Fall in love, Mr. Xi!

Chapter 617 So, are you expecting me to do something to you?
But He Lianxiao didn't seem to be joking, and there was no need to joke about such things.

What's more, He Lianxiao's status is noble, if it's not true, he has no reason to donate blood to the young master.

All of this is really... fantastic, too... bloody.

Qin Yu checked Xi Jingshen's body again before putting away the medical equipment.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the man in front of him staring at Xi Jingshen stupidly, the expression on his face was even more exciting than the wound on his face.

He walked past Cheng Han with a frown, his indifferent tone concealed imperceptible concerns: "Rather than caring about other people's family affairs, it's better to care more about your own injuries."

"..." Cheng Han came back to his senses and was speechless. His body hurt so badly that he didn't speak at all.

Follow behind him and go back to the room.

Qin Yu turned around to change clothes, and he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After a few minutes.

Qin Yu sat on the sofa, opened the medical box, rummaged through it to find the ointment, and squeezed out a little on his fingertips.

Hearing the bathroom door being opened, he raised his eyes and glanced at Cheng Han who was wearing a bathrobe, and said in a deep voice, "Come here."

"What's the matter?" Cheng Han wiped his hair and sat down beside him.

Qin Yu turned his head and looked directly at him, "Take off your clothes."

"Fuck, you pervert. What do you want to do to me?" Cheng Han frowned when he heard the sound.

Immediately bounced a safe distance away from him, pulled his bathrobe tightly with both hands, and stared at him in a state of alert.

Qin Yu looked at the wound on the corner of his mouth and was a little distracted. In the next moment, he leaned on the sofa with one hand, leaned close to Cheng Han, and his eyes flashed playfully: "So, are you expecting me to do something to you?"

"You think too much." Cheng Han leaned back again, his ears turned red, and he glared at him.

Qin Yu laughed lowly, looked at Cheng Han with burning eyes, and raised his hand to caress his cheek.

There was a burst of wetness from the corner of the injured mouth, and the smell of ointment entered his nose, causing Cheng Han's body to tremble slightly, and he froze for a while.

After a while, he came back to his senses, raised his hand to grab Qin Yu's wrist, and looked at him indifferently: "I will do it myself."

Qin Yu straightened up slightly, handed the ointment to him, and looked at him with some amusement: "I can't beat you, so what should I do?"

Pulling away from him, Cheng Han exhaled lightly and took the ointment without making a sound.

In fact, he is also a little confused now, what is going on with him.

He doesn't dislike Qin Yu's approaching, even...sometimes he quite enjoys the feeling of being cared for.

But another voice in his heart warned him not to get too close to Qin Yu.

Cheng Han treated the wounds on his face, waist and abdomen, but the wound on his back was inconvenient and out of reach.

"Turn around, I'll help you." Qin Yu took the ointment from his hand naturally, with an unquestionable tone.

Cheng Han was silent for a few seconds, and finally turned his back to him.

Qin Yu's eyes fell on his devastated back, a little dazed.

The man's back was straight, not broad but covered with scars, including knife wounds and gunshot wounds.

At this moment, a few more bruises were added, which looked a little scary.

Qin Yu stretched out his hand lightly, his fingertips landed on a fist-sized bruise, and stroked it little by little.

The man who had always turned his back was slightly stunned, feeling the temperature of his fingertips, but did not make a sound.

His fingertips were slightly cool, and they fell lightly on his back, a little itchy, but throbbing inexplicably.

Qin Yu's fingers gently stroked along several shocking scars, falling from one place to another. The marks of the scars were deep and slightly raised, like willow buds that had been pulled out, mixed together with those marks, It made him feel distressed inexplicably.

Finally, it stayed on the new wound and rubbed it with ointment.

(End of this chapter)