Chapter 88 Careful, loving and distressed
Feng Shuo sat on a bench in the main hall with his arms and legs spread out, his hands pinching his thighs, his eyes calm and dark as he stared at the woman busy in front of him.
Zhu Yunying unscrewed the bottle of medicinal oil, took a look at the dark, oily stuff inside, and immediately frowned.
He ran back to the room, rummaged around for a long time, and took out a small handful of cotton wool and white gauze.
I just poured some medicated oil and was about to apply it on his face.
Feng Shuo was sitting, and she was standing, bending forward.
The beautiful braj skirt swayed in front of her eyes.
A few restless strands of hair on her forehead stuck to him as she breathed, making her feel numb and itchy, as unbearable as the prickles of needles.
He took a deep breath, silently tightened his hands that were pinching his legs, curled them into fists, and rubbed his trouser legs.
Just when the gauze in Zhu Yunying's hand was about to touch Feng Shuo's face, he heard another sigh. Turning his head, he saw the woman throwing down the medicine bottle and gauze and running away again.
He watched people coming in and out with an expressionless face, trying hard to suppress the inexplicable emotions that were welling up in his heart.
His lips unconsciously tightened and he swallowed cautiously.
"My face is covered in sweat. The medicinal oil can't be absorbed."
Zhu Yunying came closer while wringing out a wet towel.
It's like using a towel soaked in hot water because you're afraid it won't be clean enough.
It's still steaming.
Feng Shuo's Adam's apple rolled and he glanced sideways at the person.
Zhu Yunying's beautiful eyes were completely focused on his face. The towel's wiping movements were light and gentle, which made Feng Shuo begin to imagine the toy dolls that this eldest daughter of a capitalist family had played with when she was a child.
Maybe it is like this, cautious, loving and distressed.
"oops--"
After waiting for a long time and wiping his face, he still didn't feel the medicated oil being applied. Instead, Zhu Yunying pouted angrily and handed him the gauze stained with brown marks.
"This gauze is so absorbent! I just dipped a little bit in it and it was completely absorbed! What a shame about the medicinal oil!"
She curled her lips, not very happy.
Feng Shuo held his breath. He had been sitting for a long time and his butt was numb.
"Forget it, it should be gone by tomorrow. No need to bother—"
Before he finished speaking, he felt a warm, soft touch on his cheek, again and again, like a dragonfly skimming the water, or a butterfly flapping its wings, gently passing by...
Zhu Yunying used her hands to apply the medicine on him!
Just now, she was complaining about the ugly and smelly medicated oil, and insisted on finding a piece of cotton gauze to dip it in, and refused to touch herself with her hands.
She also complained that he was sweaty after training and had to wash with hot water.
Now, he is willing to use his hands to help apply the medicine!
The pungent smell of the medicinal oil is felt. When I apply it on my cheeks, I feel a stinging sensation at first. But after massaging it in and letting it absorb, I feel a cool sensation all over my body. It really relieves me a lot.
"Feng Shuo, your skin is so healthy."
As Zhu Yunying applied the medicine, she couldn't help but give a compliment.
"……healthy?"
Feng Shuo smelled the medicine and his throat became irritated and dry, and he had to cough slightly when he spoke.
"Yes, Chief of Staff Lu is very fair. His fair skin doesn't tan, so he doesn't look like a soldier who trains every day. Comrade Yu and Xiao Zhang are darker, especially Comrade Yu, who's so dark it's scary. Your skin is a healthy tan, without spots or acne. It's very beautiful."
Zhu Yunying was in a good mood at the moment. She thought that she and Feng Shuo had reached an agreement and could barely be considered friends. There was no need to be hostile, so she spoke more frequently.
But obviously, Feng Shuo felt that her words were too complicated.
When did she start looking at those guys so carefully?
Do you know who is white and who is black?
"What is Yu Jincheng's position? Everyone else knows what he does, he's an official, but he never seems to have mentioned it."
