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093: "Holding Hands"
Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, smiling loosely and playfully: "Originally, I wanted you to lend me the homework to look at, but if you want to help me write it yourself, you can."
"..."
Jiang Lingzhi choked with a mouthful of old blood.
Then she delivered it to the door herself?
She felt that if she talked to him again, she might get angry and get sick.
Jiang Lingzhi endured and endured, took a deep breath, and silently picked up the hydrogen peroxide: "Hand, stretch it out."
A true lady will not lose her temper easily.
Li Shunan lowered his head, and the corner of his lips hooked up.
He also knows how to accept it when he sees it. If he provokes her again, the little girl is probably going to be really angry.
He sat up straight and passed his hand.
Jiang Lingzhi opened the lid of the hydrogen peroxide.
She saw a well-knotted palm stretched out to her.
The boy's complexion tends to be fair, the knuckles are slender, and the bone shape is very beautiful.
Jiang Lingzhi stared at the hand that was stretched out in front of her, her fingers holding the hydrogen peroxide trembled, and she suddenly realized something.
It was a boy's hand.
Although it's just rubbing medicine, it is inevitable that you will encounter it.
She had never held hands with a boy, or had such close contact.
Jiang Lingzhi hesitated for a while, but still didn't dare to touch it. The other hand hung down beside him in embarrassment, and the small hand holding the hydrogen peroxide was hanging above him, pouring the hydrogen peroxide onto the injured place on the back of his hand.
Li Shunan frowned slightly, leaned forward, and couldn't help laughing: "Doctor Xiao Jiang's way of treating patients' wounds is very unique."
As soon as he heard this, he knew he was making fun of her.
Jiang Ling ignored him and focused on her medical career.
Li Shunan tilted his head slightly, with deep eyebrows, staring at the girl's drooping eyelashes, raised his hand deliberately, and was about to touch her eyelashes, his voice was low and slow: "So far, can you see clearly?"
His hands moved around, and the hydrogen peroxide was in the wrong place for a while, wasting a lot, and it couldn't be completely disinfected at all.
Jiang Lingzhi frowned, and subconsciously raised his other hand, grabbed his big palm, and steadied his hand: "Alas, can you stop moving, I'm in the wrong place."
As soon as the words fell, the two of them froze in place.
In a subconscious action, her two hands clasped together unexpectedly.
The boy's palm is very large, and the palm is a warm touch, which is transmitted clearly.
But the boy's hand is different from the girl's hand. The slightly rough hand feel seems to be infinitely magnified at this moment.
Jiang Lingzhi could clearly hear her heartbeat thumping in her chest.
She shook her hand, quickly let go of his hand, and took her own back.
Like a little kid who did something wrong, staring at him eagerly.
Li Shunan didn't smile anymore, his light brown eyes were a little darker, staring straight at her.
He had seen girls write before, with beautiful hands, fair and slender.
After touched it today, found that not only does it look beautiful, but when held it just now, it was like a boneless, smooth and soft mass.
After a while, he burst into a smile, leaned back in the chair lazily, and his tone returned to his stern look: "Why are you so nervous, and you haven't held hands with the boys?"
Jiang Lingzhi also realized that his reaction seemed to be a bit extreme.
She frowned angrily and turned her eyes away: "You think everyone is the same as you."