Chapter 1859 The High-Cold Learning God of Bullies and Scumbags (48)

But still angry.

The doorbell rang, Xia Hanyang put down the medicine and opened the door.

It was the driver who brought the food box.

The food container is thermally sealed.

Xia Hanyang took the food box and said, "You go back first, you can tell the old man about the next thing. If there is anything else, it's my fault. If you dare to say more, I will kill you."

The driver was managed obediently by him.

He gave a death order, and the driver dared not ignore him.

Only by taking everything on himself, Bai Weiwei will be fine.

Because of these troubles, someone takes care of him.

He has already dealt with the scene, and the follow-up troubles are pushed to the old man to ensure that it will be all right.

And the old man saw that he was the one who caused it.

You can only pinching your nose.

After Xia Hanyang finished speaking, he slammed the door and put the food box on the table.

He heard the bathroom door open and hardly looked back.

But she saw Bai Weiwei standing at the door of the bathroom, her bare feet shining white, slender and delicate, protruding from the rolled black trousers.

His round-toed T-shirt, with its neckline too large, slid halfway under her pretty rounded shoulders.

Long jet-black hair fell on his shoulders, and black hair swayed down his white skin.

The youthful amorous feelings, in her budding age, aroused the nerves and hearts of men.

Xia Hanyang still put one hand on the food box, and the hot temperature burrowed into his bones from the palm of his hand.

Then he felt that his whole being was hot.

Like the food in the food box, I can't wait to pop out immediately.

Xia Hanyang hurriedly lowered his head, suppressing his restless breathing.

Damn, don't you think there aren't enough beasts?

Has he turned into a wolf too?

Xia Hanyang suppressed all his thoughts that did not conform to the core values ​​of society.

Thinking of what Bai Weiwei had experienced made her body a little colder.

Then he sullenly said, "Apply the medicine first, then eat."

Bai Weiwei stood at the bathroom door hesitantly, thought for a while, and then walked slowly to the sofa.

Then she sat down properly.

Xia Hanyang's palms were sweating, he was carrying the medicine box, obviously he had already taken out the medicine and put it in the front of the medicine box.

He also pretended to look for a long time.

As if to hide his strangeness.

He took out the bruised medicated oil.

"This thing works very well. I rubbed the bruises away today, and I guarantee you will have no traces tomorrow."

Bai Weiwei was very obedient, nodded, and then stretched out her wrist.

There is a noticeable bruise on the wrist.

Bai Weiwei said, "I'll do it myself."

Xia Hanyang sullenly said, "Why did you come by yourself, you don't have enough strength to rub it off, why don't you waste my medicine."

Bai Weiwei was stunned, but didn't say anything, but still handed him her hand.

Xia Hanyang smeared the medicated oil on her bruises, and her skin was icy and slippery, especially delicate.

His fingers were hot, like fire touching water.

His fingers trembled before rubbing her bruises hard.

Bai Weiwei couldn't help but take a breath.

Xia Hanyang paused with his fingers and his ears turned red. Like revenge, he quickly rubbed away her bruises.

Then he said, "Okay, where's the next wound?"

Bai Weiwei hesitated, "I'll knead it myself."

Xia Hanyang held the medicated oil tightly, "I'm more experienced, you won't."

Bai Weiwei hesitated to look at him for a while, then bowed her head in embarrassment, then reached out and gently pulled her collar down.

The bruises on the collarbone are exposed.

Xia Hanyang felt that his throat was starting to get angry, and he spurned that he was not a human being.

Then shaking her hands, she was going to rub her bruises.

But when his fingers were about to touch, he suddenly put the medicated oil into her hand.

"Apply it yourself, don't use too much force, just apply a little more."

After saying that, he turned around and ran to the bathroom.

While running, he complained, "What the hell kind of weather is this? How come it's like a stove in this month, so go take a shower."

This kind of complaint, you can hear the guilty conscience in his voice.

Bai Weiwei looked at the medicated oil, the young man couldn't help being amused.

There is no strength at all.

Bai Weiwei smeared medicated oil on her collarbone and pressed it with her fingers.

And when Xia Hanyang closed the door, she happened to see the picture of her lowering her head and rubbing the medicine for herself.

Something rushed out of his nostrils.

When he touched it, nosebleed?

Xia Hanyang slammed the door hard, covering his nose, leaning his head against the door.

"It's really disappointing."

He hummed to himself.

How could it be such a beast, not comforting her at this time, and nosebleeds.

Still a person?

After Xia Hanyang spurned himself, he realized that he was really not a person.

Because his nosebleed can't stop.