It's late at night and it's time to sleep.

Although Nan Song didn't feel sleepy at all, he had experienced another close call after fighting and killing that day, so he really deserved a rest.

Besides, I have to go to Beicheng tomorrow.

Going upstairs, Nan Song and Yu Jinwen walked in tandem, walking slowly.

When she reached the door of the room, Nan Song stopped first, followed by Yu Jinwen. She turned around and met his eyes.

"You..." Nan Song felt that there were still some words left to say, but when he saw Yu Jinwen's deep eyes, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Yu Jinwen: "Huh?"

"fine."

Nan Song looked away and whispered: "We have to catch a flight tomorrow morning, so go to bed early."

She turned around and was about to enter the room.

"Xiao Song." Yu Jinwen called to her.

Nan Song's head immediately turned back, "Huh?"

Yu Jinwen looked at her arm, "Be careful of injuries on your arms when sleeping. Be careful not to touch the water when washing, and don't take a shower."

He gave a flurry of instructions.

Nan Song wanted to laugh, "I know."

Yu Jinwen reacted belatedly, "Ah, you are a doctor."

How could you not know this bit of common sense?

"And, your hands..."

He pointed to her hand.

"Huh?" Nan Song raised her left hand for no apparent reason. Under the warm yellow light of the corridor, four scratch marks on her palm were reflected, which were traces left by her nails sinking into her flesh.

I was scratched and bleeding.

The wound was not deep and she didn't care much, but he actually saw it.

"Oh, that's okay."

She said something casually, but she saw Yu Jinwen digging left and right, and actually took out a white handkerchief from his trousers pocket, and then wrapped it around Nan Song's hand.

"Your eldest brother should have put it in his pocket. It just came in handy."

Nan Song looked at the white handkerchief tied across her palm, covering her injury like a white bandage. Not to mention whether it was useful or not, it was a bit strange.

It's hard for a straight man to come up with tricks like this for an idol drama. He's so stupid.

"Excuse me, how can I wash my hands when my hands are entangled?" she asked.

Yu Jinwen thought for a while and said, "Then I won't wash it."

"..."

Nan Song raised his head and looked at him, pointing at his face, "Then how do I remove the makeup on my face?"

If he dared to say "No need to take it off", she felt that she might not be able to help but get angry.

Yu Jinwen said softly, "I still need to take off my makeup."

He proactively suggested, "Let me unload it for you."

Nan Song suddenly raised his head, totally in disbelief.

"you?"

Yes, it’s Yu Jinwen.

In the past six months, he has been trained by Ms. Luo Yin. Not only has he become familiar with many cosmetic brands, but he has also become familiar with the procedures for skin care, makeup and makeup removal.

Nan Song took Yu Jinwen into the bathroom of her room with a dubious attitude to see what he could do.

But Yu Jinwen seemed to understand very well. After writing and wiping his hands, he looked back at her and asked, "Do you need a hairband or a hairpin or something?"

Nan Song raised her eyebrows, she actually knew about hairbands and hairpins?

She took a bear hairpin, and Yu Jinwen helped her put it on. He also took a towel and put it around Nan Song's neck to prevent the water from getting wet.

Then, he looked at the bottles and jars on the sink and muttered, "First, the cleansing oil..."

I actually know about cleansing oil!

Yu Jinwen accurately picked out the cleansing oil from a pile of bottles with similar colors and all with foreign languages. He didn't even need to ask Nan Song, and said confidently: "That's it."
Chapter completed!