicked into her ears like a snare drum.

Lu Zhanbei put an arm around Tong Yi's slender waist, bowed his head, and his thin lips were close to her ear, "This is called a hug."

There was his unique masculine breath between his nose, his face was stained with his body temperature, and his warm breath and low and sultry voice came from his ears.

Tong Yi only felt a rush of blood in her body rushing straight into her forehead, her face was instantly scorching hot, and her chest was like a small deer hitting hard with its antlers, making her feel flustered.

The virtual hand is on his waist, I don't know what to do?

Should you hug him tightly as he did, or push him away?