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Su Ya spent the night in the villa, and was about to leave before dawn the next day, saying that there was an experiment to be done.

Ning Xuechu was overjoyed, and ran to Su Ya's room in her pajamas, leaned against the door, smiled softly, and pretended to say, "Miss Xiaoya, don't you want to stay here for a few more days?"

"No, this experiment is very important, and it will probably take a month to get busy." Su Ya lowered her head and said, packing her things while talking.

She originally thought that she would need to stay here for two days, and she brought a lot of things, but now it is a bit troublesome to tidy them up.

When Ning Xue first saw this, she glanced around, her eyes fell on a photo frame, she walked over and said, "Let me clean it up for you."

Without waiting for Su Ya's answer, Ning Xuechu put a few small things in a bag, turned around and picked up the photo frame on her right.

This photo looks very new, and it was taken in a sea of ​​flowers. In the photo, the two are leaning shoulder to shoulder, smiling happily facing the camera.

"Sister Xiaoya, when was this photo taken?" Ning Xuechu asked, clasping the edge of the photo frame with her fingers, making a 'squeak' sound.

Su Ya felt a little harsh, took the photo frame and said with a smile, "This is a photo of us two years ago. One day the weather happened to be fine. We made an appointment to go out to play together. We happened to pass by a sea of ​​flowers on the way, so we took pictures there. Take this photo."

There was a touch of happiness on her face when she spoke.

Ning Xuechu looked at it and felt it was an eyesore, so she turned her head to tidy up other things.

Su Ya glanced at Ning Xuechu quietly, and was relieved to see that she didn't have any unusual reactions.

In fact, this photo is of P.

An Jianqing was very thoughtful. In order not to let others suspect that their relationship was fake, she asked people to produce a lot of evidence that could prove their close relationship overnight.

This photo is one of those things.

What she meant was to do real evidence with An Jianqing and go to the field to shoot.

However, An Jianqing was unwilling, saying it was troublesome, and even the shadow of that weibo was taken in a crude way.

Judging from the shadows, the foreheads of the two are touching, and they are very close. In fact, there is a long distance between them.

With the help of Ning Xuechu, it took almost half an hour.

Su Ya looked at the neatly packed luggage, smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Ning Xuechu with eyes full of admiration, "I can't tell, you're pretty good at packing, if it wasn't for you, I guess it would take more than an hour. "

"You're welcome, I'll take it out for you." Ning Xuechu said and walked out carrying two bags of heavy things.

She only hoped that Su Ya would be sent away before An Jianqing woke up, so that they would not be reluctant to leave when they parted.

She didn't want to see such a disgusting scene.

Su Ya followed behind with two lighter bags.

Ning Xuechu arranged for Uncle Zhang to take Su Ya away. She put the things in the car and turned around to see Su Ya struggling to carry them.

She walked over immediately and said, "I'll do it."

Su Ya was also polite, rubbed his sore wrist, and said with a smile, "You are quite strong, and you don't feel pain or tired when you lift such a heavy thing. Your physical fitness is like an Alpha."

These words made Ning Xuechu's heart tremble, and her body stiffened for a moment.

For a moment, many thoughts flashed through her mind. She looked up at the simple smile on Su Ya's face, and then suppressed the fear in her heart, lowered her head, and said in a dull tone, "I used to do heavy work when I was young. gone."

Hearing her sad tone, Su Ya paused with a smile, not to continue talking about this topic, so as not to poke people's hearts.

Seeing Uncle Zhang and the others helping with the luggage, Su Ya immediately changed the subject and said, "With Uncle Zhang and the others helping, go and rest. It's too early in the morning, thank you for the trouble. When Jianqing wakes up, you and See Qing and say something."

"Okay." Ning Xuechu smiled and nodded with a happy expression.

Seeing Su Ya get in the car, Uncle Zhang started the car and left, Ning Xuechu finally felt relieved.

She glanced at the time, it was only six o'clock, and there was a gleam of light in the sky, although it was still a little hazy, it was enough to see everything clearly.

Ning Xuechu raised her head and looked in a certain direction. There was no light shining through there, so she knew that An Jianqing hadn't woken up yet.

"Miss Ning, did your hand hurt? Does it hurt? I'll get alcohol and ointment." Aunt Lian had already said, and she was going to go inside the house.

When Ning Xuechu heard the words, she glanced at the little finger of her left hand, and saw that there was a trace of broken skin, and a very light trace of red flowed out.

It is estimated that when I was helping to move things just now, I knocked on some hard object.

At that time, her attention was all on sending Su Ya away quickly, and she didn't notice her situation at all. Now that she was reminded, she didn't actually feel any pain.

She is an Alpha, this level of scratches will not affect her at all.

"Aunt Lian, don't be so troublesome. I have band-aids in my room. I'll just go back to my room and put on a band-aid." Ning Xuechu stopped Aunt Lian with a smile.

"Are you really okay?" Aunt Lian was still a little worried. Seeing Ning Xuechu shaking her head, she stopped and reminded with concern, "Remember to disinfect with alcohol first."

"Okay." Ning Xuechu agreed with a smile.

She walked into the house and went up the stairs with her left hand, and the injured part inadvertently rubbed against the handrail.

The wound was originally just a thin mark, but after being touched like this, it became red and swollen.

Ning Xuechu raised her head and pressed her finger, a drop of blood immediately flowed out.

