Mr. He, your sweet wife has signed for it

Chapter 308
Qin Shuang's back stiffened in fright.

In the next second, the door was closed again with a "bang".

After a brief moment of stiffness, Qin Shuang jumped off He Zhiyao's lap.

She quickly took two steps back, not noticing the coffee table next to the sofa behind her, her leg tripped and she almost fell to the ground.

He Zhiyao pulled her quickly with quick eyes and hands, and she stabilized her body.

Immediately felt more awkward.

"That, that, I'll help you get your clothes." Qin Shuang let go of He Zhiyao's hand, then tried to steady himself, and walked towards the door.

When she reached the door, she took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and then opened the door.

The special assistant Jin at the door had long since disappeared, only a bag containing clothes was placed by the door.

Qin Shuang breathed a sigh of relief.

She reached out to pick up the clothes bag, turned around and walked back to the sofa with lowered eyes, lowered her head, took out a new shirt from the bag, and handed it to He Zhiyao: "Clothes."

He Zhiyao grabbed her wrist, took the clothes from her hand, opened her fingers one by one, and looked at her palm.

Her white and tender palms were mottled with bright red, and on the delicate and beautiful manicure, the fingers were stained with dried blood.

Qin Shuang subconsciously retracted her hands, trying to curl her fingers again.

He Zhiyao picked up the sterile cotton ball that Xu Ji had left just now with tweezers, and stuck it on Qin Shuang's palm.

Qin Shuang's hands trembled from the irritation.

But He Zhiyao didn't say a word, held her palm, sterilized the small wound on her palm little by little, squeezed a little ointment, and rubbed it on her wound little by little with his fingertips.

Qin Shuang's palm hurt a little from being rubbed by him, but the coldness of the ointment, the warmth of his fingertips, and the slight tingling all mixed together, giving her an inexplicable feeling of warmth.

He Zhiyao sterilized both her palms and rubbed them with ointment.

After doing all this, I raised my eyes to look at her: "I don't know if it hurts?"

Qin Shuang coughed lightly, grabbed the shirt on the sofa and handed it to him: "Put on your clothes first."

It's not that she doesn't know the pain, it's that she was too nervous at the time, if she didn't hold her palm like this, she couldn't keep herself awake.

He Zhiyao let go of her wrist: "You wear it."

Qin Shuang:? ? ?
He Zhiyao raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Didn't you ask me to wear it?"

Qin Shuang: ...

"He Zhiyao, are you finished?" Qin Shuang felt that if she was a black fan, she would open a small account to expose how stupid He Zhiyao really is.

"Miss Qin, it's okay for me not to wear it. Since we established our relationship as lovers, I haven't fulfilled this obligation so far. This makes me very guilty. After all, during our marriage, I have always actively fulfilled my husband and wife obligations. "He Zhiyao said it in a serious manner. Those who didn't know it thought he was doing some financial reports.

Qin Shuang wanted to smear his shirt on his face.

But she still held back, and quickly lifted He Zhiyao's arm to help him put on the shirt.

Afraid of bumping into the injury on his back, she deliberately kept her movements light.

After putting it on, she lowered her eyes and buttoned him with a blushing face, but she was as uncoordinated as her fingers for such a simple button, and she couldn't button it properly after fastening a button for a long time.

From time to time, the fingertips touched his skin.

Qin Shuang's nervous brows were dripping with sweat.

He Zhiyao grabbed her wrist and smiled lowly: "Miss Qin, it's hard for you."

"It's my fault too. I only taught you how to unbutton it, but forgot to teach you how to fasten it."

(End of this chapter)