Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, and smiled casually and playfully: "Originally, I just wanted you to lend me my homework for a look. Since you want to help me write it yourself, that's fine too."
"..."
Jiang Lingzhi choked on a mouthful of old blood.
Then she delivered it to the door by herself
She felt that if she talked to him again, she might get sick from anger.
Jiang Lingzhi endured and endured, took a deep breath, and silently picked up the hydrogen peroxide: "Hand over here."
A real lady will not lose her temper easily.
Li Shunan lowered his head, and the corners of his lips curled up.
He also knows how to accept as soon as he is good. If he provokes her again, the little girl will probably be really angry.
He sat up straight and passed his hand over.
Jiang Lingzhi opened the lid of the hydrogen peroxide.
She saw a hand with well-defined bones stretched out to her.
The boy's complexion tends to be fair, his knuckles are slender, and his bones are beautiful.
Jiang Lingzhi stared at the hand stretched out in front of him, and shook his finger holding the hydrogen peroxide, only then did he suddenly realize something.
It was a boy's hand.
Although it is just rubbing medicine, it is inevitable to encounter it.
She had never held hands with a boy before, and had such close contact.
Jiang Lingzhi hesitated for a moment, but still didn't dare to touch it. The other hand hangs awkwardly beside him, and the little hand holding the hydrogen peroxide hangs above him, pouring the hydrogen peroxide on the injured part of the back of his hand.
Li Shunan frowned slightly, leaned forward, and couldn't help laughing: "Dr. Xiao Jiang's way of treating patients' wounds is very unique."
As soon as he heard this, he knew he was joking with her.
Jiang Ling ignored him and focused on her medical career.
Li Shunan tilted his head slightly, with deep eyebrows, staring at the girl's drooping eyelashes, deliberately raised his hand, and was about to touch her eyelashes, with a low and slow voice: "So far away, can you see clearly?"
His hands moved back and forth, and the hydrogen peroxide was poured into the wrong place for a while, wasting a lot, and it couldn't be completely disinfected at all.
Jiang Lingzhi frowned, subconsciously raised the other hand, grabbed his big palm, and stabilized his hand: "Oh, can you stop moving, I'm in the wrong place."
As soon as the words fell, both of them froze in place.
With a subconscious movement, her two hands were caught off guard.
The boy's palm is very big, and the warm touch in the palm is clearly conveyed.
But boys' hands are different from girls' hands, with a slightly rough feel. At this moment, the senses seem to be infinitely magnified.
Jiang Lingzhi could clearly hear her heart beating in her chest.
Her hand trembled, she quickly let go of his hand, and took her own hand back.
Like a kid who did something wrong, staring at him helplessly.
Li Shunan stopped smiling, and his light brown eyes were a little darker, staring straight at her.
He had seen a girl writing before, her hands were beautiful, fair and slender.
After touching it today, I realized that not only does it look beautiful, but when I hold it just now, it is also like a boneless, smooth and soft ball.
After a while, he smiled suddenly, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and his tone returned to his unruly look: "Why are you so nervous, have you never held hands with a boy?"
Jiang Lingzhi also realized that her reaction seemed to be a bit extreme.
She frowned somewhat annoyedly, and turned her gaze away: "You think everyone is like you."
(end of this chapter)