Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, and could clearly feel the power on his index finger.

He almost squeezed her finger with great strength.

She didn't cry out for pain, but looked up at him quietly.

He frowned slightly, staring at the bleeding finger, as if...extraordinarily nervous.

Su Xiangwan looked at him a little lost, as if he had forgotten the pain in his fingers.

But looking at the blood that was still oozing out, Mu Beiting's face was ugly, and there was an urge to smash the kitchen knife.

Ticking...

Drops of blood fell on the floor tiles in the kitchen, which was particularly dazzling.

In the next instant, Mu Beiting put her finger in her mouth and held it gently.

Su Xiangwan was stunned again, and noticed his soft tongue, his fingertips curled up subconsciously, and his face blushed a bit.

He...he...how can he.

"Mu Beiting..."

As she said, she would take out her finger.

His brows furrowed tighter, and he clasped her little hand tightly, unable to break free: "Don't move."

Su Xiangwan bit her lip lightly, and could clearly feel his soft tongue, gently brushing over her wound, making her a little uncomfortable to avoid her gaze.

Mu Beiting gently held her finger for a while before slowly taking it out.

After a closer look, he saw that the wound no longer bleeds, and his expression eased a bit.

But after the blood stains were cleaned, the wound on the fingertip was still there, and the knife was very sharp, leaving a big hole in the fingertip of her index finger, which made him feel a little distressed.

"Go to the bedroom first, and I'll bandage it up for you..."

Mu Beiting spoke in a deep voice, but as soon as she raised her head, she noticed that her small face was reddish, dyed with a faint rouge color, and her rare eyes dodge.

He was startled slightly, looking at her little face in a daze.

Seeing him staring at him, Su Xiangwan drew his hand vigorously.

However, Mu Beiting held it very tightly, and still didn't mean to loosen it at all.

Su Xiangwan bit his lip and gave him a blank look. When will this person hold her?

"Mu Beiting...you just let me go!"

Mu Beiting came back to his senses, and also loosened her finger somewhat unnaturally.

Fingers finally regained their freedom, Su Xiangwan lowered his head and rubbed it lightly, standing still without making a sound.

After a few seconds, the wrist tightened again.

Mu Beiting suddenly grabbed her again, couldn't help but dragged her towards the bedroom.

Su Xiangwan looked at his back blankly, staggered and followed.

After taking her to the bedroom, he turned to look for the medicine box.

As if he didn't expect him to care about himself so much, Su Xiangwan whispered: "Mu Beiting, I'm fine, no medicine is needed. It's just a small hole, and it will be fine in a few days."

He ignored her at all, turned around and took the medicine box and put it on the coffee table.

Take out the disinfected iodophor and cotton swabs, as well as potions and bandages.

Su Xiangwan's eyes twitched...Isn't it...

She just cut a finger and put a band-aid on it.

Do you really need to use a bandage?

He picked up her finger gently, first disinfected the wound, and then soaked it in the potion for a while.

Su Xiangwan breathed out lightly, a little painful.

He explained in a soft voice: "Be forbearance, it's hot now, it's easy to get infected if you don't handle it properly."

Su Xiangwan nodded awkwardly, but when he picked up the bandage, he couldn't help but said, "Mu Beiting, just stick a band-aid on such a small wound. It's too exaggerated to use the bandage..."

"No." He said in a deep voice, without holding his beak.

As if realizing that his tone was a bit heavy, he added softly: "Observe."