Qian Xiuying was a little embarrassed, and then said, "Why are you asking so many questions, little kid?"
Lan Yusui immediately mimicked her mother's words, muttering softly, "Why ask so many questions, little kid?"
Then I went to collect my dress and took it back to my room to change.
Lan Yuchu rubbed it and felt much better, so she asked Lin Qiyue, "Are you feeling better?"
"Much better, thank you." Lin Qiyue's legs were draped over his thighs, her beautiful legs partially visible, which inevitably gave him the feeling that she was seducing him.
After Lan Yuchu put her legs down, he turned around and went to the closet to get clothes.
He put on his shirt because he was about to change his pants, and Lin Qiyue immediately turned her head away.
Lan Yuchu was carrying her pants to the bathroom when she noticed that Lan Yuchu had turned around. Too lazy to walk any further, she simply changed out of them.
Lin Qiyue, who had been waiting for a while, turned back just as Lan Yuchu was putting on his clothes.
Her face flushed red, but she pretended not to see it.
"I'll go to the living room and get some disinfectant to wipe you down," he said before leaving.
Seeing her son come out, Qian Xiuying immediately went up to ask how he was doing: "How is July?"
"It's nothing, just a minor cut. I'll take care of it for her."
"What? A cut! You...! A cut?" Qian Xiuying was anxious.
"It's just a scraped joint on her arm. I'll just get her some medicine to disinfect it."
Upon hearing this, Qian Xiuying realized she had misunderstood, and her expression became somewhat unnatural.
But seeing that their son didn't seem to have slept well, the two of them must have had quite a bit of a commotion.
"Hurry up, don't keep July waiting." Qian Xiuying thought that with such a big commotion, they might not even let the morning pass.
This man is most energetic in the early morning!
She's been through it all; how could she not understand this?
Lan Yuchu brought in disinfectant, just as Lin Qiyue finished changing her clothes.
"Come here, I'll disinfect you." Lan Yuchu's tone was like a command.
Lin Qiyue felt uncomfortable at all, but still obediently went over.
Sitting in front of him, he took a cotton swab, dipped it in disinfectant, and then applied it to the edge of the wound. "Ouch~~it hurts~it hurts." She was really afraid of pain.
"I haven't even started yet?" Lan Yuchu said helplessly. He had only applied a little to the edge of the wound, and she was already trembling like this.
Lin Qiyue looked aggrieved and said, "It hurts! What can I do?"
Lan Yuchu: "..."
What could he do? He couldn't just not apply it.
"If you blow on it, it won't hurt anymore?" Lin Qiyue said whatever came to mind, completely forgetting that the two of them were not familiar with each other.
This is what she used to tell her roommates when she was injured.
You regretted it as soon as you said it!
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