Chapter 1092: I really want to do it, don't pretend

There was a scorching pain in the back from rubbing against the ground.
She could only apply some medicated wine on her hands first, and rubbed it on her bruised chest. Every stroke was painful, making her biting her lip and frowning tightly.
When she was smearing, she suddenly raised her head and saw Rong Bei standing at the door, looking in her direction.
Qin Shuangshuang exclaimed, and quickly grabbed his clothes and put them in front of him, his cheeks burned instantly, open, what a joke!
Why did Rong Bei come here suddenly! ?
She thought so and immediately asked.
Even if she knew that he couldn't see it, but when he watched her put on the medicine naked like this, she still couldn't help but feel an unnatural red, embarrassed and embarrassed.
"Are you injured? Are you serious?"
Rong Bei answered the wrong question.
On his delicate and enchanting face, his expression was faint, and he couldn't see any emotions at the moment.
Qin Shuangshuang looked at his appearance and let out a sigh of relief.
"No, nothing big, I can handle it myself."
Qin Shuangshuang quickly said.
Even if not, his eyes are inconvenient, so he won't bother him.
Unexpectedly, he listened to Rong Beidao, "Can I deal with it later? Come over with something and I will help you get it."
Qin Shuangshuang was surprised, "Rong, Rong..."
"Do you think I can't?"
"Ah, no, I just think..." Qin Shuangshuang was a little tangled. Finally, she looked at the large red bruises on the back shoulder blade from the mirror. She bit her lip and responded, "Well, you wait for me... "
She was still very afraid of pain, afraid that Rong Bei didn't know the severity, and the marks of her shoulder injury hadn't completely disappeared, but facing Rong Bei's request, she couldn't refuse.
One is that I don't want to miss the opportunity to contact him, and the other is that he, who is sensitive at this time, will think too much.
Rong Bei didn't stay too much, turned around and went back.
Qin Shuangshuang couldn't care about his chest anymore, so he wiped it twice, put on his underwear, after thinking about it, he put on another white fleece sweater outside, and finally dragged it past with the medicine.
"Why so slow, do you think I can't do it now?"
Rong Bei frowned, and said nothing angry.
Qin Shuangshuang heard it and said helplessly, "Your hand strength is too heavy, I am afraid of pain."
Rong Bei narrowed his eyes slightly. This was his habitual movement when he was suspicious and vigilant. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he snorted, "How do you know? Have you tried it?"
Qin Shuang was embarrassed again, bit his tongue secretly, why did his mouth always say the wrong thing?
She sat in front of him with her back turned, and Rong Bei asked, "Where did you hurt?"
Qin Shuangshuang lowered her head and glanced at her chest, her face was reddish, and she whispered in a low voice, "It's scratched on the back and shoulder blades. It doesn't matter."
Rong Bei opened the medicine box and found the medicine to use according to Qin Shuangshuang's reminder. While looking for the medicine, Rong Bei asked in a low voice, "Huh? Just back?"
"……Ok."
"Then how did I feel that the place I met before was a little...soft?"
When Rong Bei said the last word, he suddenly paused.
Qin Shuangshuang turned red, and said quickly, "Why, what do you want, just punch it, don't you want to touch it now!"
As soon as these words fell, Rong Bei snorted softly, his voice as if he had been poisoned, bewildered, "Smelly girl, don't say it, you don't seem to want it."