The cute wife is fierce and fierce: the husband holds it high

Huo tingchu didn't answer.

Between the contrasting lights of the bathroom and the bedroom, the man's upright and resolute face was outlined like a chiseled face, but a deep shadow seemed to be drawn around the face, and it was hard to see what kind of expression it was.

"The light in the living room is too weak for me to see clearly."

When he spoke, the slight vibration from his chest, against Gu Nuan's leg, made her feel real.

I didn't have any doubts about his words, instead I adjusted a comfortable posture and lay on his shoulders, "Oh."

Huo Tingchu directly hugged her to sit on the washstand, Gu Nuan asked without soul: "Then can you see the light here clearly?"

"Ah."

What does it mean to be concise all of a sudden?
Gu Nuan inexplicably felt that he seemed to be in a bad mood, but he still gave her enough patience.

He took off his suit jacket, and put the expensive custom-made suit on the back of the dusty chair next to him. He took off the cuff buttons and watch on the shirt, then rolled up the cuff buttons several times familiarly, and pushed them to the elbows. Location.

Gu Nuan was arranged by him to sit obediently, bored, and there was nothing else to distract her, so she kept staring at his hand.

A long time ago, Gu Nuan felt that Huo Tingchu's hand shape was very good-looking. It was between masculine and slender, but without a trace of femininity. The bones were elegant and the fingertips were slender, just like his natural king. The air is average, the match is just right, there are really not many men who can have such a good-looking and not bloated hand shape.

Gu Nuan's gaze has been following his movements, following the direction of his hand, when he saw him put his hand into the hot water, his eyes were empty like a puddle of stagnant water, as if someone had thrown him on the lake. The ripples behind the pebbles rippled progressively layer by layer.

Gu Nuan felt in a trance that she seemed to have returned to the world.

Huo Tingchu pressed the towel to the bottom of the sink, picked it up and wrung it dry, folded it in half a few times, and stretched it out in front of Gu Nuan, as if to help her wipe her face.

This treatment...

She was quite flattered.

"Then what, I can do it myself..." I always feel that being served by him personally will shorten my life.

But Huo Tingchu didn't care about her words, and didn't even give her a chance to express her thoughts. He put his fingers on her chin and lifted it up slightly. The towel was pressed against her cheek and the corner of her mouth, intentionally or unintentionally. Some, Gu Nuan subconsciously shut up.

He wiped her face twice in total, and he finally felt reconciled after wiping her little dirty cat-like face clean.

Gu Nuan immediately turned to look at the big mirror behind her.

Fortunately, the lipstick is waterproof, the eyeliner is not smudged, the makeup is not flowery, and it is still beautiful. Where there is any dirt, she suspects that Huo Tingchu did it on purpose, just to destroy her carefully prepared makeup.

But she doesn't dare to say such words, and she is not afraid of being poor at ordinary times, but now Huo Tingchu's aura around her is very gloomy, how dare she talk nonsense.

Huo tingchu put the water for washing his face and prepared new hot water.

At the same time, he opened the medicine box, and took out the cotton swabs, disinfectant, and iodine that needed to be used inside. There were several bottles of various kinds.

Gu Nuan moved aside to make room for these bottles.

Huo tingchu thought she was trying to hide, so he stretched out his long arm, easily stretched her waist, and prevented her body from moving sideways.

"hand."

"Huh?" She looked up in confusion.

At first glance, Huo Ting looked gloomy in vain, "give me your hand."

Gu Nuan quickly stretched out her hand, not knowing which one he wanted, so she simply put both hands in front of him.

What the hell is the feeling that fate is being strangled... She felt in a daze that under his intense and coercive eyes, she could freeze into ice in minutes.

After getting ready, Huo Tingchu first wiped and disinfected Gu Nuan's hands, pressed the cotton swab dipped in liquid medicine on the edge of the wound, and picked out the fine glass shards embedded in her palm.

Gu Nuan was so painful that her facial features were all wrinkled together, but she didn't dare to say a word.

She always felt that the coldness emanating from the man at this moment was too heavy, even if she breathed a little heavily, she could soak up his coldness.

The man was wearing a black shirt with a crisp collar and well-fitting trousers, which were pushed down to the elbow cuffs, revealing his muscular arms, and the cuff buttons of the shirt were not fully buttoned. , He didn't wear a tie either, and the top two buttons were undone. Instead of any frivolity, there was a kind of aristocratic laziness.

He is the kind of man who is born with an innate aura.

Just one look will make people behave themselves and dare not make mistakes.

Once or twice is okay, so many times, whenever Gu Nuan needs someone by his side, he is always there, never asks her anything, just stays with her, she knows he is there, so she feels that nothing is important , can also miraculously quiet down.

Gu Nuan's eyes were a little wet, and two hypocritical tears came out. She tilted her head and quickly wiped it away with the other hand.

A light buzzing voice came out of his mouth: "Huo tingchu, thank you..."

The man's hands froze.

Raising his eyes, the pair of black eyes with fairy outlines under the arch of his eyebrows suddenly looked at her without blinking.

"no need thank me?"

Thank you for being there every time I need you.

With tears in her eyes, Gu Nuan grinned at him with a completely inattentive smile, "Thank you for helping me apply the medicine."

The corners of Huo Tingchu's mouth twitched, and before Gu Nuan could see the slightest trace of a smile, the curvature had already been suppressed, but the jittery look between his brows had obviously receded a lot, and the aura had softened a lot.

He tapped on Gu Nuan's hand, and said in a warm voice, "Don't move."

"oh oh."

Huo Tingchu lowered his head again and looked at the wound on her hand carefully. The scratch was not on the palm, but on the side, just below the little finger. The wound was not too deep.

He frowned slightly for a moment, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Gu Nuan looked at him closely, her little heart couldn't control... the little deer was beating wildly.

The cool and stimulating sensation of the potion mixed with the pain caused Gu Nuan to curl up his fingers in pain.

She couldn't help gasping for air, and when her voice got louder, she bit her lip and clenched her mouth tightly.

Huo Tingchu speeds up his movements and is meticulous to the extreme.

The bandage was wrapped around a few times, and he tied a rather masculine knot.

Just as Gu Nuan was about to say thank you, she pulled her hand back, but when she moved, she found that Huo Tingchu was holding her hand tightly.

"hiss--"

Huo tingchu's thumb is pressing on her wound through the bandage, which is not light.

Gu Nuan burst into tears from the pain, "It's fine, why are you pressing my wound?!"

Huo Ting raised his head at the beginning, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his sharp facial features looked extremely dark under the light.