I picked up a cat demon

A flash of lightning mixed with thunder flashed across the sky. Zhang Qixiu looked at the profile of Xin Lianlian's face under the light of the lightning, which was similar to that of Xin Lianlian in Mengxin, loosened Huangfunan's hand, and then tightened it instantly.

Taking a deep breath, Huangfu Nan frowned, resisting the urge to scold her.

"Can you be gentle! The claws are going to be useless!"

Huangfu Nan's tone was very bad, whoever was in a state of desire and dissatisfaction, finally fell asleep, and was threatened with a gun at midnight, no one would be in a good mood.

Hearing this, Zhang Qixiu gradually let go of Huangfu Nan's hand, "You are not my opponent, so don't act rashly."

Ignoring Zhang Qixiu, Huangfu Nan rubbed his wrist, this man didn't care how serious he was, he was sure his wrist must be blue!

Seeing Huangfu Nan's movements, Zhang Qixiu pursed his lips slightly, and remained silent. Just when Huangfu Nan thought he was about to apologize, he said something.

"Help me with my wound."

At that time, Huangfu Nan was so angry that the hairs all over his body exploded. He had never seen such a domineering man.

When the light was turned on, the faces of the two were exposed to the light, and each other was stunned.

Huangfu Nan did not expect such a man to be so handsome, with handsome facial features, indifferent eyes, tall body, and a strong hormonal aura exuding from his whole body, which stimulated his nerves.

When he just realized that he might be bent, let him meet such a manly man, is this really the rhythm of bending?

Although he was already mentally prepared, Zhang Qixiu was both nervous and excited when he really saw the face that he thought about day and night, he unconsciously puffed out his chest and stood up straight under Huangfu Nan's gaze.

Going back to the room and taking out the medicine box, Huang Funan used scissors to cut off the clothes on the wound on Zhang Qixiu's arm, revealing two knuckle-length wounds with ragged flesh.

The wound should be a kind of abrasion, Huangfu Nan used cotton dipped in alcohol to clean the wound carefully.

Warm breath sprayed on Zhang Qixiu's wheat-colored skin, making it numb. Under the light, the slender eyelashes cast a shadow. Zhang Qixiu looked at Huangfuyu's serious side face, and the corners of his lips raised an invisible arc. The temperature of the whole body is warmed up.

After cleaning the wound, Huangfu Nan applied some self-made medicinal powder before wrapping the wound with gauze.

After treating the wound, Zhang Qixiu took off his wet clothes and threw them aside, "Where is the bathroom?"

Looking at the old and new scars on the man's body, Huangfu Nan didn't know if his head was caught by the door, so he blurted out: "Your wound cannot touch water, do you want me to help you?"

Apparently he didn't expect Huangfu Nan to say that, Zhang Qixiu looked at Huangfu Nan in surprise.

Facing Zhang Qixiu's surprised gaze, Huangfu Nan wanted to bite his tongue, how could he speak without going through his brain?

But fortunately, Zhang Qixiu declined and went into the bathroom by himself.

Huangfu Nan lay on his back on the bed, listening to the sound of water whizzing in the bathroom, his thoughts wandered.

Suddenly, the sound of water stopped, the door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked out naked.

"No pajamas?"