After a brief silence, Jiang Ningyan decided not to bother with such details.
"I see. I don't blame you."
Lu Bingchuan's tense expression seemed to relax a little, but he showed no intention of leaving.
"My wound hasn't been dressed yet."
"Oh." Jiang Ningyan replied briskly, "Then you should go back quickly."
The man didn't move, his tall figure still blocking her way.
Jiang Ningyan blinked blankly, "Do you want me to help you?"
She was just being polite, but she didn't expect Lu Bingchuan to agree immediately.
It was as if he had been waiting for her to say this.
She had no choice but to follow Lu Bingchuan into the room and watch him take out medicine and gauze from the cabinet.
She had never learned professional nursing knowledge, and she was careless in bandaging the wound. Didn't Lu Bingchuan realize that?
Jiang Ningyan was confused. When she looked up, she found that the man was already sitting there, with his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his broad back.
Strong muscles and full of hormones.
Jiang Ningyan's face turned a little red. As she untied the old gauze on his shoulder, she tried hard to control her gaze from wandering.
But the more she tried to ignore it, the clearer she saw out of the corner of her eye.
From her angle, she could see the man's taut waist and abdomen, his beautifully defined abdominal muscles rising and falling with his breathing, and downwards...his clothes blocked his view.
"You can change it now."
It was not until Lu Bingchuan spoke that she realized she had been in a daze.
Her face was red from cheeks to ears, as beautiful as the petals of a blooming peach.
After removing the gauze, the wound was still shocking.
Jiang Ningyan used a cotton ball dipped in iodine to disinfect him very gently, and subconsciously moved close to the wound and blew gently a few times.
Her attention was focused on the wound, so she didn't notice that her other hand was already on the man's thigh.
A few strands of hair fell down and rubbed against the muscular arms, feeling soft and itchy.
Lu Bingchuan slowly clenched his big palm into a fist. His face remained calm, but his whole body seemed to be on fire, heating up.
He felt a little regretful. Having Jiang Ningyan change the dressing was a torture for him.
Jiang Ningyan didn't notice his abnormality, but lowered her eyelashes and concentrated on tying the gauze.
The snow-white gauze was wrapped around the arm in circles and finally tied into a fairly neat knot.
"Look, what do you think?"
Jiang Ningyan's eyebrows curved, and she was very satisfied with her results.
"good."
Lu Bingchuan put on his shirt and buttoned it one by one.
"Just one word?" Jiang Ningyan waited eagerly for him to give a higher evaluation.
Lu Bingchuan turned his back to her and opened the drawer. "Very good."
Jiang Ningyan was really impressed by him. He was so frugal with words. Was this the attitude of asking someone to do something for you?
She was unhappy and got up to leave.
But he didn't pay attention to his feet and was suddenly tripped by the corner of the table, falling forward.
In a panic, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed the tall figure in front of her.
Fortunately, the distance between them was not far, so she hugged Lu Bingchuan directly, and her hands were firmly placed on the man's tense abdomen...
No, what happened to her?
The envelope in Lu Bingchuan's hand was almost crushed by him. His muscles were tense and stiff, and several blue veins bulged on his neck.
Suddenly, a soft body came up from behind, and two slender arms seemed to want to hug his waist, but...
Jiang Ningyan's face flushed red, she abruptly retracted her hand, and fell to the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
She stammered, "I, I didn't mean to..."
She just grabbed it casually, and didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.
If you want to blame someone, blame the man for having too long legs. For others, this height is their waist, but for him, it is his hips.
Lu Bingchuan didn't respond to her, but leaned over and picked her up from the ground, checking if she had any wounds.
"Does it hurt?"
Jiang Ningyan's face flushed and she kept shaking her head, wishing she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
She was actually in quite a bit of pain.
The man's back seemed to be made of stone, and when he hit her head-on, the softest part of her body felt excruciating pain.
Lu Bingchuan checked very carefully, not even leaving out the fingertips.
Then I saw a red mark on the palm of her hand, which was caused by a slight scrape when she fell to the ground.
Seeing his gloomy face, Jiang Ningyan weakly hid her hands behind her back and said, "It's just a minor injury. It will be healed tomorrow."
Lu Bingchuan did not let her go, his arm still tightly wrapped around her waist, and his other hand took the iodine from the table.
"Reach out your hand."
Jiang Ningyan was hesitant, but finally gave in.
She felt herself getting hotter and hotter, almost abnormally hot.
She felt uncomfortable and moved her body from time to time.
"Don't move."
Suddenly, I heard a man's low, hoarse warning voice in my ears, and his breathing seemed very heavy.
Jiang Ningyan instinctively sensed the danger, but couldn't hide away, so she had no choice but to snuggle in his arms.
It was at this moment that she realized that it was not her who was hot, but Lu Bingchuan.
The burning heat that made her restless came entirely from the man.
Sitting next to the big stove, Jiang Ningyan felt a little breathless.
She didn't dare to look up. "Can I go now?"
The man lowered his head, his hot breath falling on the tip of her ear, "Let me hug you."
There is no intention of letting go.
Brother, you have been holding me for a long time.
Jiang Ningyan didn't have the courage to say it out loud, and silently complained in her heart.
She is sweet and soft all over, and it is very comfortable to hug her.
Even though he could see that she wanted to run away, Lu Bingchuan didn't want to let her go.
His fingertips touched her bright red lips, and his voice became hoarse, "Is it okay?"
His dark eyes were deep, as if he was waiting for her answer seriously.
Jiang Ningyan's face turned red like a tomato.
We've kissed so many times before, but I never saw you ask?
Even if she agreed, she would be too embarrassed to nod.
Seeing that she didn't speak, a hint of loss flashed across Lu Bingchuan's eyes, and he gently touched her face.
"good evening."
The arm across her waist slowly loosened, and Jiang Ningyan blinked blankly.
This man has been possessed?
He used to be very overbearing, as if he wanted to eat her alive every time, but now he is too "polite".
After being rejected, he looked lost, like a large dog abandoned by its owner.
Jiang Ningyan felt a little soft-hearted.
She took the initiative to hook her arms around the man's neck and kissed the corner of his lips.
Her voice was also soft, "Okay."
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