Chapter 269 The God of War thinks it’s dirty?
Jiang Yao applied medicine to the man again, then tore off his coat and put it on the man's back to keep the wound dry, and then helped him put on his coat.
Jiang Yao did all this without realizing anything was wrong. After putting on his clothes, he walked around to the man, grabbed his belt and prepared to tie it on him.
The man snorted dully.
Jiang Yao's hands trembled: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, was I too heavy-handed again?"
After apologizing, she realized that the man only injured his back and his waist was fine, so it wouldn't hurt, and she didn't use much force.
When she looked up and met the man's gaze, she saw the heat in his eyes.
Jiang Yao had experienced that incident before, and although he was a little confused, he was not completely unaware of it.
The man's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Jiang Yao, the belt is too low."
Jiang Yao widened his eyes, not knowing how to answer him for a moment.
Su Qianji bit his back teeth, knowing that if he continued like this, he would be the one who would suffer.
He reached out and grabbed the belt from Jiang Yao's hand and tied it himself.
Jiang Yao's eyes couldn't help but look down. The man had pulled the belt up a long way, so the place where she had just tied it was...
boom!
Jiang Yao's world collapsed, his blood rushed up instantly, his ears and face turned red, and even his fingertips were stained with pink.
The man fastened his belt with his slender fingers and then slowly lowered it.
At this time, Jiang Yao forgot to care about why Su Qianji couldn't untie his belt just now since he could tie it.
She wished she could live in another world.
Su Qianji tied his belt, suppressed the heat in his heart, and his voice became clear again.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yao didn't dare to look at him. He went to pick up the unused herbs on the ground, acting like an ostrich, as if this incident had never happened.
But she still felt embarrassed. This was the second time she met this man. How could she encounter such a bizarre world?
"By the way, God of War, where is this place?"
Su Qianji smiled at this abrupt change of subject, then glanced around solemnly for a moment before saying blankly, "I don't know either."
"No matter where, we have to get out of here quickly."
Jiang Yao took two steps and looked back. The man was still standing there.
"Why doesn't the God of War leave?"
Su Qianji frowned and said in a voice that sounded a bit uncomfortable: "My back hurts."
Jiang Yao then realized that he was a wounded soldier.
She went back, took the man's hand and placed it on her shoulder.
"God of War, use me as a pestle."
Suqianji: "."
As a pestle? With this guy's body shape, he was afraid that if he pressed him down, he would die.
But since he had already said that his back hurt, he had to pretend to be more convincing.
Su Chiji put all the strength of his upper body on the girl's shoulders, and his head rested on top of hers just right.
Jiang Yao was extremely surprised. The man looked thin, but he was unexpectedly so heavy.
She dragged the man into the woods, step by step.
"Jiang Yao."
"ah?"
"Am I heavy?"
"It would be a disaster if you, a grown man, didn't feel heavy."
"Shall we take a break then?"
The man's suggestion made Jiang Yao pause.
She glanced around. She hadn't walked far, but she was already in the forest. The path in the forest was uneven, so it seemed that few people came here.
A forest where few people come must be dangerous.
Jiang Yao shook his head: "No, we have to keep going, otherwise it will be dangerous in the forest at night."
Su Qianji lowered his eyes and hissed after a while.
Jiang Yao quickly stopped and asked, "What happened to the God of War?"
"The wound on my back might have opened up."
Now we have no choice but to stop.
Jiang Yao found a flat place and was about to pull the man to sit down, but unexpectedly he couldn't move him.
"God of War, sit down and let me check your back."
Su Qianji looked at the ground covered with leaves, and a look of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Yao understood the meaning of this look too well. That look of disgust was exactly the same as Shang Lu's when he saw something dirty.
She felt a little helpless. Is it so difficult to be a god these days?
"The God of War thinks it's dirty?"
“Isn’t it dirty?”
Jiang Yao sat down straight, then looked up at him: "I'm sitting here, it's very clean, Are you sure you don't want to sit down, God of War?"
Su Qianji's brows furrowed even tighter, and he reached out to pull her.
Jiang Yao subconsciously dodged, but thinking of the injuries on the man's body, she had to obey his wishes and stood up.
"The War God's wound has split open. I can't check it unless you sit down."
Su Qianji bit his back teeth, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly took off his coat.
After squatting down, he slowly spread out his coat and meticulously arranged it neatly.
"Sit down."
Jiang Yao looked at the clothes and his mouth twitched.
She has a really bad life. She encounters obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia wherever she goes. She didn't realize before that this man is actually the same as Shanglu.
But what she dislikes most is obsessive-compulsive disorder.
When she sat down, she messed up the clothes he had arranged.
"God of War, sit down."
Yes, she did it on purpose. Looking up at the forbearance in the man's eyes, she felt a little proud.
Her greatest skill is to make people with obsessive-compulsive disorder mad, from Su Qianji to Shang Lu, and then to the man in front of her.
Su Qianji clenched his fists, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but still couldn't help but tidy up his messy clothes before sitting down.
Seeing his action, Jiang Yao deliberately made things more messy on his side.
Su Qianji simply stopped looking at her, sat cross-legged on her clothes, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Jiang Yao felt bored and turned around and said, "Let me take a look at your wound."
Su Qianji nodded without moving.
"Mars?"
"Um?"
"I said I'd like to take a look at your wound."
"Look."
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, then said, "Untie your belt."
Su Qianji opened his mouth and was about to say that he couldn't lift his hands, but suddenly remembered that he had tied the belt himself, so this excuse could no longer be used.
But fearing that Jiang Yao would become suspicious, he moved slowly, gasping for breath from time to time during the process.
Jiang Yao wanted to help several times, but was afraid that something embarrassing would happen again. After all, they were a man and a woman with no relationship, and it would be bad to be too close.
She waited until the man unbuckled his belt before raising her hand to help him take off his coat.
The bleeding on the man's back has stopped. Although the green herbs cannot remove the black air, they are still good for the wound.
However, Jiang Yao checked for a long time and did not see any sign of the wound splitting. He could not help but feel suspicious: "The God of War just said that the wound split, why didn't I see it?"
Su Qianji moved his fingers and then said, "Look carefully again, I just felt pain."
Jiang Yao looked again, and this time saw a gaping wound under his right shoulder.
It's strange. It seemed that it was intact just now, but it suddenly cracked and the blood seemed to have just flowed out.
"It's really cracked. I'll apply some medicine on you. God of War, just bear with the pain."
"good."
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