President Husband, it's too sweet

Looking at Rong Yang's slender figure, Wen Yan felt very sorry.

However, he has no money.

Wen Yan plucked up his courage and stammered, "I, I won't do it today."

"Huh?" Rong Yang raised his eyes to look at him, there was a questioning intent in his dark and deep eyes.

Wen Yan's eyes fell on the medicine.

Some nervously said: "I should go."

Rong Yang seemed to understand what Wen Yan meant, he couldn't help but find it funny, this little idiot, what's on his mind.

He said with a low smile, "I won't do it today."

Seeing Rong Yang's beautiful eyebrows with a smile, like spring rain and dew, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off, Wen Yan blushed instantly.

But no, don't do it, what is it to do?

Under Wen Yan's suspicious eyes, Rong Yang picked up the iodine ointment on the sofa, took out a cotton swab, and dipped it in iodine.

When the cotton swab dipped in cool iodine touched the wound on Wen Yan's forehead, Wen Yan wrinkled his nose in pain.

"Does it hurt, bear with it." Rong Yang moved lightly, seeing Wen Yan wrinkling his nose, he moved more carefully.

Wen Yan was embarrassed. It turned out that the man bought iodine and ointment, not for the next medicine, but for him.

Wen Yan, Wen Yan, what's on your mind?

At this moment, Wen Yan couldn't help feeling ashamed and wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

Feeling the gentleness of the man's movements, she carefully cleaned his wound, and the last person who treated her so well was his mother.

Wen Yan's nose was a little sore, and his eyes were reddened.

Rong Yang rubbed the ointment on Wen Yan's forehead, but when he lowered his head, he found that the little rabbit's eyes were red again.

Rong Yang frowned slightly, "Why are you crying again?" "I, I didn't cry." Wen Yan raised his eyes, and tried hard to force back the sparkling water in his eyes, he is a boy, not that A crying and hypocritical person.

"I don't like to cry."

Since her mother passed away, Rong Yang caught one of the few times she cried once or twice.

Rong Yang chuckled, "Yes."

The man's face was very close to him at this time, Wen Yan stared at the man's sexy and thin lips, beautiful jaw line, sexy Adam's apple, and smelled the good smell from calm Yang.

Wen Yan couldn't help swallowing.

This man is really beautiful, every inch of his body is exquisite.

Wen Yan's heart was pounding as he sniffed the man's pleasant scent with the tip of his nose.

When he felt the small tent under him set up, Wen Yan blushed instantly, crossed his legs, and blocked a certain part of himself with his hands, hoping that Rong Yang would not notice the change in himself.

Noticing that Wen Yan blushed, and put his hand somewhere again, Rong Yang's deep eyes had a playful smile, "Your body is very honest."

Wen Yan blushed almost to the point of bleeding, and lowered his head in shame.

"Yes, sorry."

With a very honest response, Rong Yang chuckled, "There's no need to say sorry."

He put down the cotton swab in his hand, and slowly touched Wen Yan's leg with his slender fingers. He slowly approached Wen Yan's ear, with a low and sexy voice, "Need, can I help?"

Wen Yan blushed, and quickly shook his head, "No, no need, I'll just solve it myself."

Rong Yang seemed to see Wen Yan's embarrassment, staring at Wen Yan's seductive expression on his blushing face, his slightly parted bright red lips, Rong Yang licked his lips, "Giveaway service, free of charge and no money .”

The voice was so deep and sexy that Wen Yan couldn't resist the temptation.