Shi Yan's house doesn't even have a medicine box.
"I ride a bike to and from get off work. Regular exercise keeps me healthy and I rarely get sick. It's a waste to keep medicine at home."
Two words - poor.
Su Ci couldn't help but feel sad when she heard what he said.
Workers have it so hard. They have to live frugally when they go out, get exploited by their bosses at work, and then when they get hurt in their rental house, no one takes care of them...
Compared to Shi Yan, she is really much luckier.
Not only does she have a wealthy family to support her, but she also became a small wealthy woman by being a host, and has accumulated a lot of fans and popularity online.
However, after the summer vacation is over, I will have to find a job or internship in my senior year. By then, I will be busy getting up early and going to bed late, so I probably won’t have enough time to do live broadcasts.
Su Ci was still conflicted. She wanted to interview at several large companies with good reputations, but the threshold for admission to large companies was also high. What reason did the HR have to hire her?
I still have to prepare my resume during the summer vacation...
Her thoughts jumped to a distant place, and Su Ci didn't notice the man following her down the stairs. His handsome and gentle face was hidden in the darkness, and his eyes were like a deep and quiet pool of water, brewing calculation and pleasure.
"Please sit here for a moment. I'll get the lamp and the medicine box."
Shi Yan sat awkwardly on the sofa, his hands on his thighs, wearing a white shirt on his upper body and still wrapped in a bathrobe on his lower body.
The wound on the knee was too long, and it was inconvenient to treat it while wearing pants. Moreover, he did what he said and really created a knot that could not be untied.
He suppressed his fiery gaze and followed the girl's slim back to the bedroom, then gently closed the door beside the cinnamon dog pendant.
The light coming through the crack in the door was dim, and it was almost impossible to see the layout inside. However, Shi Yan's desire to explore became stronger and stronger, and his eyes were shining.
In fact, we can get a glimpse of it when she is live streaming.
But the feeling is completely different.
He is now a morally corrupt interloper.
If he wanted to, he could even push open the half-open door, easily invade her private space, and leave his own scent in her territory.
The Adam's apple rolled silently, and the swallowing sound hit the lake of heart.
Shi Yan stopped thinking about this absurd idea.
He caught a glimpse of the flashlight beam from the corner of his eye, and he lowered his eyes, his posture polite and restrained, as if he had never looked around when his host left.
Su Ci placed the desk lamp on the coffee table, adjusted the height, sat on a lower folding stool, and took out iodine and bandages to help the man treat his wound.
"Lift your legs a little higher, you're blocking the light."
Shi Yan's voice was slightly hoarse: "Okay."
The desk lamp only had one bar of power left, and the light was dim. Su Ci was worried that she had missed some spots during the disinfection, so she could only keep adjusting the angle to check the wound.
As the man lifted his legs, a gap appeared in the tightly closed bathroom.
Su Ci held his strong and powerful calf, her eyes inadvertently swept across a certain place, her pupils suddenly shrank, her eyelashes trembled violently, and her breathing gradually became disordered.
She lowered her head, and her movements in applying medicine and tying bandages became hasty and perfunctory, as if she couldn't wait to get rid of this hot potato.
“Hiss…it hurts…”
Shi Yan tried to arouse her sympathy.
Su Ci muttered to him, "You fell down yourself, you deserve it."
Shi Yan asked knowingly, "Well, I fell down myself, I deserved it. Why are you suddenly so angry? It won't hurt you."
Su Ci: "..."
She tied the bandage tightly and slapped his calf in anger: "Go back quickly, you are running around in a bathtub, you stinky hooligan..."
The whispered words did not escape Shi Yan's ears.
Just as he was about to stand up, he paused, crossed his arms over his chest, looked at Su Ci leisurely, and his eyes narrowed to reveal a mischievous smile.
"Did you see something you shouldn't see?"
"……without."
"Don't you see why you're blushing? And you're calling me a jerk?"
Shi Yan found it amusing. Just now online, he had affectionately called him Brother Shengyan and even sang for him, but offline, he took advantage of him and called him a hooligan...
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