After washing, Jiang Shuyao put on Qin Yanchi's clothes. The big shirt just covered one third of her thighs. She stood there and didn't dare to go out. In her eyes, the clothes were not long enough and were no different from being naked.
The sound of water stopped for a while, and Qin Yanchi put down the book in his hand: "Come out after washing."
Jiang Shuyao timidly hugged the dirty clothes and tried her best to cover her thighs, but she couldn't cover them when she walked.
"What are you hiding from? I haven't seen anything about your body." Qin Yanchi took the medicine box without raising his head and said, "Put the blanket on and come here."
Jiang Shuyao saw the blanket on the bed, picked it up and wrapped it tightly, then walked slowly towards Qin Yanchi.
"Sit down." Qin Yanchi handed her a Yongan brand medical rubber ice pack and "apply it to her face."
"oh."
Qin Yanchi took out the brown bottle, and Jiang Shuyao knew it was iodine as soon as he smelled it.
Jiang Shuyao's hands were tied with hemp rope, and some places were frayed by the rope. He took her hand and used a cotton swab to carefully apply medicine to the red mark on her wrist.
Qin Yanchi's movements were gentle and slow, and Jiang Shuyao's eyes fell on his face unconsciously.
Perhaps feeling that he was being watched, Qin Yanchi raised his eyes to look at her, and their eyes met for a moment.
Jiang Shuyao looked away in embarrassment and whispered: "Master Qin, actually I can come by myself."
Qin Yanchi glanced at Jiang Shuyao and sneered: "You can?"
Jiang Shuyao was speechless for a moment. She stood up and bowed at 90 degrees again: "Thank you, Master Qin..."
Qin Yanchi didn't look at her and put the iodine swabs on the table into the medicine box one by one.
Not hearing Qin Yanchi's answer, Jiang Shuyao paused and continued: "Master Qin, I'll leave first."
Jiang Shuyao glanced at Qin Yanchi, but he still didn't say anything, and she thought he acquiesced.
As soon as the person walked to the door, Qin Yanchi's voice sounded coldly: "Jiang Shuyao, you have to act like you are asking for help."
Jiang Shuyao turned around and pursed her lips tightly: "How about... I kneel down for you? Kowtow three more times."
"..." Qin Yanchi finished washing his hands, "Kneel down...what kind of kneeling."
Jiang Shuyao said to himself: "Well, how many kinds of kneeling can there be?"
Qin Yanchi looked at Jiang Shuyao's hands and face: "I don't want to see you kneeling today, let's do something else."
Jiang Shuyao breathed a sigh of relief: "What else does Master Qin want me to do?"
Qin Yanchi walked slowly in front of Jiang Shuyao, raised his hand and grabbed the lamp cord and pulled it down. The light in the room dimmed, and the warm yellow lamp revealed a warm ambiguity. A certain emotion was about to stir between the two.
"Your face still hurts?"
"much better."
Qin Yanchi took the ice pack away from Jiang Shuyao's hand, touched her mandible with his fingers all the way to her chin, and said in a frivolous tone: "It's not that I want you to do anything, but that I want to..."
Jiang Shuyao's thoughts exploded with a bang, and she remembered what he said before again, and her face that had just been applied with an ice pack was burning hot again.
"You..." Her lips moved, "No."
"No? Huh?"
Qin Yanchi didn't give her a chance to continue talking. He picked her up and threw her into the big bed. He put his hands on both sides of her and leaned forward to press her up.
The ambiguous atmosphere became more and more uncontrollable, and Jiang Shuyao was forced to look at his face.
Maybe she was tempted, but she raised her fingers in fascination and brushed the broken hair on his forehead.
Qin Yanchi let out a low laugh from his throat: "Am I good-looking?"
Jiang Shuyao suddenly realized and put down his hand, but Qin Yanchi grabbed her hand and pulled her down. His low and hoarse voice was obviously bewitching: "I allow you to do it. So, do it?"
