Su Shao's smile is very charming

He was petting her, but it was only because of his dead cat.He allows his pets to act recklessly in front of others.But in front of the master...

A pet should look like a pet!

With a cold face, Su Qingcheng opened the drawer of the cabinet beside the table, and found a shiny object in the deepest part of the drawer. It was a key.

He held the key tightly, and although the corner of his mouth was hooked, he couldn't see a half-smile.

Lan Jingyi in the living room was very comfortable at the moment. Although she didn't have time to take a shower, she had enough time to change out her unlucky skirt.

She wore the most common t-shirt and shorts, pure cotton fabric, which was light and soft, making her body very relaxed and comfortable.

"I have a little donkey that I never rode until one day I... ah... ah... went to the market..." Lan Jingyi hummed a tune that had forgotten half of the lyrics, shaking her head from side to side, with her back to the living room, On a wooden table by the wall, I was playing with a small iron plate.

Lan Jingyi moved swiftly, tearing the wrapping papers one by one, and a pungent smell dissipated immediately.

Lan Jingyi curled her lips and imagined for a while how this mighty Su Qingcheng would grit her teeth and scream in her hands later.

In a good mood, she resumed the tune she had just cut off, "Until one day I... ah... ah..."

"It's starting to be called right now?" There was a warm breath in the ear, and the words were clear in a deep voice.

"You... ah!" Before she could turn her head completely, the people behind her suddenly exerted force, and Lan Jingyi felt that she could not stand still, and she subconsciously grabbed the corner of the table.

Su Qingcheng's face was cold, and his hand movements were very rough. Regardless of Lan Jingyi's body that was about to fall to the ground, he still used his elbows to push her away.

"Wow!" The iron plate on the table, together with Lan Jingyi, slammed down hard on the ground.

"If the cat is too wild, it won't be likable!" Su Qingcheng folded her arms and took a step back, leaning against the back of the sofa and sitting down.

He glanced coldly at Lan Jingyi who was on the ground, who was dizzy, and turned to look at the upside-down iron plate.

What is this woman playing with?Why is there a smell of wine?
Lan Jingyi on the ground had good intentions, but she didn't want to be treated like this.At this moment, her heart was burning straight up, and she didn't bother to look at the burning pain between her fingers, she just lay on her back, reluctantly moved her hand, and brushed the hair on her face aside.

Cats that are too wild to be liked?Did she ever expect to be liked?She wished that Su Qingcheng, the young master of the Su family, would hate her so much that she would let herself go and the person lying in the hospital as soon as possible.In this way, she and the poor Ling Yudong may still be able to live a peaceful life in the future.

"What were you doing just now?" Su Qingcheng seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and her tone was no longer as cold as before.But Lan Jingyi could tell that he was still questioning her in the tone of a master.

People are under the eaves... Lan Jingyi breathed out, pushed herself up and sat up, ready to bow her head.

"I didn't do anything, I'll just clean it up!" As she said, she changed from sitting to kneeling, first picked up a roll of gauze scattered in her hand, and tightly clenched her left hand so that the warm liquid that kept oozing out would Don't get dirty on other people's floors.

Picking up another roll of gauze, rubbing it together, the thick red and black blood spots formed a crimson arc.

Today's alcohol bottles are all packaged in plastic, which cannot be broken, and only emits clear liquid. In such a short time, the liquid has evaporated and there is nothing left.

Lan Jingyi poured the remaining half bottle of alcohol on the gauze, leaned forward, and started rubbing the crimson arc again.

Su Qingcheng seemed to be unable to stand it any longer. He stood up again, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Could it be that when she said she was going to get the medicine box, she was not trying to trick herself into letting go of her, but really, to bandage her own wound?
Thinking of this, Su Qingcheng felt more and more uncomfortable with the dry stain on his left arm.The blood-soaked arm seemed to be swollen at the moment, with a faint itching and numbness.

"I'm asking you, what were you doing just now?" Su Qingcheng asked again paranoidly, stepped out with one step, and stood on the ground that Lan Jingyi wanted to wipe clean, blocking her.

Pets who don't argue with their masters, each takes what he needs and is happy for himself.

Lan Jingyi withdrew her expression, with a slight smile on her face, raised her face to look at Su Qingcheng, and said casually: "I have nothing to do, just tidy up my things!"

Seeing Lan Jingyi's appearance, Su Qingcheng felt that she seemed a little stingy just now.He, Su Qingcheng, whoever he wants to ask to do what he wants, just use all means to ask her to do it for him obediently, no matter what he wants or not.

He turned and went straight to the sofa, threw off his suit while walking, and sat down on the sofa casually, then turned to look at Lan Jingyi again, "It's so late, I don't want to go to the hospital, come and clean my wound!"

"Yes!" Lan Jingyi replied and dropped the things in her hand.After a lot of tossing, the result was still the same, except that all the medicines prepared in the small iron plate just now fell to the ground, and now I had to start over.

