To The Lovely You

Chapter 135: Flying vinegar (5)

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Su Rourou looked at the pink gauze in his hand, immediately dropped the rabbit in his hand, dropped the chocolate, and ran towards him.

Her heart was full of guilt: "how is it, are you okay?"

Luo Yichen glanced at her secretly through the slits in his eyes, and continued to roll on the bed: "It hurts!"

Seeing the forbearance expression on his face, Su Rourou felt more guilty.

She originally thought that although there were many wounds on his hands, they were all minor wounds, and there should be nothing serious about them. I didn't expect that a person as cold as him would be rolling on the bed in pain... It must be very painful, right

"Quickly, show me."

She tried to hold his hand, but was swung away by Luo Yichen.

"No, let me die of pain!"

Su Rourou was a little puzzled: His tone sounded like a child's anger

Luo Yichen went on to say: "Some people only care about watching TV series and eating chocolates, they don't care about my life or death at all. Sigh, it's a pity that I was injured so badly in order to save her. I'm so stupid!"

His accent specifically fell on the words "such a serious injury", and then he continued to peek at Su Rourou's expression through the slits in his eyes.

"How could I be as you said..." Su Rourou whispered guiltyly, her small face wrinkled into a ball.

Kneeling on the bed, she went to hold his hand again: "Stop screaming, what's the use of crying out for pain, show me."

This time, Luo Yichen didn't "resist" any more, but obediently gave her his hand. A treacherous smile flashed across his face buried in the pillow.

"Oh my god! Why did you bleed so much again?" Su Rourou realized that there were bloodstains on the gauze at some point. When she bandaged him, there was obviously not so much blood.

Luo Yichen looked at her eyes full of worry with satisfaction, and snorted angrily: "You just saw it? Do you know how much pain I have?"

Yes, when he saw Ke Shaoze sitting next to her, handing the little rabbit into her palm, his heart really hurt...

"Hurry up and apply the medicine! It's been so long since you've been back, and you don't know how to remove the gauze. The weather is so hot, and it won't get better if you're stuffy inside..." Su Rourou dropped his hand and searched for the medicine box all over the room. , while chanting.

Listening to her babbling, the smile in Luo Yichen's eyes became more and more intense: "You think I don't want to? But no one helps me to apply the medicine."

"... Where's the godmother?"

"out."

"Where are your servants?"

"I don't like people touching me."

"..."

In the process of looking for the medicine box, Su Rourou repeated in her heart the last sentence he said "I don't like people touching me"...

Then she is not someone else

After applying the medicine for Luo Yichen, Su Rourou began to rush people away: "Hurry up and go back to rest, the pain won't hurt when you fall asleep."

Luo Yichen looked at her mummy-like hand that had just been bandaged, and frowned slightly: "But, I don't have an air conditioner in my room... In such a hot day, what do you think if my wound turns pus?"

When he said this, he pursed his mouth and looked at Su Rourou with wide eyes.

Su Rourou felt a chill: Why is this guy so strange tonight? Acting like a baby and being cute, come for everything? Usually, it is obviously too cold...

"Then what do you want?" She thought, she probably guessed his intention.

An imperceptible smile flashed across Luo Yichen's face, he coughed twice and said, "I... can I not leave?"

"Yes!" Su Rourou agreed straightforwardly. Not only agreed, but also gently helped him, motioning him to lie down.

"Really?" The corners of Luo Yichen's lips couldn't help but rise, just as he was about to stretch out his hand to hold her, and even lie down with her... when Su Rourou jumped onto the desk nimbly and put one hand on the window.

"I'll give you my air conditioner tonight, I'll go to sleep in your room!"

"..." Looking at her figure disappearing behind the light blue curtain, Luo Yichen pursed his mouth tightly, and suddenly didn't want to say a word.