Han Yao's hand was very fast, and he carefully looked at his wound. Although he felt distressed, the flesh that was turned out from the edge of the wound looked very scary, he still continued to move his hand without any reaction.

Without even blinking, Fu Shaoli suddenly felt that his worries were in vain. He wanted to change his sympathy, but his girlfriend didn't buy it at all. This was also difficult!

After dealing with the broken wound, Han Yao put down Fu Shaoli's short sleeves, glanced at his lower body, and pulled his quilt on his body without saying a word.

I sorted out the medicine box and went out for a while, put the medicine box back in the original place, and then went into the bedroom. I looked at the man lying on his bed without saying a word, lying down in the empty space beside him.

He stared at the ceiling for a while before closing his eyes. Although he didn't rush Fu Shaoli to leave, his cold attitude clearly showed that he didn't want to pay attention to him. This made Fu Shaoli, who had some thoughts about his girlfriend, feel a little unwilling to accept it.

So he became restless,

I don’t know how long it took, Han Yao grabbed a big hand on his chest, felt the man pressing against him, chuckled and turned sideways,

She kissed his lips and didn't touch him, so she would be tired in this posture. However, in the wound on his body, Han Yao was not tired. Dingxiang's little tongue was very flexible and wandered between the two of them.

When they parted, a suspicious silver thread separated between their lips. Han Yao squinted his eyes. His eyes were clearly confused after the emotion, but his thoughts were still very clear.

He kept hooking his fingers on Fu Shaoli's chin.

"I really want to deal with you today. Unfortunately, you are injured. Little baby, recover well. I will deal with you when I feel better!"

He blew a breath on Fu Shaoli's cheek, and Han Yao lay down next to him again, and inadvertently hugged his right arm with his arms, put one leg on his right thigh, rubbed it inadvertently twice, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

As for whether those inadvertent, whether they were really inadvertent or intentional, it is unknown.

Two hours after Han Yao fell asleep, Fu Shaoli slowly pressed down by him, adjusted his posture and hugged Han Yao all into his arms.

Then he curled his lips and closed his eyes to sleep with satisfaction.

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The morning breeze blew in, waking up the person lying on the bed. He Yi's head hurt. When he opened his eyes and saw the scenery in front of him, he got up from the bed in a panic, and before he could see the layout of the room clearly.

But suddenly felt a pain on the back of his hand. He looked down and saw that there was a piece of blue on the back of his hand, and there was a needle hole on it. After seeing his situation,

He Yi looked at the room in a daze. The room with the gray and black main color was mixed with some beige. After looking around, He Yi's memory was back little by little.

She was weak all over and fell back to the bed.

Just as she was in memory, the bedroom door was opened, Han Jin was still wearing the clothes she had last night, carrying a tray, and an old lady was following behind her.

The tray was placed on the bedside table, Han Jin stood beside the bed without moving, the old lady stepped forward, checked her situation with a smile, and then left with confidence.

There were only two parties left in the room, and they suddenly fell into silence...
Chapter completed!