Zhu Yunying praised Feng Shuo for his good skin, but seeing no reaction, she thought that straight men didn't like this topic, so she changed it.
But this topic is not very good either.
Feng Shuo just glanced at her with a gloomy expression. Without explaining, he stood up directly.
Zhu Yunying was still bending over in front of him, but was startled by his sudden standing up. She stepped back and her waist hit the sharp corner of the table.
“Hmm…”
A sharp pain ran from the waist along the meridians to the top of the head.
Zhu Yunwei was so embarrassed that she jumped up and down in pain.
"Why did you stand up suddenly?"
She even regretted applying medicine to people!
After training, she was drenched in sweat and had to wipe her face. The medicated oil couldn't be applied with gauze, so she had to apply it with her hands. Now her fingertips were burning and freezing, a feeling indescribable.
I tried to chat with him out of kindness, but he ignored me, as if I owed him five million!
In the end, you still have to suffer and hurt yourself.
It's really not worth it!
Throwing down the medicine bottle, Zhu Yunying turned around and left angrily.
A pair of big, broad hands wrapped around her waist. The warm palms followed her waistline, found the buttons on the side, and reached in through the button seam...
"Where are you hurt? Does it hurt? Let me help you take a look."
This braid is exquisitely designed with buttons on the side, which can be unfastened to loosen the shape and make it easy to put on and take off.
But the buttons are all hidden, and others can't find them at all unless they look carefully.
Zhu Yunying was wondering in her heart, how did Feng Shuo find out?
Suddenly, my feet felt empty and I was picked up?
"Are you in so much pain that you can't speak? Apply some medicine first, and I'll take you to the health center."
He carried her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed, all in one smooth motion.
Before Zhu Yunying could react, she saw Feng Shuo untying her belt that was tied into a bow. She felt a chill on her waist, and then a hot medicinal oil was applied to it.
"hiss……"
The medicine is too strong.
Feng Shuo's fingertips, covered with thin calluses, pressed and rubbed the wound, which felt like sandpaper and caused her to cry out in pain.
She could feel that she could no longer control herself, and she shrank to the side, avoiding Feng Shuo's fingers.
Soon, the palm of his other hand was clasped around her waist, holding her back to prevent her from running away.
"Don't move, you're badly injured!"
The man scolded her in a rough voice. Zhu Yunying gritted her teeth and endured the pain, turning her head to look over.
Feng Shuo knelt on one leg on the bed, leaned forward with a frown, his eyes focused and serious. The movement of applying the medicine felt very heavy, but he was trying to be as gentle and careful as possible.
You don’t usually see Feng Shuo like this.
The pain at Zhu Yunwei's waist had gone from burning to cool, and the pain had eased a lot.
His tone calmed down a bit, and he asked, "Is it bruised? Or swollen?"
“…It’s red.”
There was a large red spot on her waist, but it had faded a lot after being massaged with medicated oil.
It is indeed a good medicine.
Feng Shuo kept making circles, and the delicate touch of the skin made him feel excited.
He pinched this waist.
I don't remember whether there were any red marks left.
Be careful next time.
The thought flashed through his mind, and Feng Shuo's breathing became disordered again.
I massaged the injured area and moved it a little to the side, where I felt a swollen spot.
His cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to press it, saying in a deep voice, "When did you get hit? It's bruised and swollen... Doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurts! Be gentle!"
Zhu Yunying almost screamed.
It really hurt! The soles of my feet were throbbing with pain.
She waved her arms behind her and said angrily, "Feng Shuo, are you seeking revenge? Did you pinch me?!"
Zhu Yunying was in so much pain that she was incoherent.
Feng Shuo said nothing and just kept applying the medicine.
He remembered that he had suffered an injury in the same position before.
That was because I was not familiar with the sidecar, so I sat in the side pocket and was bumped along the bumpy gravel road.
Oh--
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