Li Yan frowned and wiped the potion very lightly.

The potion was rubbed on the red and swollen parts, and the irritation penetrated into the skin, and the hot pain spread.

Qiao Mu didn't control it for a while and took a deep breath.

Li Yan looked up at her, "Does it hurt?"

This question, in a low tone, with a trace of concern, was completely different from the ferocious attitude before, and suddenly became gentle.

Qiao Mu bit his lip. He always does this. Give her a slap, and then give her a sweet date. He treats her like a pet. When he wants to be nice to her, he smiles at her and is not interested in being nice to her. , Just like eating people!

Qiao Mu bit his lip and said stiffly, "It doesn't hurt!"

It seemed that God was punishing her for lying, the hot feeling surrounded her entire wrist, and her fist was clenched tightly in pain.

Suddenly, a cool wind blew on his wrist, and Qiao Mu lowered his head and was stunned.

Li Yan was lowering her head, blowing air on her wrist.

Qiao Mu only felt his chest tighten, and an inexplicable emotion came over his face, an indescribable taste.

She thought that when she was young, Li Yan fell because of playing basketball, and her knee broke. She blew into his wound, saying that it would not hurt.

At that time, he even teased her, saying that this was a pervert, and it had no effect. She wasn't convinced, and kept blowing into his wound, asking him if the pain was gone, and she would stop until it worked.

Then, she was unstable, and she accidentally arched forward, her mouth facing his injured knee and kissed him.

He wiped the purple potion on his knees, and this kiss directly rubbed the potion on her mouth, making her very embarrassed.

Finally, he finally admitted that this method can indeed relieve pain.

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu felt the cool wind on her wrists aggravated, and watching the man in front of her every move made her feel sour.

Her eldest brother has long been gone, and this man is her younger uncle.

Maybe soon, not even the little uncle!

She won't have a stranger in the future!

Qiaomu moved his arm and wanted to take it back, but he was stopped by the man.

Li Yan held her palm and reminded: "Wrap the gauze first."

The man in front of him was completely different from the man who was in a rage just now. He was delicate and gentle, and he was careful in every move for fear of hurting her. The other is like a beast, regardless of her feelings!

Qiao Mu watched him carefully dressing him with gauze, his nose sour, and his eyes moistened.

I don’t know if it’s the wound or my heart.

After the wound was bandaged, Qiao Mu silently retracted his hand and sat there with his head down, without saying a word.

Li Yan looked at the little woman in front of him, his whole body was alienated from him, and refused to let him take a step closer.

Sighing, he resignedly said, "Qiao Mu, come home with me."

"No!" Her tone was still stubborn.

She just came here to relax, play for a few days, and naturally went back before school started. He would not give her even such a little freedom!

Li Yan's eyes sank, "That's how you want to stay here? You did everything possible to go to Hong Kong to study, and now you have finally achieved your goal. Do you want to get rid of the Qiao family or do you want to get rid of me?"

Qiao Mu was startled and looked up at him in amazement.

She came to Hong Kong to study? Her plan was crushed by him a long time ago, where did she achieve her goal?

Could it be that... he thought that she came to Hong Kong to go to school?

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