"Qi Ze, I will always be on your side."

Li Jiang rubbed Qiao Yanran's head.

Qiao Yanran quietly arranges her wig for fear that Li Jiang will roll down her wig. Fortunately, the quality of her wig is good.

"Well, it's time to apply the medicine."

Li Jiang looked at the time and habitually took out the small medicine box.

The thick gauze on Qiao Yanran's shoulder came out for a few days.

Under the bandage, the wound had a thick crust.

Qiao Yanran tilted her head and looked at the red scab on her shoulder. She felt a little itchy. She couldn't help scratching the wound.

"Don't move!"

Li Jiang stretched out his hand, grasped her wrist, looked at the wound carefully, dipped some liquid medicine with a cotton swab, and gently wiped it on her wound.

"Itchy, itchy."

Qiao Yanran felt that there was a small insect crawling on the wound. It itched so much that she had the heart to buckle the scab off her shoulder.

"Itching is a good thing, which means your wound is about to heal."

Li Jiang rewound a layer of gauze and finally tied a bow to put a waterproof protective cover on her shoulder.

"I'll take a bath first, and I'll come out soon. When I'm finished, I'll help you do it later."

Li Jiang said and entered the bathroom.

Before long, Li Jiang came out wearing a bathrobe and wiping his wet hair.

Qiao Yanran refused Li Jiang's kindness and went into the bathroom with her pajamas in her arms.

As for Qi Ze's refusal, Li Jiang didn't force him. He nodded and said, "OK, if you have any inconvenience, please call me. I'll be right outside the door."

For Qi Ze's reaction, it is still in his expectation.

After all, they two men together, the heart more or less have a threshold, give him some time.

After Li Jiang and Qi Ze entered the bathroom, he took out a white shirt from the cupboard.

This shirt is very short, only to the position of the chest, Li Jiang extended his long arm, put on the coat, and tied a beautiful bow by the way.

What goes with this short shirt is a white tassel skirt.

After finishing dressing, Li Jiang came to the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, lay down on the big bed and turned over.

Qiao Yanran because of the wound on her arm, it's not convenient to take a bath. After she takes a bath, it's more than an hour later.

She opened the door and was stunned by what she saw.

Li Jiang lay on the big bed, with one hand on his head. His long and narrow eyes were stained with lust. His right leg bent slightly, and his long white tassel fell down.

He was quite satisfied with Qi Ze's performance. He hooked his lips. His voice was low and magnetic. It was like a small hook.

"Qi Ze, I wash white."

Xiaoyuwan is forced to go offline again.

Qiao Yanran

She went to the bed and sat beside Li Jiang. She felt that the man in front of her couldn't connect with Li Jiang in her mind.

Qiao Yanran couldn't help laughing. She rubbed Li Jiang's face and asked her soul, "Li Jiang, how did you wear pinru's clothes?"

"It's just for you."

Li Jiang said that and knocked Qi Ze down.

Because of Qi Ze's wound, Li Jiang is very careful.

I don't know when the headlight of the room was turned off, leaving only a warm yellow bedside lamp to spread orange on the whole room.

Qiao Yanran tilted her head slightly. She faintly felt that her little waistcoat might not hold.