Little Flower Fairy Chasing Her Husband

Please clear the cache and re-read the end of the previous chapter, and modify it a little bit, okay?

The five fingers of Zi Rong's outstretched right hand were thin and white, and the nails were round and slightly pink.Just looking at these few fingers, I think they are very cute, but looking up, the red and swollen back of the hand is shocking.

Think about it for a while, the tea has been simmering on the stove just now, but after being scalded, you don’t immediately pour cold water, so you know it must not be light.

Lu Zhi carefully squeezed Zirong's two fingers to look at the space, and tears kept dripping on the back of his other hand.

A few small blisters have formed in the places that have not been treated in the first place, and the rest of the scalded skin and flesh have become extremely tender, as if they would burst if poked.

Zirong's tears fell fiercely, she bit her lip and gasped while crying.Wounds, tears, and sobs, all of these turned into nine cold days of sharp ice blades, slashing across Lu Zhi's intact skin, as if making the back of his hand ache.

But Lu Zhi knew that his pain must not compare to Zi Rong.

No need to think about it, he knew it was hot when he was pouring tea in the car.But at that time, he closed his eyes and only said two words.At this time, the injured hand was held in his hand, and people were in front of him, regretting was of no use.

asshole.

Lu Zhi closed his eyes, stared at Zirong whose eyes were red from crying with a stiff face, his jaw was tense, and after ordering his servants to get the ointment, he couldn't say a word, and just rubbed it on Zirong blindly. tears.

Zirong loves to cry, but he can't bear it himself.If you shed two tears, your eyes will be red all day long, not to mention if you cry hard, your eyes will be red and swollen, which stands out on your fair face, and your voice will become hoarse, which is distressing.

But this time, Lu Zhi couldn't say "Good boy, don't cry".The little flower demon was wronged, so why not let her cry.

Zirong tried her best to bear it, she pursed her lips and tried not to make a sound, her eyes also moved down, not daring to meet Lu Zhi's eyes.It's a pity that I blinked and blinked, and a bunch of golden beans fell out.

Lu Zhi sat down on the bed, hugged Zi Rong into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Both of them were wearing outside clothes, hadn't washed, and could smell the alcohol on Lu Zhi's body.Zirong's wounded hand was carefully held by Lu Zhi, he tilted his body, his other hand tightly grasped the brocade robe under Lu Zhi's cloak, put his side face against Lu Zhi's shoulder, and completely arched himself into Lu Zhi's arms inside.

The atmosphere is not very warm, and even has a bit of bitterness.But for Zirong, it seems that as long as two people are next to each other, it is better than any situation.

The maid quickly came in with the ointment.Seeing Zirong's hand supported by Lu Zhi, she said hesitantly: "Returning to Your Highness, although the servant does not understand medical principles, but at a cursory glance, blisters have formed on the hot place, so it is not only the skin, but also the flesh inside." Hurt."

She paused, and continued, "But it's too late today, and it's not good to bother the young master any more. This gold plaster is good. When I get up tomorrow, I'd better ask a doctor to prescribe it for insurance."

After the maidservant said something, Lu Zhi's face became more and more ugly.

The maid followed with trepidation, wondering if she had said something wrong, her hand holding the ointment kept shaking.

Zirong whimpered again in Lu Zhi's arms, Lu Zhi moved, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, now go and pass the doctor in. I'll ask him to come over tomorrow morning."

The servant girl respectfully replied yes, and then stepped forward to give Zirong the medicine, saying in her mouth: "This medicine is very effective, so it will hurt a little when I first use it, young master, bear it. After a while, it will be fine." gone."

Zi Rong turned her head from Lu Zhi's arms, and nodded upon hearing this.

His eyes were red, but he was not crying.

Lu Zhi reached out to take the ointment from the handmaid, and said briefly: "I'll come, you go."

"Yes, Your Highness." How could the maidservant be worthy of Lu Zhi's "I", before Lu Zhi finished speaking, she had already knelt down, bowed her head and said: "The maidservant is outside the house, Your Highness just orders."

After speaking, he got up and walked out respectfully.

"It will hurt." Lu Zhi took the ointment, looked at Zirong's red and swollen back of his hand, then turned his head to look at Zirong, and said gently, "But it will heal quickly after you apply it. Just bear with it, okay?"

To Lu Zhi's surprise, Zi Rong did not show any fear, but sat upright in his arms, and nodded again upon hearing this.She also stretched out her hand in front of him, very obedient, terribly obedient.

Lu Zhi's heart throbbed again, and restrained, he touched the end of Zirong's eyes lightly, and praised him: "Good boy."

Every time she was praised by Lu Zhi, Zi Rong gave her a big reaction, and it was the same this time.

He leaned forward and rubbed his face against Lu Zhi's neck as if he was very happy.It's a pity that I just cried, and my eyelashes are still wet. After I realized it, I was very embarrassed, and I blushed and backed away.

Lu Zhi has a headache, why is this person so... heartless?

It is not right to say that you are heartless.Thinking of his little thoughts about hiding things, Lu Zhi's heart softened, and he didn't know how to like him.

After a pause, Zi Rong stretched out her hand in front of Lu Zhi again, and said softly, "Apply the medicine."

