C650 I'm Sorry I Didn't Do It on Purpose
C650 I'm Sorry I Didn't Do It on Purpose
She turned around and looked at him, only to see that his eyes were dark and deep, and there was a look of interest between his brows.
Xiong Miao knew what he meant.
Her face heated up again and she returned to her normal actions. She used a hot towel to wipe his legs. "You are injured. You should lie down properly and not let your thoughts run wild."
Although she knew that Zhan Yeling's energy had always been very good, he was already like this and was still restless.
She really did not know what to say to him.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Zhan Yeling said.
"I know you're fine, but you're injured. We'll talk when you recover, okay?" Xiong Miao rolled up his other leg as she spoke.
Her words were like a very light feather that cut across Zhan Yeling's heart. It made his heart throb.
So, she was inviting him?
What she meant was that when he recovered, she would accept his caress?
The happiest thing was that she was willing to do it.
"Okay, when I get out of the hospital, you can wash up and lie on the bed." His deep voice was filled with evil.
His words were so obvious, how could Xiong Miao not understand?
Her face could not help but warm up a little.
She shyly lowered her head, but her hands did not stop moving, gently wiping his legs.
Next, he used a hot towel to wipe his big hands, then his chest.
Since he was pushed out of the operating theater, Xiong Miao had not seen the wound on his chest being treated like this.
At this moment, he unbutton his buttons, revealing his strong and clearly defined chest. His chest area was covered with white gauze, and the gauze revealed a yellow color. That was the medicine on it.
The place where the gauze was bandaged floated up and down with his breathing.
Xiong Miao's hot towel was at the bottom of his wound and was gently wiping it down. She was afraid that if she moved too much, it would affect his wound and he would feel pain.
Xiong Miao was too focused. Even Zhan Yeling's obsidian like gaze tightly grabbed onto her for a long time but she did not notice it.
It was only when her hot towel rubbed against his stomach that her tensed nerves relaxed a little.
"Pants, do you want to take them off?" Zhan Yeling's low magnetic voice suddenly rang out.
"Hmm?" Xiong Miao raised her head in shock and looked at him.
However, she saw that his handsome face was filled with ridicule. "Shouldn't you wipe the place where your pants are covering?"
How could she not know what was under your pants?
His words were too bewitching, and it made people think that he was elegant. In addition, he had a flirtatious tone with his voice at the end of the sentence.
Xiong Miao's face turned red when she heard him.
"There's no need for that. Doctor Cheng did not give an explanation." Xiong Miao averted her gaze and her face turned red.
"There are too many things that Cheng Jiuyuan didn't tell me. You don't even need to do them?" Zhan Yeling raised his eyebrows.
Xiong Miao actually understood the meaning of his words.
"Didn't I already say that I will wait for you to recover... Eh... " Before she could finish speaking, she was stopped by his large palm. With a strong pull, she was pulled down and her lips were grabbed.
His powerful breath sprayed between her nostrils. It was so deep and real.
"I'm sorry, I'm only here to deliver porridge." A voice suddenly sounded at the door.
Xiong Miao immediately realized the distance between her and Zhan Yeling. In her panic, she placed her hands on his chest and quickly straightened her body.
"Hmm..." Zhan Yeling was pushed by her gravity and grunted.
Xiong Miao was embarrassed and anxious. She saw Gu Yi quickly walk over and put the porridge on the coffee table. He nodded at her and smiled at her. Then, he left the ward at the speed of light.