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Chapter 137 Want to Hold Hands

Wen Shiyu's eyes fell on her red eyes, slowly lowered, and then from her snow-white cheeks to her bright red lips, she stopped.

His eyes darkened: "Well, next time he hits me again, I will run away."

Song Yixi applied medicine to his wound, raised his head with red eye circles: "Let me be gentle, if it hurts you, just talk."

Meeting her worried eyes, he hooked his lips: "Okay."

Song Yixi tried to be as gentle as possible, but she was still afraid of his pain, so she leaned over to blow on him gently when applying the medicine.

Wen Shiyu had never been treated so preciously since he was born, and his eyes fell on this woman who carefully bruised him.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and smiled.

He really gave up.

"woman."

Hearing his deep and hoarse voice, Song Yixi raised his head.

As soon as he met his eyes, he leaned over, and at the same time, he sighed in a low voice: "Kiss me for a while."

The black car parked steadily on the road.

The moonlight is quiet.

After a while, Song Yixi changed from red eyes to red cheeks. She lowered her head to bandage his wound, and said in a low voice, "It's done."

"Huh? What did you say?" Wen Shiyu leaned over and said, "Doctor Song, I didn't hear clearly."

Song Yixi stretched out his hand to push away his deliberately approaching face.

She sat up straight and ignored him.

"Master, are we still going to the hospital?" Fu Jie asked with a light cough.

Wen Shiyu smiled at the corner of his mouth. He was about to speak when he thought of something, so he asked Song Yixi, "Where are you going?"

With the effect of adjusting the soul beads, plus the medicine, his wound will not have too many problems.

Song Yixi said, "Why don't we go around the street?"

Anyway, it was still early, and it was her first time in this country.

Wen Shiyu kicked Fu Jie's seat in front of him: "Did you hear that? She wants to date me! Go!"

Song Yixi: "..."

Fu Jie responded with a smile: "Yes."

The streets abroad are lively at this time, and the crowd is bustling. Song Yixi saw the people painting on the street ahead at a glance, and she happily dragged Wen Shiyu forward: "Let's go and have a look."

Wen Shiyu was very dissatisfied: "Why are you excited when you see a broken painting?"

"I have liked people who can paint since I was a child, and I dreamed of marrying a painter when I was a child."

"What did you say?" Wen Shiyu said with a half-smile, "Speak louder, who do you want to marry? I didn't hear clearly just now."

Song Yixi: "..."

Seeing his dangerous gaze, Song Yixi immediately leaned into his ear and whispered: "My unrivaled hero is a very good-looking dog man, and one day he will wag his big tail and marry me."

Wen Shiyu glanced at her. Under the street lamp, the woman bent her eyes at him, smiling flatteringly and cutely.

He snorted softly and said proudly: "You think I'll believe your sweet words?" This woman knows how to coax him!
Song Yixi stretched out his little hook finger to hook his hand: "I want to hold hands."

Wen Shiyu's heart was itchy as if being scratched by a cat, he glanced at the woman's fair face, reluctantly stretched out his dog's paw, and said loudly: "You want to hold me, so I will hold you! I don't think so!"

Song Yixi nodded: "Well, I think so!"

He immediately grabbed her little hand: "Humph!"

It may be that Song Yixi's eyes are too enthusiastic. After finishing a painting, the street artist said to her in English: "Miss, can I draw a painting for you?"

(End of this chapter)