The cut was still quite deep, and a little blood was still oozing out.
After sprinkling a layer of hemostatic powder on the wound, Su Ping said to him sarcastically, "Now you know pain? I thought you were born with hard bones and didn't know pain."
Song Qi quickly realized that she was being sarcastic, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.
He began to doubt that the news he had heard about Su Ping was false.
Otherwise, how could someone's personality change so drastically? Even if they have amnesia, they shouldn't be a completely different person from before.
Su Ping used to have a bad temper. She would never have given him a tutor who was not even a close friend to bandage his wounds. In fact, she only had eyes for Xu Yichen and could not accept any other boys getting close to her.
Su Ping glanced at Song Qi's long, slender, and fair fingers, giving them a brief moment of admiration.
She had to admit that although he wasn't a very good person, she really liked his hands.
Song Qi sensed that she had stopped moving, looked down, and saw her staring blankly at her hands.
Is it pretty?
Upon hearing the sound, Su Ping nodded subconsciously. Realizing that only she and Song Qi were in the room, she quickly looked up in his direction.
She didn't miss the coldness in his eyes that he hadn't had time to hide.
Pshaw, it's just a pair of hands. Everyone has them.
Su Ping glared at him, then picked up a piece of gauze from the side and began to wrap it around his neck.
After only two wraps, Song Qi's hand, which had been resting on the table, began to move.
"what?"
Because of his attitude just now, Su Ping's tone wasn't exactly friendly either; she practically asked the question out of spite.
Her face was puffed up with anger, making her look like a hamster, and you just wanted to reach out and poke her.
Song Qi subtly shifted his gaze and said, "It's too tight; I can't move my hand."
Hearing his tone become more relaxed, Su Ping stopped arguing and loosened her grip, carefully wrapping the cord around his neck a few more times.
After the bandage was almost finished, Su Ping cut the bandage and tied a bow on the back of Song Qi's hand.
"It's a bit ugly."
Su Ping had just begun to feel a sense of accomplishment when she heard this comment, and the smile on her face immediately froze.
Okay, she admits she's a little bit ugly...
Seeing that she didn't refute him, Song Qi's lips curled up slightly.
My gaze fell again on the bow on the back of my hand, and suddenly an image flashed through my mind.
Like a frame in a movie, you can perceive it but can't see it clearly or capture it.
It was that strangely familiar feeling again. Song Qi gradually lost his mind. Why did he have this feeling?
Could it be because of her?
Song Qi's gaze fell on Su Ping, who was carefree and looking disgusted as she disinfected the table with an alcohol swab. His eyes gradually became somewhat deep.
If it was just once, that would be fine, but now it seems like it's happened more than once. Could it be that the two of them really had some kind of connection before?
However, in his memory, the two of them did not know each other before, let alone what would happen between them.
Downstairs, Su Zhinan returned from outside but didn't see Su Ping, so he casually asked Aunt Mei who was standing next to him.
Where is Pingping?
Aunt Mei seemed to be thinking of something, and her reaction was rather strange. She avoided his eyes and didn't dare to look him in the eye.
"Mr. Su, have you forgotten what you said a few days ago when Miss woke up that you would help her find a tutor?"
Su Zhinan nodded, confirming that this was indeed the case.
He was just saying it casually at the time, because he knew that his daughter had always liked to contradict him since she was old enough to understand things, and that she didn't like to study.
Aunt Mei continued, "The young lady is currently in her room with her tutor."
Upon hearing Aunt Mei say this, Su Zhinan immediately became interested.
"Oh? Are they studying?"
Aunt Mei's expression became even more unnatural, and she gave a somewhat guilty "hmm".
However, Su Zhinan did not see the expression on her face. After changing her shoes, she smiled and went upstairs.
He wanted to see what kind of tutor could make Pingping sit down and study obediently.
Such a good teacher deserves a raise!
After Aunt Mei realized what he was thinking, she quickly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve.
"What's wrong?"
The smile on Su Zhinan's face hadn't faded yet when he stopped and asked with some confusion.
Realizing that her behavior was somewhat abnormal, Aunt Mei quickly released her grip on Su Zhinan's sleeve.
Thinking about what the young lady had just told her, Aunt Mei felt that she still couldn't let President Su find out that the young lady was doing that kind of thing with the tutor in the room behind his back.
He could only bite the bullet and say, "Mr. Su, Miss just said that she is studying and doesn't want to be disturbed."
Su Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then became happier the more he thought about it. He never expected that his daughter, who had just escaped death, would actually be so sensible this time, and he felt even more gratified.
After saying "good" three times, Su Zhinan gave up his plan to go upstairs to find out what was going on and turned to sit down on the other side.
After picking up the newspaper on the table and looking at it for a few seconds, he realized he couldn't bear to read it anymore. So he put the newspaper down and said to Aunt Mei, "Tutors work hard too. Sister Mei, why don't you go buy some good food and have the tutor stay for dinner before you go back?"
Upon hearing Su Zhinan's words, Aunt Mei couldn't help but cough twice, almost choking herself.
She quickly agreed, turned around, grabbed the keys, and went out. Afraid that she would stay any longer, she couldn't help but let slip what the young lady had been doing in the room.
Although President Su dotes on Miss, it's still indecent to talk about such things.
Thinking of what Su Zhinan had just said, Aunt Mei's face flushed again.
The two of them stayed in the room for an entire afternoon, and she even bled. How could she not be exhausted?
Thinking of her tutor's youthful physique, Aunt Mei decided to buy some nourishing food at the market to help the young man recover.
Inside the room, Su Ping suddenly sneezed. Why did she have a bad feeling?
After rubbing her slightly sore shoulders, Su Ping realized that she had been so engrossed in reading that she had forgotten there was another person in the room.
Song Qi...
Su Ping turned her head and saw that Song Qi was lying on the table next to her, his face turned towards her with his eyes slightly closed, looking as if he was asleep.
It has to be said that his skin is really good; it looks supple and fair.
Su Ping couldn't help but lean closer to take a look, trying to find a flaw.
But no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see even a single large pore.
Damn it, why does a boy have to be so good-looking? His skin looks even better than hers.
Su Ping looked at Song Qi's profile with envy, and suddenly saw his mouth move twice, as if he was muttering in his sleep.
Driven by curiosity, Su Ping suddenly wanted to know what he was talking about, and couldn't help but lean her head closer to him.
Why did you stop talking?
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