His own little sweetheart

Chapter 1232, get it back from her 3
"What are you doing standing here?" Jin Shengye frowned slightly, took Luo Linlin's hand and returned to the sofa.

"Waiting for you to come back, are you too fast? It's only a few minutes."

Jin Shengye opened the medicine, and the cotton swab was stained with iodophor, "Give it to me."

Obediently stretched out her hand, Luo Linlin looked down at Jin Shengye, only to realize that the sweetheart who was already in late autumn, Jin Shengye walked out the door wearing only a white shirt, but her forehead was still hot. There was a fine sweat.

Afraid of hurting Luo Linlin, Jin Shengye pursed his lips slightly, his lowered eyes were full of tenderness, and tried to apply medicine to Luo Linlin.

The wound was stained with Baiyao, which was a little irritating. Luo Linlin twitched her fingers slightly, frowning slightly.

"Does it hurt?" he asked looking up.

Lorraine shook her head.

"Honestly, don't pretend to be in front of me, eh?"

Lorraine licked her lower lip, "Well, it hurts a bit..."

Jin Shengye lowered his head and gently blew on Luo Linlin's wound.

This movement was very casual and natural, but it made Luo Linlin a little stunned.

Although my family background was not bad since I was a child, my father and mother are usually too busy with work and often fly around the world.

She was pretty much brought up by servant housekeepers.

Few...no...almost no one has blown their wounds in such a way for themselves.

Luo Linlin suddenly felt that her nose was a little sore and her eyes were a little bit astringent.

"Does it still hurt?" Jin Shengye raised his eyes to look at her again, but found that Luo Linlin's eye sockets were a little wet.

Nervously hugging her halfway into his arms, Jin Shengye's tone softened completely, as gentle as the breeze in spring, "Does it hurt? Be good, bear with it, after taking the medicine, it will soon be gone." alright."

"It doesn't hurt..." Luo Linlin shook her head and looked away, "It's me who can make you treat me so well."

Jin Shengye looked down at the little woman in his arms, "That's all right? You're too easily satisfied."

"No..." Luo Linlin shook her head, stretched out her arms and hugged Jin Shengye's neck, "I have long passed the age of listening to love, I think that one person is good to another person, not just saying some vows, Or some ethereal promises, but just like now, when I was hurt, he hugged me nervously, blew the wound for me, and asked me softly if it hurts."

As she said that, she raised her eyes to look at Jin Shengye, and said seriously, "You are the one who blew my wounds when I grew up."

Jin Shengye was a little taken aback.

This girl looks very strong and mature on the surface, but in fact... she is just as old as Sweetheart and Qixi.

What do you say that you have passed the age of listening to love, and you say that you are so mature, but in fact you are still a little girl.

When she said that he was the first person to blow her wound, Jin Shengye's heart ached.

After saying those words just now, Luo Linlin let out a breath, and pretended to be calm and broke away from Jin Shengye's arms, "Okay, I haven't finished cutting the dishes yet, I will continue..."

As soon as he stood up, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled it hard.

Luo Linlin let out a low cry, and she fell into Jin Shengye's arms. Just as she raised her head, her lips were kissed by a warm one the next second...

Jin Shengye's kiss is very soft and delicate, like holding a feather and gently stroking the softest place in your heart.

(End of this chapter)