She reached out and wiped the hem of the clothes, and saw that the clothes were dyed a few blushes, which was very obvious in contrast to the white, and she immediately curled her lips in satisfaction.

Walking to the door of An Jianqing's room, Ning Xuechu knocked on the door with her right hand.

After a while, An Jianqing opened the door from the inside.

She was wearing a light white pajamas, made of fine silk fabric, which was soft against the skin and outlined the curvature of her slender waist.

Now that the weather has gotten warmer, even to the point of being a little hot, the top two buttons of her pajamas are unbuttoned, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbone.

Probably because of just waking up, those shrewd and cold eyes contained a trace of confusion, which lightened the aloofness and aloofness on her body, making her look very cute.

Ning Xuechu was taken aback, and hurriedly lowered her eyes to conceal her thoughts about to be revealed, turned her head and looked through the living room, glanced outside the room and said, "Sister, Sister Xiaoya has left, she said she has something to do."

When she said this, Ning Xuechu stretched out her hand and inadvertently brushed away the broken hair falling between her eyebrows.

An Jianqing immediately saw the red mark, grabbed Xuechu's hand, and said nervously, "Why is your hand hurt?"

"A little injury, it's fine." Ning Xuechu said with a smile, wanting to withdraw her hand.

An Jianqing held it tightly, but didn't touch Ning Xuechu's wound, and said seriously, "The wound is swollen, why is it a small injury? Even if it is a small injury, it needs to be treated in time. What if the wound becomes infected?"

"It's not that serious..." Ning Xuechu lowered her head, her tone getting lower and lower.

"Why not?" An Jianqing's expression became serious, and she dragged Ning Xuechu into the room.

The two held hands tightly, Ning Xuechu could feel the softness of the palms, and the warm temperature was conveyed along the delicate skin bit by bit, beating her heart, making her heartbeat speed up involuntarily.

When An Jianqing turned around, her smooth black hair brushed against the tip of her nose, leaving a nice fragrance in the air.

Ning Xuechu sniffed it carefully, wondering if it was her psychological illusion, she seemed to smell a hint of green plum wine aroma.

Light and intoxicating, just like that night.

Ning Xuechu's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and a puff of heat rose from her face.

Worried that An Jianqing would find out, she had no choice but to hang her head tightly.

"Xuechu, you sit here and don't move around. I'll get the medicine box." An Jianqing said seriously, like treating an ignorant child, worried that the other party would be disobedient.

Ning Xuechu nodded obediently, and raised her hands to prevent touching other things.

An Jianqing turned around to get the medicine box. She opened the locker, rummaging through it anxiously, her fingers accidentally touched a sharp object, and blood flowed out immediately.

"Hiss..." An Jianqing let out a soft moan and frowned slightly.

Just as she was about to raise her head, a shadow appeared above her head, covering her whole body in it.

An Jianqing raised her head, and just as she was about to speak, her fingers were held by a pair of hands with sharp knuckles

"Sister, be careful..." Ning Xuechu said with distressed eyes, lowered her head and gently held the wound, and healed it with saliva.

She looks serious and pure, without any impurities.

An Jianqing's heart beat violently suddenly, and the place where it touched the soft lips seemed to no longer hurt, replaced by a faint itchiness.

It's like a feather scratching at the tip of my heart, a little itchy and a little numb.

An Jianqing blushed and quickly withdrew her hand.

This action was quick and urgent, which made Ning Xuechu startled.

Ning Xuechu's eyes widened, her innocent face was full of panic at being rejected, and she carefully explained, "Sister, I... I just want to help you heal your wounds... I hurt my fingers when I was young, and it's all like this..."

Hearing this, An Jianqing's nervousness and panic turned into worry.

Thinking of Ning Xuechu's sufferings when she was a child, she walked out of the enchantment just now, squatted down again and said, "Xuechu, medicine is enough, there is no need to use saliva."

"I used to be like this, and I will change it, sister..." Ning Xuechu earnestly promised, with tears glistening in her bright eyes.

As if she had done something wrong, she was afraid of being scolded and hated, and looked at An Jianqing pitifully, begging for forgiveness.

An Jianqing's heart softened, she calmed down, took out the alcohol in the cabinet, and applied it to Ning Xuechu's injured area.

She had just scratched a wound on her hand, and doing this action would slightly scratch the wound, but she didn't care at all, ignoring her pain, and helped Ning Xuechu apply medicine and bandage the wound.

Ning Xuechu watched quietly, hot tears suddenly fell from her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, and she choked up in a low voice, "Sister, no one has ever been so kind to me. I was injured before, and I simply dealt with it myself..."

An Jianqing listened, her heart ached more and more, and she comforted her softly, "Don't cry at the beginning of Xue, my sister will help you if you get hurt in the future. No, Xuechu can't get hurt. She should always be safe and healthy."

Halfway through the speech, An Jianqing hurriedly changed her words, with a doting smile on her face.

Ning Xuechu's eyes flashed, she raised her head, her eyes dimmed with tears, "Sister, you have a girlfriend, will you still treat me so well?"

She asked seriously, tears fell down one by one, leaving two tear marks on her face, her injured hand tightly grasped An Jianqing's arm, as if she was afraid of being abandoned.

An Jianqing was slightly stunned, she probably understood why Su Ya said Ning Xuechu was strange.