What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

"Well, Sister Qingluo, it's still early, please sit down for a while~"

Xiao Han's throat was dry and he licked his lips unconsciously.

"Hmm~"

Lin Qingluo hummed softly through her nose, not daring to look directly into Xiao Han's eyes, holding the corner of her clothes and stepping back.

"Sister Qingluo, be careful~"

Xiao Han didn't finish his words.

He heard Lin Qingluo exclaim "Ah~" and fell to the side in a hurry.

It turned out that in her panic, she stepped on Xiao Han's shoes that were taken off by the bed.

Xiao Han reacted instantly, stepped forward and reached out to hug him.

He held his back with his left hand and wrapped his right hand around his thigh.

In shock, Lin Qingluo hooked her hands around Xiao Han's neck.

The two looked at each other.

"Are you okay? Sister Qingluo."

Xiao Han asked with concern.

Lin Qingluo had calmed down and looked at Xiao Han with sparkles in his eyes.

"It's okay, I was just shocked."

Lin Qingluo said shyly, and at this time she could already feel the temperature of Xiao Han's arm.

Feeling hot and dry all over.

Looking at Lin Qingluo's rosy cheeks, Xiao Han felt relieved.

Only then did I notice their postures.

My right hand felt cool and silky, and I couldn't help but move it up and down a few times.

"Hmm~"

Lin Qingluo gasped, put her arms around Xiao Han's neck and buried her head in his chest.

"Bad guys~"

Her shy cry came from her chest.

Only then did Xiao Han realize what he had just done, and he did not dare to move his right hand again.

"Hurry up and help me up~"

Lin Qingluo was lying in Xiao Han's arms, taking out her left hand and beating his chest, saying coquettishly.

"Okay~"

Xiao Han used his left hand to lift Lin Qingluo up, and his right hand slid upwards.

Hands full of silky smoothness!

"Virtue~"

Lin Qingluo felt Xiao Han's movements, blushed and rolled her eyes at him.

Xiao Han took back his right hand and smiled.

"Ouch~"

Just as Lin Qingluo was about to take a step, there was a sudden sharp pain in his left foot.

"what happened?"

Xiao Han quickly held his hand again, looked at Lin Qingluo's frowning brows and asked with concern.

"My feet seem to be sprained."

Lin Qingluo raised his left foot and moved it slightly, feeling a throbbing pain.

"Quick, sit down first and let me take a look."

Xiao Han said, helping Lin Qingluo to the bed and sitting down.

After squatting down, he couldn't help but lift Lin Qingluo's left foot.

"Is it this one?"

Xiao Han raised his head and asked.

"Hmm~"

Lin Qingluo held the bed with both hands and looked to the side shyly.

"I'll try it first. If it hurts, just say something."

As he spoke, Xiao Han began to gently knead his ankle, looking for the injured area.

"Does it hurt here?"

Xiao Han asked softly while squeezing.

"It doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore."

After being kneaded by Xiao Han for such a while, Lin Qingluo blushed as if she was about to bleed.

After hearing her answer, Xiao Han combined his own judgment and felt relieved.

"It's not a big problem. It's probably a little bruised. I'll rub it with medicinal wine later and it'll be fine tomorrow."

"But this is the first time you have sprained your feet. Your name should be Princess Weijiao."

Xiao Han said with a smile on his face.

Lin Qingluo was embarrassed by what he said and pretended to kick him.

"Don't move around. Just wait a moment while I go outside to get some medicinal wine."

Xiao Han looked up at Lin Qingluo and gently put down his left foot.

Lin Qingluo nodded slightly.

After Xiao Han turned around, she clamped her legs together, covered her face and fell down on the bed.

It's such a shame.

Hearing Xiao Han's footsteps, Lin Qingluo sat up quickly.

She fixed her hair and pretended nothing happened.

Xiao Han held the medicinal wine in his hand and looked at the stockings on Lin Qingluo's legs, feeling troubled.

Swallowing, he raised his head with difficulty.

"Sister Qingluo, you need to take off these socks."

