"Come in!" Rong Luchi then put the phone into the drawer beside him.
When Song Wanwan heard his low and magnetic voice, although it was just two short words, she still felt inexplicably... nervous!
Song Wanwan walked in slowly, pretending to be normal.
"Lu Chi, let me change your medicine." Song Wanwan was holding a medicine box in his hand.
Rong Luchi glanced at his arms and his hands with his deep eyes.
He hummed nonchalantly.
Then he began to unbutton his silk shirt.
When Song Wanwan saw that the buttons were unbuttoned, he was so shocked that his thoughts immediately changed.
"Lu Chi, you don't need to unbutton your clothes to change the dressing on the wounds on your arms and hands." Song Wanwan almost dropped the medicine box directly on the porcelain desk with a clang.
Rong Luchi was thinking about something when he was suddenly disturbed by the loud noise.
Song Wanwan stared at Rong Luchi's fingers as he unbuttoned his shirt.
His eyes were burning.
If he dares to take off his clothes and act like a hooligan, she will poke him with a pair of small scissors!
Song Wanwan thought nervously.
Song Wanwan stood by the table, looking at Rong Luchi, who was sitting there and was as handsome as a demon.
But for some reason, when Song Wanwan saw Rong Luchi's sexy thin lips, the passionate kiss between them emerged in his mind.
Suddenly his face flushed unconsciously, as if he had done something wrong.
"What's wrong?" Rong Luchi asked with concern when he saw that she looked unnatural.
"It's okay." Song Wanwan replied firmly.
But his head was lowered and his hands moved quickly.
He walked up to Rong Luchi with a pair of small scissors and cut open the gauze.
The wound has just scabbed over.
While carefully applying medicine to him with a cotton swab and cleaning the area around the wound, he breathed gently.
It’s like when a kid falls down and gets a cut on his skin, and he cries to his parents, and then the elders blow on the wound.
In an instant, a cool feeling and warm breath spread across the skin.
Rong Luchi tightened his other hand.
Her dark eyes fixed on Song Wanwan, who was bending in front of her. Her dark, watery eyes were extremely serious, and her lips, as red as cherries, opened and closed.
The little face was as white as snow, with a bit of youthfulness and eyes lowered.
At some point, Song Wanwan's collar opened wide. The bend wasn't a big movement, but she was petite, and while the plain pajamas were conservative, this movement was revealing.
Her black hair hangs down lightly, and she looks very pretty.
Rong Luchi narrowed his eyes.
Take a deep look and your mind will be filled with fragrant and beautiful images.
It was morning, and there was a gentle breeze outside the window, but before I knew it, a wave of heat came over me.
Rong Luchi looked at him gravely, his deep black eyes tinged with a strange look...
Song Wanwan was extremely serious in cleaning the wound, applying medicine and bandaging it.
She was so serious that she didn't notice that she was being stared at by the man for a long time.
"Okay, the bow suits you very well." Song Wanwan tied a cute bow to end.
Suddenly looking up, the cat's eyes were sparkling, pure and clear, as bright and pretty as the stars in the sky.
Clear yet with a hint of alluring charm.
That kind of pure and somewhat fascinating complex feeling is particularly touching.
Rong Luchi stared at her beautiful eyes, his sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down.
Song Wanwan was puzzled. He looked at Rong Luchi's staring eyes with his blinking eyes, and suddenly looked down to follow his gaze.
"Ah! Hooligan!" The peaceful and gentle scene of the beauty just now was broken in an instant.
Song Wanwan stood up angrily, protecting his chest with his hands, completely out of subconscious self-protection.
Even though they were already together, this was too inappropriate.
Song Wanwan never thought about the relationship between the two.
She shouted angrily, and as she stood up, she slapped Rong Luchi's arm, which had just been bandaged, with her small hand.
"Hiss~" A burning, stinging pain.
Rong Luchi was hit so suddenly that his eyebrows twitched.
This little girl must have practiced slapping.
It hurts a little when you hit someone.
Song Wanwan took a step back and held the small scissors for cutting gauze in his hand.
He looked angry, his face was red, and there was anger in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it feels good." Rong Luchi said calmly.
"Really? Then I'll let you feel it more."
"Pa!" Without thinking, he raised his hand and slapped it hard. In an instant, blood began to seep out of the white gauze.
Rong Luchi: “…”
The tenderness just now had not yet had time to infect the atmosphere.
Rong Luchi's eyes twitched in pain from the slap.
Very hot.
This damn girl, is she trying to murder her husband?
"How is it? Does it feel good?" Song Wanwan looked a little proud.
"Oh, Young Master Rong is so precious. He's bleeding again after just one slap." Song Wanwan said in a tone that sounded like he wanted to be beaten.
In fact, when she slapped herself, her whole arm went numb from the shock.
“…”
A slap on a wound that has not yet healed would swell up the healthy arm, not to mention that he is still injured.
"Change the dressing for me again!"
Oh my god, I should have tied it a little higher. The freshly tied bow looks so cute.
Have to start over again.
This time Rong Luchi turned his head away and looked away.
But the scene just now has been imprinted in my mind.
When he closed his eyes, he could see her enjoying herself under him.
Rong Luchi seemed to be under a love spell.
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