Bai Chuxiao was holding the needle in his hand. He didn't know whether it was because Qi Moye's body temperature was too high, or because he was nervous. The hands they held together were sweating a little.
The man's left hand was not damaged, the fingers were well-articulated, slender and beautiful, and the blood vessels on it protruded slightly.
Zhong Yi was terrified looking at it from the side, "Goddess, will that work..."
Bai Chuxiao was a little nervous at first, but when Zhong Yi said this, he was even more flustered.
"Shut up, shut up, you shut up." Bai Chuxiao murmured.
Such a beautiful hand, I am afraid that my hand will shake...
After the disinfection, Bai Chuxiao started to get the needles.
The bedroom was quiet.
I have to say that sometimes Bai Chuxiao really trembled and missed something...
lean on—
The first time, it failed.
For the second time, Bai Chuxiao cheered up and focused.
But sometimes it backfires and is powerless, and then, once again, it is gorgeous.
lean on—
"Well, Goddess, if it doesn't work, I'd better call the doctor..." Zhong Yi couldn't stand it anymore.
Qi Ting trembled when he saw the needle, oh my god, third uncle was stabbed twice.
Bai Chuxiao was also very helpless, he didn't know what was going on, it was obviously very simple, but he missed it twice in a row, hell!
Bai Chuxiao looked up, looked at Qi Moye, and asked cautiously, "Boss, does it hurt?"
Qi Moye shook his head lightly.
"Call the doctor to come and prick you. It hurts a lot." Bai Chuxiao felt ashamed of him.
The man's thin lips parted slightly and his voice was hoarse, "You."
Bai Chuxiao blinked, pointed at her nose, "Me? Are you sure you want me to continue piercing?"
Zhong Yi snorted, "Go on, goddess. Sure enough, true love can make people lose their pain."
"..."
Bai Chuxiao ignored Zhong Yi.
She adjusted her state and got the needle again.
Huang Tian paid off, this time he finally succeeded!
Bai Chuxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead, it was not easy.
After tying it up, Bai Chuxiao wanted to let go of Qi Moye's hand, but was held instead.
Seeing this, Zhong Yi hurriedly said, "Goddess, then you stay with third brother, I'm outside, call me anytime you need something."
Zhong Yi's eyes fell on the hands held together by the two of them, "That's it, don't move, don't move, the blood will return in a while!"
finished. . Zhong Yi bent down to pick up Qi Ting, strode out of the room, and closed the door behind him.
The huge room returned to silence, only the two of them were left.
Bai Chuxiao really didn't dare to move and let him hold it.
Seeing Qi Moye looking at her all the time, Bai Chuxiao tried to communicate with him, "Boss, close your eyes and sleep, I will look at the potion for you, don't worry."
I remember that when she was sick last time, Qi Moye was by her side to take care of her.
She is not going to sleep tonight, she has to watch his situation.
Qi Moye didn't listen to her, but sat up.
Then, Bai Chuxiao felt that the strength in his hand was stronger.
Feeling that history was about to repeat itself, she hurriedly said, "Don't move, don't move!"
Qi Moye didn't move his hands anymore, the man's extremely hoarse voice sounded, "Come here."
These two simple words seem to be extraordinarily deceptive on this night.
Bai Chuxiao was stunned for two seconds, not knowing what he wanted to do, but he could only follow his instructions so as not to move his hands again.
Bai Chuxiao was originally leaning on the back of the chair, but she moved closer to the front and asked, "What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable?".