Chapter 130: Should we stick together?
Among the things Xiaoshi's assistant brought, a waterproof care case was thoughtfully included.
Jiang Yingxu secured the plastic device of the nursing cover to the injured area. His left hand wasn't as dexterous as his right, but it was still enough. He took off his clothes with one hand and turned on the shower head.
I quickly washed myself to get rid of the dust and blood, and then put on new clothes.
It was an expensive brand that he had never worn before.
The fabric is very soft, and the collar, cuffs, and hem are all carefully bound.
Unlike the discounted items in Jiang Yingxu's wardrobe, which were made of rough and loose fabric and would come undone at the hem after a few washes.
The cat picked it up and scratched it, and soon the thread came to a tattered and torn state.
It even sheepishly tucked itself into the corner.
Jiang Yingxu pulled out his clothes when he was changing clothes for the new season and stared at the scraps on the hem, examining them closely.
Enraged, the cat leaped forward, growled, snatched the entire garment from his hand, and huffed and puffed as it scurried to its cat bed, stuffing the garment inside.
Then he casually strolled back.
The little head tilted and rubbed against Jiang Yingxu's fingers.
A cutesy, coquettish voice.
Her eyes were big and round, and they looked completely innocent.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yingxu couldn't help but smile.
Just as I was thinking about the cat, the cat arrived.
My fingernails scratched against the door panel.
The cat's sweet meow was full of inquiry and urging.
Jiang Yingxu picked up a towel and casually wiped his soaking wet short hair. Afraid that the kitten would get impatient, he opened the bathroom door.
A light, warm, humid breeze covered the cat's face, causing the big rice ball cat to take a step back in disgust.
Her gaze was sharp, like a supermarket clerk scanning out inventory. After confirming that he was alright and that the bandages on his right hand and right leg were not wet, she pushed him with her paws, saying, "Go back and sit down. You can't stand for too long."
High-power electrical appliances are not allowed in the ward.
Shi Miao sent Xiao Tong, the security guard, out to stand guard again, and took the initiative to take over the task of drying Jiang Yingxu's hair.
He used to dry the cat off after bathing it.
The cat is enthusiastic and eager to try its new job.
Jiang Yingxu always indulged and followed her lead.
This time too, I sat on the edge of the bed, and to keep her from getting tired of holding up her arms, I bent my back and brought my head in front of her.
However, Jiang Yingxu soon regretted it.
Perhaps to allow her ears and tail to occasionally peek out for air, Shi Miao prefers to wear skirts.
Today I'm wearing a small white satin dress with a square neckline, fitted at the waist with a wide, light blue silk blouse, and a matching thin ribbon bow at the neckline.
She is charming and sweet, which suits her perfectly.
But the collar of her dress, which usually rests neatly against her chest, shifted slightly between her folded and raised arms, revealing a few glimpses of her soft, white skin.
Like a handful of fresh snow.
Adorned with that rather decorative little bow, it tirelessly swayed under his face and in the depths of his eyes.
"..."
Jiang Yingxu glanced at it once, then suddenly tightened his jaw.
Even as I looked away, the soft white snow still lingered in my peripheral vision, creating a stark contrast with the light blue bow.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she closed her eyes, but her brain replayed the scene clearly, almost with even worse self-processing.
His breathing became heavy, and he leaned back, awkwardly dodging the towel, his voice slightly hoarse and restrained.
"I'll do it myself."
Shi Miao was fiddling with his short hair.
In his semi-wet state, his hair appeared even darker, with a damp feel, and it was quite soft to the touch, unlike his stern demeanor.
The next second, his subordinate ducked his head back.
Confused, she instinctively followed, saying, "Wait, I haven't dried myself yet..."
With a lift of her foot, her pink knee slammed against the edge of the bed.
Shi Miao cried out in pain, her steps faltering as she tripped over Jiang Yingxu's leg. Instinctively, she leaned against the most familiar and safest spot in her subconscious.
In conclusion
She was still clutching a towel between her slender white fingers. In her haste, to maintain her balance, she braced herself against the edge of the bed, which was covered with soft blankets.
Shi Miao stood between Jiang Yingxu's legs and, without realizing it, gave him a bed-slamming move.
The momentum of the charge was so strong that her forehead bumped into his shoulder with a thud, immediately causing a slight, dull pain.
Her round cat eyes instantly filled with moisture, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she looked pitiful.
"You're so hard..."
Jiang Yingxu only had time to raise his left hand, his arm loosely encircling her slender waist in a protective posture, his fingers clenched into a fist, not daring to touch the fabric of her skirt even slightly.
A soft, coquettish voice complained in my ear.
Jiang Yingxu lowered his gaze, intending to see the blush on her forehead, but in this position, he caught a glimpse of even more of Ningxue's fair skin.
“.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his dark eyes as deep and unfathomable as ink, and he wanted her to get up, "Miaomiao, you get up first..."
His voice was hoarse and strained, and it was immediately clear that he was not in good condition.
Shi Miao covered her bruised forehead, her ears twitched, and she quickly looked up, only to see the boy stiffly turning his head away.
Cool water droplets were still forming on the ends of her hair, dripping onto her reddened earlobes, but they did nothing to cool her down.
The red hue seemed to spread from the earlobe to the side of the neck.
When the Adam's apple moves frequently, the bulging veins also throb slightly.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Cats only listen to what they want to hear.
Ignoring her words to get up, the innocent kitten's first instinct was to check on his injuries.
I've confirmed that it wasn't pressed down or touched.
She paused for a moment, her eyes sweeping over Jiang Yingxu's restrained demeanor, and suddenly realized what was happening.
Her face flushed, her breathing became heavy, and her usually aloof black eyes became slightly moist.
Shi Miao suddenly realized and said with certainty, "You're having an attack!"
Shi Miao didn't know exactly what it felt like to have skin hunger disorder, but she knew it must be very uncomfortable.
Jiang Yingxu was also known for his patience. He endured the pain and the itch, clenching his knuckles until they turned blue, while maintaining a calm and indifferent demeanor.
Zhu Ting previously said that she was stubborn.
snort.
If you want to see a cat, the hardest one is clearly Jiang Yingxu.
While thinking, Shi Miao took action.
then.
The kitten clumsily lifted her skirt, placed her knees on the soft bedside, and knelt with her legs apart beside Jiang Yingxu.
The puffy skirt slid up naturally, revealing a small patch of fair skin on her thighs.
Jiang Yingxu's pupils trembled.
Under his stunned gaze, Shi Miao, with an upright and dignified expression, reached out and put her arm around his shoulder.
Do you want some adhesive bandages?
The girl's voice was sweet and gentle, with a slight upward inflection at the end, and a touch of affectionate complaint, "I told you, I'll accompany you to your treatment... Next time you feel unwell, don't try to bear it by yourself, just tell me."
Her soft arms came together.
Jiang Yingxu was pinned down, his face buried in her fair and warm neck.
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