Chapter 128 Genius Autism x Fairy School Beauty 18

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There was a stinging pain, and Wen Zhiyi couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Qin Zhou's face turned pale and he moved more carefully.

Fortunately, there were not many bruises, and Qin Zhou quickly disinfected the wound. Seeing that Wen Zhiyi was in severe pain, he moved forward and blew on it with distress.

The wind carrying slightly hot steam blew by, making the wound numb and itchy.

Wen Zhiyi's pupils shrank, and the tips of his ears turned red: "What are you doing?"

Qin Zhou raised his head in confusion and said matter-of-factly: "I'll blow it on for you and it won't hurt anymore."

Wen Zhiyi quickly retracted his leg: "Don't blow, I don't feel any pain."

Qin Zhou made a small exclamation without saying anything. He put the iodophor and cotton swab away, then took out the anti-inflammatory medicine from the plastic bag, opened it and read the instructions.

"Zhiyi, please apply a little more of this."

Qin Zhou thought for a while and added: "This won't hurt."

He spoke in a serious manner, but with a hint of strength. Wen Zhiyi gritted his teeth and stretched out his foot.

Qin Zhou carefully applied the anti-inflammatory ointment and then nodded with satisfaction.

"That way you won't get infected."

"Let's wait until the medicine dries before putting the band-aid on."

Qin Zhou made arrangements very carefully. He squatted on the ground and put away ointments, iodine and the like, and put them in the drawer.

Then he poured Wen Zhiyi's foot-washing water.

He was dressed in cool black and looked like a rebellious tall man. He was busy and busy, but he looked like an indescribably gentle wife.

Wen Zhiyi squinted his eyes, not knowing what he thought of. The shyness and discomfort just now suddenly disappeared, and a somewhat unclear smile appeared on his lips.

"Qin Zhou," she called out slowly. Seeing Qin Zhou looking over blankly, the smile on her lips became even bigger: "Come here."

Qin Zhou walked over obediently, and in order to talk to Wen Zhiyi more conveniently, he squatted on the ground as if he had just applied medicine.

He raised his head and looked at Wen Zhiyi obediently, the light in his eyes was gentle and bright, and he tilted his head: "What's wrong?"

The cuter he was, the stronger the inexplicable destructive desire in Wen Zhiyi's heart became. She opened her hands and said, "Hug me to bed."

Qin Zhou blushed at her straightforward words, but he did not act immediately, but looked at her hesitantly.

Qin Zhou: "But you haven't changed your clothes yet."

Seeing that the smile on Wen Zhiyi's face froze, Qin Zhou continued to explain with gestures: "There are a lot of bacteria on the clothes that come back from outside."

This person seems to have mysophobia.

No matter what, Wen Zhiyi still felt that this man was particularly uncharacteristic of the amorous person, so he glared at him in a nonchalant manner. Just as he was about to say something, he picked him up from the chair in the next second.

Huh?

Isn't it a mysophobia?

Qin Zhou hugged her and put her gently on the bed. From this angle, Wen Zhiyi could see the white back of his neck, which was red from shyness and looked like someone who couldn't help but want to bully her.

His indulgent and shy attitude pleased Wen Zhiyi, and the helplessness she had just caused because he was too dull disappeared, and Wen Zhiyi's eyes lit up a little bit again.

"Don't you think my clothes are dirty?"

Wen Zhiyi had been put on the bed, but she still held Qin Zhou's neck and refused to let go, so Qin Zhou was forced to bend down, so close that it seemed that he could touch her delicate white face by lowering his head slightly.

Qin Zhou's face turned redder, and he slowly spoke into Wen Zhiyi's smiling eyes: "No, it's not."

"It's not dirty, and..."

As he spoke, his face turned even redder, and he hesitated for a while with his head lowered, like a shy glutinous rice dumpling.

Wen Zhiyi became interested and asked: "And what?"
Chapter completed!