Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 113 The Young League Mainly Loves and Kills Me (67)

Han Yu didn't sleep well this time, and had nightmares again and again.

When another vague bloody picture flashed through the dream, he finally opened his eyes suddenly and woke up.

Turning her head, she found that Liu Hongyuan had slipped out of bed at some point, lit a lamp, and was facing the palm-sized bronze mirror, fumbling to apply medicine to herself.

Liu Hongyuan's back was facing him at the moment, and Han Yu frowned tightly when he saw her bruised back.

A trace of emotion called heartache flashed faintly, but he forcibly ignored it and suppressed it to the bottom of his heart.

Bai Ling didn't deliberately avoid giving the puppy medicine.

But when she opened her pain shield, she completely forgot that she was still wounded.

It wasn't until she was sound asleep at night that she drowsily removed the shielding that she was jolted awake, waking up from the painful dream.

At this time, Bai Ling felt more and more that Liu Hongyuan was a brat who wanted to die.

I don't know what posture to hit myself so that there is no good meat all over my body.

She spent most of the bottle of medicine before painting all the bruises that were visible to the naked eye, and the rest... was her back that she couldn't see.

Bai Ling pinched the gauze, feeling a little worried.

...How about just painting your back all over?

But the amount of medicine in her bottle was only enough to cover half of it.

Is it painted on the top half or the bottom half, the left half or the right half, or just randomly painted at an angle?
Just thinking about how to make the medicine soak up the rain and dew as much as possible, suddenly a small hand stretched out from behind, took the gauze over,

Han Yu lowered his head not to look at her, and whispered, "I'll help you."

"That's up to you." Bai Ling raised his eyebrows, unceremoniously shoved the medicine bottle into his hand, and said, "Keep some, in case something happens later, it can be a little emergency thing."

Han Yu nodded, dipped in the medicine, and carefully applied it to the wound on her back.

There were bruises and abrasions on those wounds, and blood had already leaked out in many places, but unexpectedly there was not much fishy smell, instead there was a calm medicinal fragrance.

...It's this smell again.

While Bai Ling wasn't paying attention, he leaned close to the mouth of the medicine bottle and sniffed it.

The taste is different.

Liu Hongyuan had only bathed at night, and he was sure that she hadn't applied anything on her body except this medicine.

Then it could only be... the smell she exudes.

He really wanted to ask her what was going on, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make a sound.

The little dog left suddenly took the lead again, and gently helped Bai Ling apply the medicine.

Han Yu was stunned, unable to suppress his uneasiness.

This is... a major event that will affect the future?

After all the wounds were painted, Bai Ling put away the medicine bottle with the bottom left, carried Han Yu to the bed, and pressed him, "Okay, go to sleep."

Han Yu nodded, but could no longer fall asleep.

On the other hand, Liu Hongyuan fell into a deep sleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

It seemed really exhausting.

Han Yu sighed, and simply sat up, helping to tuck her up corners of the quilt carefully.

Although this is what he has always wanted to know, the lost memory, but the feeling of being able to just watch history repeat itself without being able to interrupt it is really not pleasant.

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Han Yu was awakened by the smell of rice.

He opened his eyes and moved his sore neck, only to realize that he had fallen asleep sitting up against the wall.

Liu Hongyuan took away the thin bag under his nose, and with a scheming smile on her face, she pulled him to the bed, "Get up, eat something, and then..."

She paused for a moment before continuing, "Then there are some things I want to discuss with you."

The beautiful little face is still smiling.

Han Yu was keenly aware of the tension in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)