Chapter 127: Distressed, you are hurt

She frowned, her eyes fell on his hand holding the steering wheel, seeing the blood stains on the back of his right hand, the bright red blood had dried up, she was startled, and subconsciously took his right hand and raised her eyes Lock his handsome face, "You are hurt."
Long Sihao saw her holding his hand. His eyes were dull, and the deep, dark eyes glanced at her. The tone was bland as water, and the thin lips spit out the words, "Where?"
Li Xiaoman saw that his tone was flat and her expression was indifferent. She retracted the hand holding him and frowned, "Go to the pharmacy."
Hearing the words, Long Sihao was stunned, and his ink eyes tightened a little bit, and he still drove the car to a pharmacy without expression.
As soon as Long Sihao stopped, she pushed the door to get off.
Upon seeing this, Long Sihao also got out of the car and pulled her forward to hold her. The dark dark eyes locked her, "Go to the car and wait, what medicine to buy, I'll go, you don't fit like this."
Li Xiaoman glanced down at the dress she was torn by Huo Yunene, her eyebrows flicked and looked at Long Sihao, said: "Cotton swab, iodine, Bondi stickers."
Long Sihao was stunned again, glancing at her deeply, her thin lips squeezed, "Go to the car and wait."
"Huh!" Li Xiaoman looked at Long Sihao and nodded, then sat in the car and waited for him.
In just a few minutes, Long Sihao returned with three things Li Xiaoman said.
Long Sihao handed cotton swabs, iodine, and Bondi stickers to Li Xiaoman, ready to start the car, but was stopped by Li Xiaoman.
"Wait a minute."
Li Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and finished his speech, reached over his right hand, and looked at the blood stains staggered on the back of his white hands.
She first used a cotton swab and iodine to help him clean up the blood on the back of her hand, and then used several Bondi stickers to help him stick the wound.
Because Long Sihao's entire back of her hand was affixed to her by Bondi stickers, it was very ugly. Li Xiaoman looked at the back of his hand and twitched the corner of his lips, raising his eyes embarrassedly at Long Si, who had not spoken Hao, apologetically said: "Sorry, I didn't expect it to be so ugly, I was too stupid and posted too ugly."
Long Sihao glanced at the back of his hand lightly, and raised her eyes to her small, red face that was red because of embarrassment, and her eyes were deep and dull, unbelievable.
Li Xiaoman was watching him all the time, a little uncomfortable, she blinked slightly in a panic, and her long eyelashes twitched slightly. She asked in a low voice, "Did you go in the woods? Why is it on the roadside?"
"Do you want me to go?"
Long Sihao's deep and mellow voice rang in his ears, Li Xiaoman raised his head, but he saw him leaning over when he didn't know when, and his handsome face was close at hand, causing her mind to sway.
His face is so charming, one will be confused if he is not careful.
Too close to each other, the atmosphere of each other is ambiguously entangled, every time Li Xiaoman breathes, it is the clear breath belonging to Long Sihao.
He is different from other men. He doesn't seem to smoke. He doesn't have the bad smell of smoke on his body. His breath is pure and pure, which makes people unable to indulge.
Li Xiaoman's heart was trembling, fearing that she would indulge in it. She was about to lean back. Long Sihao's big white hand touched her face, and her slender five-finger movement gently fell into her long hair. .
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