But Lu Zhi didn't open the lid of the ointment immediately, but made a gesture to put Zirong on the bed.How could the little flower demon be willing, the slightly brightened expression just now faded away, one hand was firmly hooked around his neck, and she looked at him eagerly.

Lu Zhi coaxed patiently: "I'll wash my hands first, soon, and then I'll apply medicine to you."

Zirong lowered her eyes and slowly shook her head twice, and said in a very low voice, "Don't go, Your Highness...don't go..."

Lu Zhi's expression was extremely bitter, and it was impossible to just apply medicine to Zirong like this.Finally, holding Zirong's buttocks, he picked him up, went outside to wash his hands, and tried to avoid the wound, and washed Zirong too.

The two tossed and went back to the room, dipped Lu Zhi's middle finger in the transparent ointment, settled down, and then applied it to Zirong's wound.

He remembered what the maid said "it will hurt". As soon as the ointment touched the skin, he raised his head to observe Zirong's expression.

I don't want that person to be stupefied, staring at me.Not to mention that he couldn't find the pain he should have, Lu Zhi actually saw a bit of joy on Zirong's face.

In this state, he couldn't explain why, and his heart slowly became sore, he couldn't look at Zirong again, he could only lower his head as if avoiding it, and carefully applied the medicine.

"Okay." After applying it carefully, Lu Zhi held Zirong's hand, brought it to his mouth and blew gently, and said, "How do you feel?"

Zirong didn't speak, Lu Zhi tilted his head to look, and called out, "Rongrong?"

Zirong, who was stunned, came back to her senses, and looked away from Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi asked again: "Hand, how does it feel now? Does it still hurt?"

Zirong was dumbfounded, looked at him, then at her own hand, then shook her head once and for all: "No..." He said half a word, swallowed the sound again, and lowered his head not to look at it. Lu became angry and said: "It hurts, it hurts so much, you can blow it to me again."

Sure enough, Lu Zhi held up his hand and blew gently, noticing that Zirong's gaze followed him without turning back, and told him to look at it with confidence.

After blowing like this for a while, Lu Zhi was afraid that it would not be good to dry the ointment, so he coaxed: "I can't blow it anymore, it's covered with medicine."

"Oh..." Zi Rong lowered her head, and when she heard what Lu Zhi said, she let go of her grip on Lu Zhi's clothes, stepped back, and said in her mouth, "I can't blow it anymore, I won't blow it anymore."

Lu Zhi also let go, and after letting him sit on the bed, he got up and took off his coat, and went to the outside to bring in the water basin.

There was only one red candle burning in the room, the light was not enough, it was a bit dim.Lu Zhi twisted the towel and walked over, ready to wipe Zirong's face, and turned the person whose back was facing him, only to see his face was wet again, dripping with tears.

Lu Zhi squeezed the towel tightly, and said, "Why are you crying again?"

When I applied the medicine just now, it was obviously much better. I don't know if I misjudged Lu Zhi, but I also felt that the person in my arms was happier.Why are you crying again now?

Zirong covered her eyes with her forearm, and apologized sobbingly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He hiccupped while crying, and kept confessing his mistake while whimpering: "I was wrong, I'm sorry... woo woo woo... ..."

Lu Zhi clutched the towel, wrapped Zirong's back with one hand, helped him sit up on his knees facing him, and coaxed him by pressing the back of his head: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, cry if you want, I'm not sorry."

Zi Rong hugged Lu Zhi's shoulders, her eyes pressed tightly against the skin of his neck, and the tears flowed down along Lu Zhi's skin, quickly soaking a large area there.

"It's okay." Lu Zhi patted Zirong's back and said repeatedly: "It's okay, good boy, good boy, good boy."

After a while, Zirong still couldn't stop crying, Lu Zhi was anxious, so he had to ask him again: "Does your hand still hurt?"

Zi Rong paused, nodded immediately, and said, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

"It hurts?" Lu Zhi finally came to his senses.

The little flower demon is not like this.On weekdays, he wished he could hide all his emotions, as if those were not important, he only cared about quality and his every move.How can I honestly say that it hurts so much?

Besides, Lu Zhi knew that Jinchuang Ointment was the most effective for burns, but it would hurt a little when it was first applied.But after such a long time, it should be relieved, but it should not still be in a "so painful, so painful" situation.

He had doubts in his heart, so based on his guess, he hugged Zi Rong into his arms again, lowered his head and pressed his forehead to his forehead, held the injured hand in his own, and comforted him softly.

Sure enough, soon, the little flower demon's tears stopped.

I thought that I was only willing to talk to him because of his hand injury, I just wanted to be hugged by myself, and I liked that I was gentle with him, a little bit was enough.

Lu Zhi's heart was unbelievably soft, but he didn't know how to explain it to Zi Rong. He lowered his eyes to look at his eyelashes that were still dripping with tears, and asked intentionally, "Does it still hurt?"

Zirong's body froze for a moment, she nodded quickly: "It hurts, so..."

"It hurts, it hurts?" Lu Zhi answered his words.

"Hmm..." Zi Rong lowered her head in a concealed manner, not showing it to Lu Zhi.

"Fool." Lu Zhi didn't know why, so he tilted his head and stamped on Zirong's forehead. He didn't know how gentle his voice was, and said again: "Fool."