Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

After a while, Leng Xuanhan regained his composure, and his deep eyes fell on the woman who was still whistling on the back of his hand, and the soft light in his eyes flickered across.

"Didn't you say you don't feel heartache? Then why are you still so nervous?" Looking at the woman in front of him, his heart softened, and a gentle smile could not help but appear on his lips.

In fact, it's really nice to have a woman beside me who cares about me and is so nervous.

However, the man's words made Tian Lingxin's movements stop for an instant.

There was a flash of light in the star pupils, and a look of embarrassment quickly flashed across her eyes, she raised her head, looked at the man who was looking at her with a smile on her face, and soon understood.

This man is really pretending? ?

His eyes swept over, and he glared angrily at the man in front of him; "Uncle, can't you be more mature and stable?"

A little annoyed, but more still speechless.

Why does this man always like to do childish things?

Is it because he can't grow up, or has she left her youth and entered middle age? ?

As she said that, Tian Lingxin felt a little depressed, so she didn't pay attention to the man in front of her.

Let go of the man's paw, took the ointment, and then grabbed the man's big hand with his plain hand, without being cautious just now, directly squeezed the ointment on the back of his hand.

Picking up a cotton swab, dipped it in Nazhenguo's ointment, scribbled it on, and let go of the man's hand.

"Okay, it's done, just get a piece of gauze to bandage it yourself." After finishing speaking, he bent over and took out a ball of gauze from the cabinet under the table, and threw it on the table in front of him. As soon as he moved, he immediately moved to the side.

Is this good? ?

At this time, there was still a lump of plaster sticking unevenly on the arm, which looked a little funny on the big hand.

Leng Xuanhan looked at the scribbled ointment on the back of his hand, his eyes flickered, his eyes turned away, and he glanced at the woman sitting on the edge of the sofa.

Women are fickle, but he has fully experienced it from the woman in front of him.

Just now, he was feeling gently and carefully, how many breaths are now?It became the scene in front of me.

Moreover, since he grew up so much, there was only this woman in front of him who kept saying that he was immature.

Men really don't understand this point!Why is he immature?

However, this answer, even after many years, he still couldn't figure it out.

Leng Xuanhan looked at Tian Lingxin for a while, then turned his gaze away, and sighed helplessly secretly.

Women are really not creatures that ordinary people can understand...

Stretching out his long arm, he grabbed the gauze on the table, and wrapped it up on the hand that was covered with ointment.

It wasn't until after the bandage was finished that Leng Xuanhan stretched out his long arms, moved the bowl of ginger soup on the table, and asked in a deep voice; "Are you sure you don't want to drink it? If you don't drink it, it will be cold. If you really don't If you like to drink, then I'll go and buy you some cold medicine."

Tian Lingxin heard it, and then glanced away. When he saw the ginger soup on the table, he couldn't help frowning.

However, when he caught sight of the white gauze wrapped around that big hand out of the corner of his eyes, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out his hand.

However, as soon as the bowl of ginger soup was served, the strong smell of ginger came to my nose!

Resist the urge to sneeze.

Tian Lingxin took the bowl of ginger soup with one hand, afraid that he would not be able to drink the blackened soup, so he frowned, closed his eyes, and sent it to his mouth!

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