I Have 108 Kinds Of Teasing Skills - Chapter 32

The curtain rattled behind them.

The old doctor came in with a tube of ointment and saw Zhao Yunsang’s face that was red like socialist reform and wondered, “Are you very hot?”

Zhao Yunsang: “…… not hot.”

She was weak-hearted and short of breath glanced across the room, but got the man’s good and neat frank stare back.

Now it’s the abstinence hanging voodoo system grass again.

As if a few minutes ago to forcefully kiss her like a person is Zhao Yunsang own too thirsty, fantasy out.

When did this dog man so shameless?

She simply unbelievable.

The old doctor handed the ointment to Zhao Yunsang: “Remember to wipe the burns, once in the morning and once at night, it will heal faster.”

Zhao Yunsang reached for it and was cut off halfway.

“I’ll do it.”

Fusheng naturally took the ointment, roughly swept the aluminum tube labeled cautions, thinking for a moment, two fingers together to Zhao Yunsang hooked.

“Come here.”

…… like calling a dog.

The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on a lot of things.

The two of them are in a delicate atmosphere, the old doctor finished delivering the ointment and left again with good sense.

The chair is as high as the bed, so it’s easy to apply the medicine, and Fu Sheng’s gaze stopped at Zhao Yunsang’s hand.

The girl’s wrist is slim and thin, and her wrist bone is moist. There is a bright red burn near the inside of the wrist, and the skin is slightly wrinkled. The skin color is almost transparent white, the contrast is shocking.

A certain suspicion in the heart with the tumbling emotions rose up again, like a raging whirlpool under the surface of the sea.

Fusheng lowered his eyelashes to hide the dangerous darkness in his eyes. He calmly unscrewed the cap of the aluminum tube and squeezed the light green ointment onto his fingertips.

“A little more forward.”

“…… Oh.”

Zhao Yunsang obediently put his hand forward.

Fusheng lowered his head, patiently smearing the ointment on her wrist, his expression focused, his fingertips cold.

The burns hurt like pins and needles.

Zhao Yunsang did not resist curling her fingers.

“……” Vosun moved a beat, checking her expression, “Does it hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt.” She quickly let go.

Knowing that this person is again trying to save face and be strong, Fu Sheng did not say anything, nodded and continued to apply the medicine.

The buzzing in her ears continued.

Zhao Yunsang slowly bit down on the soft flesh of his cheek.

The uncontrollable irritation came out again, she put the string in her brain tightly taut, so tight that her breath was fine, like a fish that will drown in the deep sea.

…… so want a lighter.

The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the marketplace for a long time, and they’ve got a lot of people who have been in the marketplace for a long time.

“Does it hurt?”

She pursed her lips: “Fine.”

“……”

There was a snap.

The aluminum tube was thrown ungently on the table.

The air moved slowly, as if to freeze.

The man took a deep breath, pushed his chair back, stood up, and looked at her with downcast eyes. The light is obscure, the white jawline is bitten tightly.

Zhao Yunsang just wanted to look up, a shadow fell in front of him, citrus and the smell of the forest after the snow.

Fusheng bent close, hands propped up on the edge of the bed, enclosing the person inside, circling the inescapable distance.

“Zhao Yunsang.”

He grimaced, word for word, “I especially mind if you lie in front of me, you know?”

The small room was quiet.

The ticking crunch of the rain hitting the glass was connected, playing a Schubert serenade through the thin curtains.

Drowned out again by the heartbeat of whoever it was.

Body stiffly leaned back, Zhao Yunsang slightly raised his head to look at him, breathing released slow and light, did not answer.

“I’ll ask you one last time.”

He raised his hand to the side of her face, his knuckles flexed and rubbed against her blood-crusted ear bone. The action was loving, like an intimate lover, “Does it hurt?”

“……”

Zhao Yunsang opened her mouth.

She actually wanted to say, “By what right.

Why can’t I lie to you?

Who are you ah you?

Didn’t you say you didn’t like me before?

Zhao Yunsang knew from a very young age that when no one cared, one had to learn not to think about it.

But what if someone said that he particularly minded?

The high wall in his heart was torn open, warm water came in, hostility and sadness were washed away.

The drowning fish gets oxygen again.

–If you mind, if you mind.

Then can I be allowed, small, real, not so happy for a moment.

“…… hurts like hell.”

Fusheng saw the girl tugging at the hem of his jacket with her hand, the side of her face rubbed softly against his palm, a careful pampering pose.

Her eyes reddened, with a nasal voice, and good and aggrieved whispered.

“Fusheng, I’m dying of pain.”

—— off-topic — —

Volt blackened 80% ~

Yes, Xiao Fu high school unknowingly rejected Sang Sang once, but not in person.