Chapter 2210

Listening to Shen Qingqing's words, Leng Shaoheng's face showed an embarrassed look.

Leng Shaoheng coughs to hide his embarrassment and touches his nose.

"How do you know?"

Shen Qingqing raised her eyes, pursed her lips and laughed: "if you really don't want me to know, will those things appear on the tea table?"

With Leng Shaoheng's temperament, he will certainly take away everything on the tea table.

Besides, the housekeeper's appearance is too coincidental.

"Since you know I did it on purpose, why did you come up?"

Leng Shaoheng looked at her and asked hesitantly.

Shen Qingqing sighed and took out the red potion, but did not answer.

She didn't know why she came up.

Mingming is very clear in her heart that it's just a bitter trick of Leng Shaoheng, but she still can't help it and comes up with the medicine box.

"Hands out."

Leng Shaoheng takes out his hand from behind.

Looking at his hand, Shen Qingqing took a cold breath.

She thought Leng Shaoheng's hand was not a big deal, but after seeing it clearly, she found that Leng Shaoheng's hand was more than scratched, and her fingers were full of scars.

"What did you do?"

All over the sky, should not be to such a degree, right?

Leng Shaoheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and explained with a smile, "it's nothing. At the beginning, he wanted to make you a bunch of roses, which were scratched by the thorns on the roses."

Thorns on roses.

Shen Qingqing frowned: "is it still painful?"

"It doesn't hurt at all."

Leng Shaoheng wanted to sell Shen Qingqing when she came up, but after looking at her worried eyes, he swallowed the words.

Shen Qingqing twisted her brows and carefully wiped his hands with a cotton swab.

"Hiss!"

Although it doesn't hurt any more, the pain of alcohol burning on the wound makes Leng Shaoheng cry out.

"It still hurts?"

Shen Qingqing immediately stopped the movement of his hand and looked closer at his finger.

I don't know if it's the reason why she moved too much, and the wound began to bleed again.

"Why is it bleeding again?"

"It's OK. You can take the medicine directly."

Leng Shaoheng reaches out his hand, takes out the band aid from the medicine box and puts it in front of Shen Qingqing.

Shen Qingqing was afraid that his wound would crack again, so the movement on his hand was softer.

She carefully put the cotton swab on Leng Shaoheng's wound. This time, her action was softer than before, and her hair dropped from her ear.

The faint fragrance on his body penetrated Leng Shaoheng's nose and made him swallow.

After Leng Shaoheng had prepared, the stimulation of the liquid medicine had no great pain.

"All right."

Although the wound is less, but Shen Qingqing is afraid of cold, less constant stabbing pain, slowed down a lot of action, so it is very slow.

Leng Shaoheng suddenly felt the fragrance left, suddenly stunned, and then recovered.

"Just stick on the band aid yourself."

Shen Qingqing noticed something wrong with Leng Shaoheng, put the medicine box on the table, and suddenly stood up.

Hearing Shen Qingqing's words, Leng Shaoheng quickly reaches for her hand.

"You help me."

"Can't you?" Shen Qingqing didn't dare to exert herself. She could only let Leng Shaoheng hold her hand.

Leng Shaoheng said in a hurry: "my hand will hurt. Please stick it on for me."

In desperation, Shen Qingqing could only sit back to Leng Shaoheng again.

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