"Hmm~"

Lin Qingluo's face turned redder when he heard that he had to take off his socks.

She raised her hand and put it under her skirt, pinched the corners of her socks and was about to make a move when she saw Xiao Han looking straight at her.

"Stop looking, turn around quickly~"

Lin Qingluo raised his hand to cover Xiao Han's eyes.

Under her shameful gaze, Xiao Han turned around reluctantly.

Listening to the rustling movement behind him, Xiao Han felt like a cat scratching his heart, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Oops~"

Behind him, Lin Qingluo suddenly cried out in pain.

"what happened?"

Xiao Han turned around eagerly, and his eyes were blinded by a flash of white.

"Ah~ turn around quickly."

Lin Qingluo hurriedly pulled her robe to cover her bare thighs.

This time Xiao Han didn't turn around and just looked at himself.

Lin Qingluo received a series of eye rolls.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Xiao Han put away his thoughts and asked softly.

"I don't dare to curl my left leg, and I can't take off my socks."

Lin Qingluo whispered, a little embarrassed.

Xiao Han followed her gaze and discovered the stockings hanging on her left leg.

He swallowed and looked up at Lin Qingluo.

"Sister Qingluo, then, how about I help you~"

Xiao Han said with a slight stutter.

Lin Qingluo could only nod shyly, avoiding his eyes and not daring to look at Xiao Han.

Seeing that she agreed, Xiao Han squatted down.

He reached forward with trembling hands, but in his excitement he accidentally pressed down on Lin Qingluo's leg.

Get the Q elasticity and tenderness.

Lin Qingluo instantly tensed up, snorted, raised his head and rolled his eyes at Xiao Han.

"What's that? I was a little excited and my hand slipped."

Xiao Han said softly, but had no intention of taking back his hands.

He clumsily held both sides of the stockings and rolled them down gently.

This was the first time in his life that he had done such an exciting job, and he was clumsy.

Lin Qingluo laughed at Xiao Han's stiff movements and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Don't laugh, this is my first time doing this. It's normal to be a little bit handicapped."

Xiao Han raised his head and explained seriously.

"Okay, I believe this is your first time, take it off quickly."

Lin Qingluo laughed so hard that her whole body trembled, and her nervousness disappeared.

Xiao Han guarded the long legs in front of him. When taking them off, he pretended to caress them with his hands from time to time.

Smooth and tender, the feel is invincible.

After struggling for a long time, I finally took off a small part of it.

Lin Qingluo looked down at Xiao Han, feeling moved by this bad man.

In the charming atmosphere, the two of them were a little lost.

It's a pity that no matter how long the stockings are, they will roll up to the end.

Xiao Han put the stockings aside and carefully observed the exposed ankles.

There is no sign of redness or swelling yet, so it doesn't look like a big problem.

He pressed gently, and Lin Qingluo only frowned slightly, but did not cry out in pain.

"It's right here, Sister Qingluo."

Xiao Han held his ankle and raised his head and asked.

"Well, it's right here. It doesn't hurt much anymore."

Lin Qingluo opened her red lips slightly and nodded slightly.

The foot held by Xiao Han was itchy. She wanted to pull it back, but it didn't twitch.

"Don't move around. Be careful if you sprain it again. Rub it with medicinal wine and it will be cured soon."

Xiao Han glared at Lin Qingluo and put his little foot firmly into his arms.

Lin Qingluo turned her head away angrily, her earlobes turning red.

This bad guy was obviously deliberately taking advantage of her.

He secretly glanced at Xiao Han again, but there was no rejection in his heart.

At this time, Xiao Han had already sprayed on the medicinal wine and was focusing on rubbing it. He was holding his small feet and couldn't get enough of them.

"Xiaohan, will you always treat me like this in the future? Will you get tired of it over time?"

Lin Qingluo whispered as if talking to himself.

Xiao Han's hand movements froze and he looked up at Lin Qingluo.

"It's too late to like it, so how can I get tired of it? No matter how the future changes, I will always be like this."

With that said, Xiao Han gently patted Lin Qingluo's feet.