The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 886 Bo Yanqing, Did You Hurt Back then?

"You lied to me?"

Bo Yanqing glanced down and motioned her to look to the right.

Nan Jiaojiao touched the place where she had been stabbed, and there was already a calloused scar.

After she lost her temper, she felt a deep sense of guilt.

"I'm sorry, but the situation forced me to stab you at that time."

Bo Yanqing looked at her, "What kind of situation compels you?"

Nan Jiaojiao looked calm, "At that time there was a bullet coming, it was too late, I intended to pull you to avoid it, it was too fast, so I had to change direction with you."

Even though she spoke calmly, Bo Yanqing was terrified. He suddenly reacted, pulled her into his arms, asked her "where" while groping, and soon felt a lump in her lower back that had been shot by a bullet. Wound.

His fingers trembled suddenly, and he breathed and pressed down, forcing himself to press against the wound calmly.

The voice trembled subconsciously: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Nan Jiaojiao said: "I'm running for my life, I don't have the time to explain it to you."

Bo Yanqing curled up in pain. When she came back these days, she was still the same as before, lazy, doing whatever she wanted, and didn't see anything wrong. He didn't know what happened to her after she left, and he asked Chu Yao side by side. Asking what came out, he thought that Ye Hannian would take good care of her, but he didn't expect that she walked away with a bullet buried in her waist.

How painful!
"let me see."

Nan Jiaojiao didn't hide it, he just looked at it whenever he wanted, after using lotus ointment for a while, the scar had actually faded a lot, but she was wearing a jumpsuit, and Bo Yanqing searched for a long time, but couldn't find it. Where to untie.

He held his breath and asked, "How do you take it off?"

Nan Jiaojiao gestured, "On top, keep taking it off."

When she said this, her eyes were very innocent, and she was very enthusiastic to give him science information, including where to take it off, and also showed him with gestures, lest he would not understand, she wisely added: "When I want to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I just That's what it did."

Bo Yanqing was silent for at least three seconds.

"not cold?"

"It's cold. It's so cold that my upper body is shaking. I can pass it after a while. This dress is very convenient. No matter how I turn over at night, it won't wrinkle."

Bo Yanqing's expression was indescribable.

He really just wanted to see the injury, not her body.

What's worse is that Nan Jiaojiao is not defensive towards him, which makes him feel that if he thinks too much about it, he is playing hooligans.

"Go change one, where are your two-piece suits?"

"I don't, I change it when I put it on, and I don't go on show at night."

Asking a lazy cancer patient to move more is a desecration of life.

Bo Yanqing had no choice but to touch the gunshot wound on the back of her waist through her clothes.

In the beginning, the two of them sat separately, and something went wrong, Nan Jiaojiao sat on his lap, her head was in his arms.

She was also touching his wounds, scratching her fingers in a circle, not too hard, and not careful when touching lightly, she never lifted his clothes to look, but she was too familiar with all kinds of injuries, just The appearance of the wound can be traced by hand.

"Bo Yanqing," Nan Jiaojiao quietly grabbed the hem of his clothes, "Did it hurt you then?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Liar."

Nan Jiaojiao pressed her face into his arms, pressed the tip of her nose against the third button of his shirt, and said in a muffled voice, "It must be very painful. I didn't hit it hard. I left afterward. I kept thinking about it." , should I stab you to death, in that case, I will..."

(End of this chapter)