Zhou Qian cleaned the wound on his back and the inflammation had subsided a little, but because he was not honest, some of the wound was torn and was still bleeding.
To be honest, Zhou Qian looked like he was in pain, but he acted like nothing happened.
Of course, we are all flesh and blood, it is impossible not to feel pain. The only possibility is... we are used to this pain.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qian felt an inexplicable prick in his chest. He looked towards the person on the bed, but unexpectedly met his gaze.
Zhou Qian was startled and pursed his lips in embarrassment, "Why are you looking at me?"
"You're the only one here, who else would I look at if not you?" Lu Jing lay sideways on the bed, supporting his head with one hand, looking like a boss.
"..." Zhou Qian was speechless.
Seeing that she didn't continue, Lu Jing spoke again, "You're speechless."
Zhou Qian glanced at him and said, "Can you be more honest? The wound just healed a little bit and you tore it open. Are you the ancestor of Dendrobium officinale? You don't know pain."
"You feel sorry for me?"
Zhou Qian knew he shouldn't have paid attention to him. "I'm not kidding you. If you don't take care of your wound, it will get infected and kick out the necrotic tissue. It will hurt you to death."
Lu Jing acted as if he didn't hear her and looked at her with a smile, "Finally you understand a little bit and know how to care about me."
Zhou Qian's blood pressure skyrocketed, "Can you...ah..."
After a while, Zhou Qian's back was already pressed against the soft bed, followed by the man's enveloping breath and passionate kiss.
Lu Jing pressed her down and fiercely returned the unsatisfied kiss.
"Lu Jing, you're crazy..."
Zhou Qian was terrified under him. The door was open now. If someone came up and saw them like this, she would really want to die.
Lu Jing was completely unmoved. Seeing her blush just now, he wanted to grab her and kiss her hard. He couldn't let go and sucked her soft lips. The girl's sweet fragrance filled his mouth, and he loved this taste.
Zhou Qian was dizzy from his kiss, but she couldn't get into the mood, and she didn't dare to push him hard for fear of hurting his wound.
She finally managed to escape his kiss and panted, "Lu Jing, someone will be coming up soon..."
Lu Jing lingered on her neck and whispered, "No one will come into my room."
"Is the one you just chased away a ghost?"
Lu Jing raised his head from her neck and looked at her from top to bottom, "Zhou Qian, you are not jealous, are you?"
Zhou Qian was stunned and asked angrily, "White vinegar or black vinegar?"
Lu Jing answered the question irrelevantly, "You didn't come up all morning just because Xiaohui is here?"
"Is there a possibility that I don't want to see you?"
Lu Jing snorted and laughed, "Don't you want to see me and come and take care of me?"
"Go ask your brother what he is doing to bother me first."
"Then why are you shy this morning?"
The topic changed so quickly that Zhou Qian couldn't keep up, or even directly retorted, "When was I shy?"
"Blushing isn't shyness?"
"How can you not blush when you're caught doing something like that? Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"
Lu Jing didn't get angry even after being scolded. He pinched her chin, kissed her lips lightly, and asked against her nose, "Why were you blushing just now? Huh?"
Zhou Qian's heartbeat suddenly became chaotic. Who could resist this kind of flirting from this bastard? Zhou Qian's eyelashes trembled, and she didn't dare to look at him at all.
Lu Jing suddenly chuckled, kissed her and whispered in her ear, "Zhou Qian, you're done."
Zhou Qian shuddered, her brain paralyzed, and she couldn't find the words to refute him. Just as Lu Jing said, she was finished, hopeless.
When Lu Jing's kiss fell again, Zhou Qian pushed him away weakly, "Lu Jing, can you please stop making trouble?!"
"Then answer me, huh?"
His hot breath spread on the crook of her neck, making her feel tingling and numb. Zhou Qian subconsciously shrank into his arms, and this small action made Lu Jing breathe harder.
Zhou Qian also froze, because he clearly felt that the man's shouting was sending a strong danger signal.
Her breath was disordered. "Didn't I tell you that if someone saw something like that, of course it would be embarrassing."
Lu Jing chuckled softly. Actually, he just wanted to tease her. He thought she was particularly cute like this, completely different from her usual prickly side. It made him want to pin her down and punish her.
Once this thought came into my mind, I couldn't stop it.
Lu Jing kissed the person in his arms tenderly, "I'll go lock the door."
Zhou Qian shuddered suddenly. Lock the door?
You can tell what he wants to do by locking the door with just your toes.
Zhou Qian quickly grabbed the man, causing Lu Jing to groan in pain. It wasn't the pain from the wound, but some unbearable pain.
"Brother Jing, it's time to eat..."
Maotou's voice came from outside, and to Zhou Qian, it was like a savior descending to earth.
She didn't know where she suddenly got the strength from, but she pushed the man away, quickly got off the bed, and tidied her clothes with her back to the door.
She didn't notice at all that she had thrown someone off the bed.
"Brother Jing, why are you sitting on the ground?" Maotou came in and saw this scene, looking confused.
Lu Jing sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, grimacing in pain. He looked up and glared at Maotou fiercely, "You'd better be in big trouble, otherwise you're dead."
Maotou's face changed with fear, and he smiled awkwardly, "I'll ask my sister-in-law to come down to eat."
After saying that, he quickly moved away from the danger and came to Zhou Qian's side, tilting his head to look at her, "Sister-in-law, why is your face so red?"
Zhou Qian touched his face, opened his mouth, and stammered for a long time, "Oh, that, I, I just treated Lu Jing's wound. I was so nervous that I broke out in a sweat."
She fanned herself with her hands. She was not sweating at first, but she broke into a sweat because of nervousness.
"Oh." Maotou nodded hesitantly, but he felt more and more that something was wrong with the two of them. He glanced back and forth between the two of them.
I asked cautiously, "Am I here at the wrong time?"
"You knew I was coming, yet you still came!" Lu Jing picked up the pillow and threw it at him.
Maotou blinked innocently, "How would I know that you are so...?"
Zhou Qian quickly interrupted him, "Don't listen to his nonsense, his brain is burnt out, ignore him. Let's go downstairs to eat."
"What about Brother Jing?" Maotou asked.
"He doesn't need to eat." Or just starve him to death.
"Why?"
"Because I just had an appetizer." When he said this, Lu Jing's peach blossom eyes were fixed on Zhou Qian.
Zhou Qian knew what he meant by "appetizer" and was immediately frightened and blushed.
Maotou didn't notice her, but asked curiously, "Brother Jing, what appetizer did you eat?"
Lu Jing nodded his chin towards Zhou Qian and said, "Ask your sister-in-law."
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