The injured finger was wrapped in his warm thin lips, as if an electric current was flowing through it.
In the next second, she was picked up and walked all the way to the bedroom.
"Li Beijue" "Shut up."
The black-faced man carried her all the way into the bedroom, kicked her back, and closed the door.
Then he brutally put her on the bed, with a stiff face, and without speaking, he took out the family medicine kit from the cupboard, and squatted down on one knee in front of her.
He took her injured hand and placed it on her leg.
"I'll do it myself."
As soon as Ji Enen's hand retracted, his wrist was firmly buckled, Li Beijue's eyebrows were twisted together, seeing that she cut the wound on her finger, it was like seeing a big wound that would kill her, her brows were about to be twisted, and he quickly raised his head and scolded her, "Don't move" Ji Eun was firmly grasped by him and couldn't move.
It's up to him to treat his wounds.
She had just wandered when the fruit knife accidentally cut her finger, but the wound was not deep.
Li Beijue helped her press it with a cotton swab for a while, and the bleeding stopped.
He seemed to be irritated by the blood on the swab and threw it into the trash.
Then he took out the red potion from the medicine box, "It's for disinfection, it will hurt." ” The next sentence is, "You also caused the pain." ” He said it so ruthlessly, when he rubbed the red potion, he still didn't help wipe the disinfectant alcohol like last time, and poured the alcohol directly on Ji Enen's wound.
Instead, he took another cotton swab out of the box where the swab was placed, dipped the potion from the bottle, and applied it to her.
He probably had never treated a wound so lightly, and he had been stiff several times, but he accidentally poked Ji Eun's wound with a cotton swab.
Ji Eun hissed in pain.
Every time she hissed, Li Beijue's movements stiffened again.
Stiff to the back, the green tendons on his forehead are rising, looking at his forbearant expression, Ji Eun has a feeling that he will suddenly stand up at any time, drop things directly, and stop drying.
However, despite the irritation written on Li Beijue's face, he still squatted in front of her on one knee, firmly grasped her wrist, and bowed his head to help her deal with the small wound on his thumb with extreme patience.
Ji Eun looked at him standing on his side as if he was standing on the side, and he understood why Linnaeus and Sheng Aiyi would take a fancy to Li Beijue.
To be honest, a man like Li Beijue, as long as a woman is not blind, will take a fancy to him.
Temper aside, he is really the kind of man who can rely on his face and temperament to reach the pinnacle of life even if he becomes a worthless poor bastard.
This kind of man is the kind of man who would rather work harder and earn more money, but also want to raise him at home, take a few more glances when eating, look at the face that is so good to see the extreme, and can eat a few more bites of food.
What's more, Li Beijue himself is not a worthless pauper, he has a dazzling identity and a proud family background. has been liked by such a man, it is really hard to imagine the scene of separation one day.
Ji Eun couldn't help but think of the phone call and the scene he saw at the door of the hotel, and his heart was sullen and a little panicked.
She opened her mouth, just about to speak.
Helping her take care of her wounds, the man who had attached Bondi suddenly raised his head, and his sharp eagle eyes just caught her peeking gaze aa2705221: