Chapter 240: interlocking fingers

Zhao Donghan scratched his head, somewhat helpless.
It seemed that Steward Zhou had to be called.
There should be some good medicines for trauma.
Just about to stand up, I suddenly saw a large roll of gauze and two small glass bottles on the bottom of the coffee table.
Her eyes lit up and she bent down quickly. Take it out the same way, these are exactly the same as the things she used when she bandaged him at night.
Presumably, it was the little assistant who left and used it when changing his dressing, right?
Fortunately, these things are placed here, which saves much trouble.
He put his injured hand on his leg gently, and started to treat the two wounds for him.
Because of her previous experience, she is more familiar with the operation process, so this time she moves clearly and calmly.
While cleaning the wound, Mu Yichen squeezed his fist tightly.
The movement on her hand paused, knowing he was in pain, but the wound would not work unless it was cleaned.
Nodding slightly, carefully avoiding his injury, put his white hand on the back of his hand.
Obviously, her move comforted him, and his fist gradually loosened.
He was given medicine, bandaged, and considering that he would have to change the dressing later, he seriously tied two live buttons.
Looking down and observing his face, it seemed to be better than before, and then he let out a sigh of relief.
Five minutes later, Zhao Donghan took his temperature again.
It was probably the anti-fever medicine that worked, and his body temperature dropped to 37 degrees 9 degrees.
Although the heat has subsided a bit, it is not completely better yet.
Holding her small chin, she thought for a while, found a bottle of white wine from the wine cabinet, and poured half a glass from it.
Zhao Donghan remembers that she occasionally caught cold and fever when she was a child, and her sister would rub her palms and soles of feet with white wine every time.
Using this physical method of cooling, coupled with anti-fever medicine, the effect is particularly good.
In her experience, the body temperature will soon drop.
Turning his big hand over, let his palm face up, and then dipped his handkerchief with white wine, rubbing his palms one by one.
His hands are beautiful, his fingers are clean and slender, and his nails are neatly trimmed.
The lines on the palm are very clear and the lines of emotion are very long.
She heard that a man with this palmistry has the longest love.
Do not know is not true.
It may be because of long-term exercise in the gym. There is a thin calluse on his fingertips, and it feels hard.
After rubbing for a long time, she gently touched the palm of his hand with her fingertips, and it seemed that the temperature had dropped a lot.
Next, switch to the other hand.
After she rubbed both the palms of his hands, fine sweat was oozing out of his white forehead.
She wiped the sweat from her head and couldn't help but stretch out her soft and white hand, lightly put it on his broad and rough palm for comparison.
His hands are really big, much bigger than hers.
Her heart floated slightly, and she glanced at his expression.
Bend up his five fingers like a thief, crossed his hands, and slowly tightened.
Until, the fingers clasped tightly.
Since she had just wiped it with white wine, his palm was not warm, but it was very generous.
It made her feel very at ease and satisfied, and it melted her heart that was always calm.
A heavy sense of security spread throughout her body.
It turns out that there is a hand that can be held like this, and it feels so good.
She was greedy, this kind of solid and comfortable feeling, could not bear to let him go for a long time, could not help but quietly produce a luxury.
After my sister and Wu Yan left, after a while, everyone would forget the storm.
At that time, if she is willing to try to let go of the past, can she hold this man's hand for a longer time?
Currently, the biggest problem between them is that he doesn't love her.
However, it is man-made.
She has never been a counselor. Although she can't take the initiative to chase her back, she can still use some means to change his attitude towards her.
Perhaps this process is very difficult.
After all, there is still a long way to go from being a mistress to a wife.
Mu Yichen said that he was very satisfied with her body.
Judging from his demanding performance, it seems that he is not lying.
At least, he is greedy for her body.
Zhao Donghan pulled his lips mockingly, feeling very ironic.
The man he likes is willing to keep her by her side, it is mainly because of her body.
In this regard, she was helpless, but unable to change.
However, he is willing to play the game of acting as a husband and wife with her, does it mean that he does not have only hatred for her?
At present, she is the only woman living in his villa.
In the days after she came, I haven't seen him bring other women back.
The fixed female partner, she should be the only one for the time being.
After these days of getting along, his attitude towards her seems to have softened a bit.
Zhao Donghan discovered that he was not always so venomous.
As long as she followed him, he would not be angry, and occasionally showed a gentle expression.
Moreover, even when he was angry, he didn't hit her.
Like just now, he masturbated and broke the mirror, but she was unscathed.
She was not feeling well today, and he did not force her.
Can she think that these changes are a kind of pity?
Before, she appraised that these were his means of revenge.
However, at this moment, she was a little faintly expecting that her original judgment was wrong.
What if, those are not out of revenge, but he really changed his attitude towards her?
If, before his interest in her disappeared, before he replaced a mistress, she tried to show sincerity and get along well with him, would he consider, try to let go of her hatred, and treat her well?
People are all about feelings. One person is good to another, even if the other person may not give the same return, how much will he be moved?
Jai Xuan will repay her without being afraid, as long as Mu Yichen is not a person who repays virtue with grievances, she still has a chance.
She will try to forget all the unhappy memories of the past between him and her.
As long as the future, two people can be together happily. From today, she can rewrite their relationship.
This extravagant hope took root in Zhao Donghan's heart and gradually sprouted.
Perhaps this idea is a little overwhelming. But she rarely feels enamored with a man, so she cherishes it, not willing to admit her fate.
If there is hope for happiness, who doesn't want to fight for it?
She curled her lips and looked out the window.
In the vast night sky, a white first quarter moon hung, casting a faint moonlight.
Looking at the distant moon, she tightened her lips and made up her mind.
She was willing to gamble once just because of his occasional gentleness to her.
Looking at his sleeping face, she whispered:
"Mu Yichen, you won't let me lose this bet, will you?"
Zhao Donghan took off his shoes and socks and wiped the soles of his feet with white wine.
Finally, I found a thin silk quilt to cover him.