After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 256 Cover Up
"You—" Ye Wanwan stared blankly at the person in front of her.

How could it appear in my house?
Lu Qingjue didn't speak, he frowned and looked at the wound on the girl's arm.

"Wait for me every night, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, he disappeared into the room out of thin air.

Ye Wanwan's eyes widened.

Is it hallucination?This man really disappeared!

Unbelievable in his heart, Lu Qingjue reappeared in the same position as before, only this time with a medicine box in his hand.

Wucao, is this meeting a fairy?Ye Wanwan was dumbfounded.

Lu Qingjue bent down and gently lifted Ye Wanwan's wrist.

"It may hurt a little, I'll try to be gentle." His voice was cold, but it sounded a little gentle at the moment.

Ye Wanwan blinked her eyes, her senses were all on the touched arm, and his slightly rough palm movements gently held her.

There was silence for a while.

Lu Qingjue took tweezers to pinch out the broken glass embedded in the flesh, then held a cotton ball, dipped it in alcohol, and disinfected it along the periphery of the wound to the center in a layered manner.

When the alcohol infiltrated a certain part of the wound, the sudden sharp sting came when Ye Wanwan was not ready.

She couldn't hold back any of them, she shrank her arms reflexively, let out a "hiss", and took a deep breath.

Lu Qingjue raised his eyes and glanced at her, his tone softened: "My fault."

Then he quickly returned his gaze to the wound.

At this moment, a cool wind blew over the wound.

Ye Wanwan's pain instantly eased a lot.

She looked down at the man in front of her and made such a gentle movement of breathing into her wound, she was in a trance for a moment.

"Are... are you him?" Ye Wanwan couldn't help asking softly.

Although no name was named, there was no doubt that it was him.

The movements in Lu Qingjue's hands paused, and then he hummed lightly.

Ye Wanwan pursed her lips and calmed down.

Neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Lu Qingjue treated the wound, then took out a bandage and tied a knot on Ye Wanwan's arm.

After doing all this, he raised his eyes and continued to look at Ye Wanwan.

The girl bit her lip and stared at him with a complicated expression.

The corner of Lu Qingjue's mouth curled up, and he raised his hand to gently stroke Ye Wanwan's hair: "Don't think so much, I won't bother you."

Ye Wanwan's nose soured, and she turned her eyes away from him: "Of course you won't bother me, you're nothing like me."

Lu Qingjue froze, and the smile on his face faded.

He whispered softly, like a breeze blowing into his ears.

"Wanwan, I'm sorry."

Ye Wanwan thought about all these years of waiting, the more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt, her eyes were red with tears glistening in them.

"What's the use of being sorry?" She pretended not to care, and snorted coldly.

Lu Qingjue lowered his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly. No matter how you looked at it, it made people feel distressed.

The air was quiet again.

Ye Wanwan felt bored for a while.

She puffed up her face and turned to look at him: "Lu Qingjue, you bastard, don't pretend to be pitiful for me here, I will never forgive you."

"I tell you, I have forgotten you, and now I don't like you!"

When the girl said these words with confidence, it sounded like she was hiding her heart.

The corner of Lu Qingjue's mouth twitched silently, but when he raised his head, he looked sad.

"Did you really forget me?"

Ye Wanwan's heart was pricked by his fragile expression.

She wondered if she was too fierce just now, but she heard someone chuckle.

"How do you remember my name that night?"

(End of this chapter)