Lu Miao shook her legs and vaguely recalled: "The latest one seems to have been hidden when you were recovering at home."

"Are you going to eat it?" She handed him the half-bitten chocolate.

"Don't eat," Jiang Haoyue tilted her head: "I've brushed my teeth."

This information made Lu Miao excited immediately: No, Jiang Haoyue has to eat chocolate, and he will eat it too, so he won't urge her to brush her teeth later.

"Eat! Eat!"

The half-dry hair slipped out of his hands, and she sat up from the bed and brought the chocolate to his mouth.

"It's super delicious."

The little girl looked at him, her bright eyes filled with anticipation.

She could smell the aroma of chocolate that was close at hand, and she smiled sweetly, with shards of chocolate remaining on her lips.

Jiang Haoyue opened her mouth abruptly, and took a bite of the chocolate that she had devoured.

The rich fragrance melted in his mouth, and he had a strange hallucination, as if he could taste the sweetness of the corner of her mouth.

Lu Miao stared at him after biting, and immediately withdrew his hand.

The goal is achieved, and she can eat the rest of the chocolate slowly.

The sweetness in his mouth dissipated, and he licked his lips. He regained his senses and continued to blow her hair.

"By the way," Jiang Haoyue did not forget to explain: "Go brush your teeth with me after eating."

In the end, Lu Miao put on a thick sweater and pants with great trouble.

Following behind Jiang Haoyue, she slowly went out and brushed her teeth before returning to bed.

It was late at night.

The wind was blowing outside, and it sounded cold.

Having done too much today, Lu Miao was dazed and dazed, and his eyelids began to droop down uncontrollably as he touched the pillow.

Jiang Haoyue did not turn off the lights and was still busy.

She heard the sound of rummaging through the plastic bags, and then he took a few things and sat down beside the bed.

The quilt was opened from the outside, and the cold wind came in. Lu Miao shrank his shoulders uncomfortably, and said vaguely, "Why?"

"Give you a smear before going to bed, and you continue to sleep."

The arm was held, and then there was a gentle tearing sound. don't know what kind of liquid was on the wound, it was a little painful, and a little cold, and his movements were very gentle.

Lu Miao tried her best to open her eyes.

She saw Jiang Haoyue change a cotton swab and dip it in some iodine.

He stared at her face and leaned down.

When he got close, she could smell the faint, cold soapy fragrance on his body.

His breath was close to his ears, and the light fell behind him.

Mouth pain.

"hiss"

The cotton swab was carefully smeared there, and Lu Miao remembered in a trance that there was indeed a break there.

He blew lightly on her, and the sore spot was not so cold.

"Be patient, and apply medicine to the bruised area." His voice was low and rustling.

The quilt beside his feet was lifted, and Lu Miao's drowsiness dissipated instantly: "No more, no more."

She hid in the bed, the weak protest was like a kitten's meowing, so weak that it had no weight.

Jiang Haoyue dripped plenty of safflower oil on the cotton, moved forward a little, and grabbed her with the quilt into his arms.

"It has to be painted, and the bruises will be rubbed off, and it will heal faster."

Look at what he said lightly, and she is not a fool. It would be so painful to rub and rub her hand on the bruised area.

"It doesn't hurt at all, trust me, I'm very light." Seeing her concern, he promised her softly.

Xin Jiang Haoyue is a ghost... Lu Miao cried out in pain, and the migratory pain was under his control, she couldn't move even if she wanted to escape.

She called her, he took his medicine, and turned a deaf ear to her cries.

The smell of safflower oil spread in one room.

The bruised area is sore and hot.

"It's alright, don't paint it! Go away! Woohoo! I don't want to paint it anymore!" She wailed, without stopping for a moment.

"What did you do earlier?"

Jiang Haoyue lowered her eyes and asked her while rubbing.

"At the time, I didn't know the pain, I didn't know I was afraid? I was all focused on me, and I didn't need my brain?"

——Yes, it was because of him that he was injured.

"Actually, it doesn't hurt too much." Lu Miao gritted her teeth and held on tight.

As if the person who was screaming a few seconds ago was not her.

"You are stupid."

He sighed, his eyes gloomy.

"Oh! Does Jiang Haoyue feel bad for me?"

Lu Miao quickly squeezed his chin, trying to look at his uncomfortable eyes.

"That's right! It's 300 percent that I feel bad for me!"

She was complacent, and her excited tone was as if she was holding a grand ceremony. If Lu Miao had a long tail, her tail would have been raised to the sky by now.

——It turns out that the hot face is not attached to the cold butt!

——The cold butt is distressed and the hot face is wronged, and I am worried that the hot face will be cold!

"Cold ass was caught!" She thought so, and said.

He turned his head and shook her hand away.

Jiang Haoyue was angry that she was still in the mood to joke, laughing and laughing, she was really heartless.

"cough……"

"Are you angry?"

Lu Miao had had enough trouble, cleared her throat and stopped laughing.

"That, it didn't hurt much before, and now, the wound has been treated." Reflection or something is impossible, and I will do it again, because it is worth it.

She comforted the troubled him, took the initiative to show her kindness, and grabbed his fingers.

Jiang Haoyue's hands were cold, while Lu Miao's was warm.

She felt that he was very comfortable, and she held it tightly, involuntarily wanting to squeeze a few times.

His expression finally loosened.