In the modern and luxuriously decorated living room, the sound of the TV is still playing, but the person watching TV on the sofa has curled up with a pillow and fell asleep.
Min Yu paused slightly, then subconsciously relaxed, walked over and turned off the TV first, then put the box in his hand on the sofa, and then slowly squatted in front of Huo Yao.
The girl turned her body sideways, with her head resting on the pillow, her slightly curly hair covering half of her face, quiet and beautiful.
Min Yu stretched out his hand and gently hooked her hair behind her ear, and paused for a few seconds with her fingertips beside her earlobe. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand and carry her back to the room, Huo Yao's eyelids moved.
The next moment, the person opened his eyes.
Min Yu sighed in his heart.
"When did you come back?" Huo Yao looked at Min Yu who was close at hand, with sleepy eyes still in her eyes, because she had kept a posture for a long time, at this time she only felt her neck was a little stiff.
Min Yu was still squatting halfway in front of her, as if he could see her stiffness, while reaching out his hand and gently pinching the back of her neck, he said, "Just now, it was a little late at night, sorry for keeping you waiting. "
Huo Yao rested his chin on the pillow, blinked his eyes, "Understood."
To make money, no matter how late it is, it is worth it.
Min Yu smiled, and kept moving her hands, with neither light nor heavy force, which made Huo Yao feel strangely comfortable, but soon she could smell a trace of blood in the air.
Frowning, Huo Yao sat upright and glanced up and down at Min Yu, "Are you injured?"
Although it is a question, it means yes.
Min Yu propped up his knees, and then sat on the sofa, nodded without any reservation, and his voice was a little weak, "Yes, there is a deep wound on the arm."
After finishing speaking, he took off his coat, and inside was a black shirt. The sleeves on his arms were torn due to bullets, and a few white bandages were wrapped around the torn sleeves.
The bandages were not neatly wrapped, they were obviously tied randomly, and the most important thing was that the bandages had been dyed red.
Huo Yao glanced expressionlessly at the man who seemed to be relaxed as if he didn't know the pain, and his heart was filled with anger, "Aren't you quite capable? Can you still hurt your hand?"
When Min Yu saw her angry, the corners of his lips curled deeper, he raised his arm, "No matter how capable a person is, sometimes he is careless, do you want to help me bandage it again?"
Huo Yao pushed his hand away, but he didn't try too hard, "Get lost."
Min Yu sighed softly, leaned over instead, put his head on her shoulder, "It hurts."
Huo Yao: "..."
Damn, it won't hurt you to death.
Huo Yao looked at the unsightly red on someone's arm, and she had the urge to beat up her boyfriend violently, but in the end she still endured it.
Thinking that there was a pharmacy near the hotel, Huo Yao pushed Min Yu's head away in disgust, and stood up, "Stay here, I'll go downstairs."
Min Yu probably guessed what Huo Yao was doing downstairs, and before she walked away, he reached out and held her hand, "Just kidding, it's just a little skin injury, it doesn't hurt."
Huo Yao still had no expression on his face, he didn't want to answer his words at all, he withdrew his hand and walked out of the living room.
Soon, there was a loud slamming sound at the door.
That voice hit Min Yu's heart directly, and his cheeks twitched suddenly.
Is it over, is he overplaying
(end of this chapter)