Quickly wear the heartthrob: She is always coveted by others

The distance between the two people was too close, so Yu Huan didn't pay much attention. After taking out his mobile phone, he said to the boy beside him: "He Qiran, please apply the medicine first."

"……Um."

His voice was a little muffled.

Seeing the other party start to unpack the bag, Yu Huan lowered his head, turned on his phone and quickly muted it, then directly clicked on the Snake game interface.

After a while, the game started. Yu Huan was concentrating on operating her little snake to move around, when she suddenly felt the sun protection clothing tied around her waist being pulled very lightly.

"What's wrong?"

She asked without stopping, her attention almost entirely on the game.

"..."

"I do not know……"

The young man muttered, his voice was very low.

"No what?"

Yu Huan turned around and saw that He Qiran had put everything on the table without moving. He was sitting upright, looking at her with his lips pursed, with a confused look on his face.

[Host, your "snake" is dead. 】

002 gave a warm reminder.

【 ! 】

Yu Huan quickly looked back at the page on her phone, and sure enough, her little snake was swallowed up by "other snakes" in just a few bites.

"..."

hateful!

Forget it, let’s not play anymore.

"What did you say you didn't know just now?" Yu Huan turned off her phone and asked He Qiran.

"I don't know how to apply it. I've never applied it myself."

After saying that, he licked his dry lips and added, "...This has never happened before."

This situation?

Yu Huan blinked and was "popularized" by 002. He instantly understood that this was the first time that this person was besieged and beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back.

He Qiran: "...can you do it?"

The young man's dark eyes reflected her shadow, and he asked her very seriously.

Yu Huan scratched his cheek, smiled, and said sheepishly: "Not really."

"It doesn't matter, it's better than me not doing anything at all. Just try to apply it for me."

He Qiran asked in a low voice: "Is it okay?"

"Yes, yes, but I may not be able to control the intensity well, and it may be very painful..." Yu Huan hesitated and asked sincerely: "Can you do it?"

He Qiran: "..."

He Qiran: "I can do it."

He finished speaking through gritted teeth.

Although he knew she didn't mean it, the young boy with hot blood in adolescence still couldn't bear to hear such "provocative" words.

"That's fine."

Seeing that the real owner didn't have any objections, Yu Huan, as a hands-on person, naturally didn't postpone it any longer.

"Come closer," she said.

"Yes." He obeyed, clenched his palms, and moved closer to her.

Yu Huan took out a disinfectant wipe, stared at the wound at the corner of the boy's mouth, and gently wiped the blood around it.

After He Qiran came closer to her, his body leaned slightly and his cheeks were hot. He quickly looked away and did not dare to move at all.

After wiping it clean, she turned to remove the cotton swab, alcohol and iodophor.

He Qiran breathed a sigh of relief, secretly despising himself for being hopeless, and his heartbeat was as fast as if he didn't need money.

Yu Huan took a cotton swab, dipped it in alcohol and iodine, turned his head to look at someone, and asked doubtfully: "Are you very hot? He Qiran."

"No, no."

Feeling uncomfortable being looked at by her, He Qiran hurriedly looked away and spoke hesitantly.

"Then...why is your face so red?" She blinked, stretched out her free finger, and poked the boy's flushed cheek.

"I, I...you, you..."

He Qiran seemed to be extremely embarrassed and angry. He turned his head and looked at her. He stuttered in a rare way, and his usually deep voice had a hint of hoarseness.

Yu Huan said nothing, blinking her eyes, looking from bottom to top, looking at the young man's handsome face, which turned red to the roots of his ears, and he stiffened his neck and did not dare to look at her.

She thought to herself, is he shy?

Yu Huan pursed her lips and smiled, staring at the corner of He Qiran's mouth, and touched it with a cotton swab.

Maybe it was because she was too sudden. The young man frowned and let out a hiss, then closed his lips tightly and made no sound.

Yu Huan said: "Be patient, it will be quick."

He Qiran half-closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said "yes" softly, saying yes.

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The sound of breathing in his ears became hotter and hotter, and the movements of Yu Huan's hands were sluggish for a few seconds. When she raised her eyes to look at him, she saw that his eyes were full of expectation and faint desire, which was clearly visible on the surface.

"You..." Yu Huan was about to say something, but the other party's eyes turned away unconsciously. Seeing this, she pursed her lips and retracted her doubtful words.

Sensing that the girl had moved her gaze away, He Qiran lowered his eyes, and his gaze drifted back to her lips.

The girl's lips were very light and pink, and her lips were so full and plump that they seemed to be dripping with water.

After watching for a moment, his throat tightened and the unknown emotion in his body began to boil.

It smells good and looks very kissable...

"He Qiran, rub the bruises on your hands and feet with safflower oil and push them away."

Yu Huan distanced himself, looked at the label, and put the small bottle of safflower oil in front of him.

"You won't help me?"

The distance of the girl in his sight made He Qiran, who was already restless, confused and subconsciously grabbed her wrist.

"What can I do to help or not?"

Yu Huan and He Qiran looked up at the same time. Lin Yan came back with three exercise books, and there was someone behind her.

The young man is casually dressed, tall and slim. He holds an exercise book of the same style with long fingers and clear joints. His broken hair hangs naturally and his facial features are outstanding.

It's Zhou Chenyi.

He Qiran quickly retracted his hand, but was still caught by Lin Yan who was walking in front.

"I met him while buying books just now. I heard that He Qiran was injured, so he wanted to come over and have a look." Lin Yan took the initiative to explain why Zhou Chenyi followed.

Then, she asked in confusion: "But what were you doing just now? He Qiran."

"Why are you holding Yu Huan's hand? Is there anything else you can do to help?"

Lin Yan was really curious.

Hearing this, Zhou Chenyi also moved his gaze, from the pile of trauma supplies on the table to the bruises on He Qiran's body, and finally stopped at Yu Huan's pretty little face.

So, they were alone for a while, right?

He Qiran: "No, I didn't do anything. I just wanted her to apply the medicine for me."

"You don't have hands yourself?" Lin Yan said speechlessly, then put the exercise book in her hand on the table and sat on the other side of Yu Huan.

Hearing this, He Qiran's face turned green, but Zhou Chenyi curled his lips quietly, feeling secretly happy.

That's it!

Seeing that there were no seats left, he had no choice but to sit at the table for four in front of them.

Seeing Lin Yan starting to hold Yu Huan's arm and chatting happily with her, He Qiran lowered his head, picked up the safflower oil a little frustrated, and started applying it on his own.

He kept complaining in his heart: Forgetting that she came back so early and brought someone with her, she was really generous.

If you tell me to come over and see his injuries, only a ghost would believe it!

He Qiran raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhou Chenyi. Seeing that the other person's eyes were glued to Yu Huan, he rolled his eyes fiercely.

Hey, the weasel has no good intentions when it comes to wishing the chicken New Year greetings.