Little sweetheart is super pet

Chapter 267 Routines

Qi Yuwan stared blankly at his outstretched hand, saw the scar on his hand again, and took the medicine bottle in silence.

She pursed her lips and held her uncle's fingertips with one hand.

The uncle's hand was well-knit and slender, but it was much bigger than hers, and there was a blood-red gash on the back of the hand, which was not deep but looked very painful.

Luo Zicheng's eyes fell on the back of his hand, she was meticulously disinfecting him with iodophor, as gently as if scratching an itch.

In fact, on weekdays, he would basically not be able to deal with such a small wound, but today the person in front of him is unhappy, so he has to find a chance to talk to her.

Qi Yuwan leaned very close, there was almost no distance between the two of them.

Luo Zicheng's eyes turned to her clear and lovely face, her delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, trembling like flying, against the pair of eyes that were lively and lurking with worry, she looked like a girl in a painting falling into the mundane world, Stained with a few traces of turmoil, Yingying's lips are like flowers and jade, and they are slightly pursing.Her long hair fluttered over her shoulders, so thin and soft that it couldn't be clearly tangled.

Now she is gradually fading childish, more and more beautiful.

Luo Zicheng's eyes moved down to the place where the medicine was applied, and his hand moved almost invisible, but he didn't notice it, and the cotton swab soaked in the medicine unexpectedly touched the wound with some force.

Luo Zicheng frowned: "Well—"

Qi Yuwan's hands froze suddenly, and he looked up at his frowning, full of panic.

"Am I... in pain?" She stopped rubbing the medicine.

Luo Zicheng looked at her self-blame, his heart softened, and he still did not show his eyebrows: "Fortunately——"

Fortunately, it's a little bad, isn't it?

She looked at him, lowered her head and applied the medicine more carefully, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Luo Zicheng frowned: "A little bit."

Qi Yuwan's well-behaved face was tangled up, as if coaxing a child: "It won't hurt if you blow it?"

As he spoke, he exhaled into the wound.

That look was as cute as it could be.

Luo Zicheng's expression flickered: "It's still a little bit, it shouldn't hurt if I kiss you."

Qi Yuwan looked up suspiciously, looked at him and pointed to his face with a serious look.

Qi Yuwan was stunned for a moment, thinking about being sick and being kissed in the past, she really didn't feel so uncomfortable in her heart, did uncle think of something today, he was in a bad mood, and was hurt by his own clumsiness?

Without doubting him, Qi Yuwan could meet his cheek just by raising his head, but Luo Zicheng tilted his head slightly, and that soft kiss landed on the corner of his mouth, although it was a little short, but...

Qi Yuwan still knew that this was wrong, and hurriedly backed away.

However, Luo Zicheng caught a glimpse of her reddish ears, a smile flashed in her eyes, and stretched out her long arms to hold her in his arms.

Qi Yuwan didn't come back to her senses, her whole body was in her uncle's arms, surrounded by his powerful aura.Soon he felt his body trembling slightly.

Qi Yuwan finally knew that her uncle was playing tricks on her!

She wanted to push away a little annoyed.

Uncle has always been serious and never joked, so she believed it, and today he still wants to play with her!

Uncle is so hateful!

The more Qi Yuwan thought about it, the more wronged she became, but she refused to let him hug her.However, with this little strength, she was like a kitten in front of him, unable to break free from Luo Zicheng's bondage.

"Wan'er, be good, uncle didn't do it on purpose." Luo Zicheng's deep voice rang in her ears, and his generous palms comforted the person who exploded.

Then gently let her go, watching the girl who bowed her head and curled up in his arms blushed slightly, staring at him half angry and half angry, so cute!

How could such a person not belong to him?

(End of this chapter)