In the festive and warm living room, two white figures curled up on the sofa.The white shirt on Su Qingcheng's body was originally intended to be taken off, but he suddenly thought of something, and stubbornly put one sleeve on again, and casually wrapped the other half around his waist.

His slender arm was stretched to one side as far as possible, and it rested obliquely on Lan Jingyi's knee. Lan Jingyi half-curled her leg, so that the terrible wound on the long arm was close to her chest.

"Be patient! It will be fine soon!"

Lan Jingyi dipped another cotton wool and carefully rubbed it towards the end of the wound.

Su Qingcheng was surprised and didn't say a word, but Lan Jingyi understood that the disinfectant was very irritating, and it wouldn't hurt to encounter disinfectant without a wound.

Although Su Qingcheng could not hold back his voice, he couldn't help the muscles on his body trembling slightly due to tension, and he couldn't help the fine sweat continuously seeping out from his slightly reddened skin.

Looking at Su Qingcheng's body, Lan Jingyi wanted to comfort him for no reason, but she didn't know what to say when the words came to her lips.

"Have you seen enough?" Before Lan Jingyi could speak, Su Qingcheng suddenly turned her face around, the tip of his nose was slightly wet, and his thin skin was also slightly flushed.

"Who's looking at what?" Lan Jingyi hurriedly covered it up, after thinking for a while, she felt that Su Qingcheng's question had another meaning.

The young master of the Su family grew up in the Golden House. His skin is pure and noble. In addition, he himself likes sports and exercises deliberately. This figure...is indeed a rare good line and texture.

His Yingying Yanyan must all be full of praise for his figure, otherwise, how could this Su Qingcheng be so narcissistic!

"Hiss... what are you doing!" Su Qingcheng shuddered in pain, and immediately frowned and complained to Lan Jingyi.

Accidentally, the strength of her hand was wrong, Lan Jingyi immediately smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay, that's all right!"

Wrapping the bandages layer by layer, Lan Jingyi only felt that she was also sweating all over.

Tie a knot at the end, and it's considered a great success. Lan Jingyi threw off Su Qingcheng's arm, stood up by herself, and stretched wantonly.

As soon as she raised her arms above her head, she suddenly felt her clothes tightened, and the back waist seemed to be pulled by someone, and the cold wind directly poured into the clothes.

"What are you in a hurry for?" As he spoke, Su Qingcheng used more force, and directly pulled Lan Jingyi onto the sofa again.

Lan Jingyi panicked, and quickly covered her clothes tightly. Su Qingcheng, a pervert, what is he planning to do?
Seeing the other party like this, Su Qingcheng sneered, looking straight at Lan Jingyi's toes from her hair, he stared at her chest with a secretive face, and said with a half smile: "I need me!"

"Then you just..." Lan Jingyi didn't want to believe it.

"Who knows, it's just asking for trouble..." Su Qingcheng said with a look of remorse.

Although it's a good thing that Su Qingcheng didn't have such thoughts, Lan Jingyi felt a little lost unconsciously when he heard him say it so carelessly. Really, is it so unappetizing?

While in a daze, Su Qingcheng suddenly came up to him.He only had one right hand, so he curled up his legs, raised his hand and pulled Lan Jingyi's left wrist, pinching her left palm between his knees.

Before Lan Jingyi could struggle, a drop of cold liquid dripped on her fingertips in an instant, causing a tingling pain in her fingertips, and after that, the burning sensation dissipated immediately.

"It's not the first time I've wrapped a cat's paws. It's no worse than your skill just now!" Su Qingcheng said proudly, and lifted the band-aid seal with one hand. A small bloody mouth was tightly covered.

After wrapping, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the corners of his eyes were squinting, not looking at Lan Jingyi's face at all.

"You clean up these things, I'm going to bed!" Let go of Lan Jing's hand, put down the small iron plate, Su Qingcheng still maintained his complacent posture, he raised his hand to push Lan Jingyi who was in the way , went straight up to the wedding room at the top of the stairs.

Lan Jingyi was noncommittal, that room was Su Qingcheng's original bedroom, where he slept every night.

As for his flamboyance just now... He doesn't think he's the best, and it's better than anything else to get a good night's sleep.

Lan Jingyi returned the small plate to its original position, vacated the sofa, and then spread out her quilt to cover it.

After washing and washing casually, she still put on the cotton clothes, turned off the lights, and lay down comfortably under the quilt above the sofa.

The room was dark, but the moonlight outside was bright, and the fragments of moonlight coming in through the large windows of the villa did not illuminate anything, but it made the stone house much more gentle and quiet.

She closed her eyes comfortably, turned around, and turned her head into the sofa.

"Can you go in some more!" A gust of wind suddenly came in behind, and then, a cold object suddenly stuck to it.

Just as Lan Jingyi was about to yell, her mouth was covered immediately.