Lu Qilin took a deep breath. He did not look at his eyes, but looked at other places.

The line of sight falls on the special effect plaster in Lu Che's hand. Lu Qilin frowns slightly, which reminds him of what he has forgotten.

"This is Miranda's prescription for you..." Lu Qilin Tuo took the ointment from Lu Che's waist.

The man's eyes were heavy and his cold face was a little unhappy: "Miranda said that this must be smeared every day to work. Why don't you remind me to apply the medicine for you?"

He is so busy these days that he forgot about it.

“....” Lu Che was dumb.

Do you want her to remind you?

However, what position she wanted to remind Lu Qilin was that she had no position at all, and she was not willing to remind Lu Qilin with such a thing.

It was as if he was deliberately reminding him of the kindness she had saved him, as if he were threatening something.

"Call me later." Lu Qilin saw that Lu Che didn't answer for a long time, but she was shy.

He hugged the landing Che to go inside, put her petite body on the soft big bed.

On the four column bed of European style, Lu Che's body is slightly curled up.

Because of Lu Qilin's movements, she lies on her side on the white bed quilt, with only a small vest and light white trousers all over her body. Her snow-white slender legs are slightly bent, and her arms are wrapped around her chest to block Lu Qilin's sight.

Although knowing that Lu Qilin will not be interested in himself, Lu Che will be embarrassed after all.

Her face is getting hotter and hotter. It must have been dyed red.

"Take it easy. I'll put it on for you." Lu Qilin's voice is calm and self-contained, as if he didn't see Lu Che's face full of shame.

The man squeezed the special plaster on his long fingertips.

His fingers gently covered Lu Che's shoulder gunshot wound. When Lu Qilin touched the wound on his left shoulder with a thin cocoon, his body trembled.

The burning sensation of the finger belly seemed to burn her out.

Lu Che inexplicably began to be nervous, but she told herself that she did not need to be nervous, because the eldest young master had no interest in her and would not do anything to her.

The temperature of the finger belly will melt the plaster, Lu Qilin pushes away the paste gradually until the effect completely immerses into the wound on luche's shoulder.

The man's deep eyes congealed in the slightly ferocious gunshot wound, his eyes were so black and heavy, even mixed with a trace of frost.

Lu Qilin didn't open his eyes. He didn't want to take out the gunshot wound again.

"I'll clean the rest of the place for you," he said quietly

When he came in just now, he saw that Lu Che was daubing his left hip.

Lu Qilin is Lu Che's superior, and has already seen her body, naturally know what old troubles Lu Che has.

His face is expressionless, even can be said to be grim, and squeeze some special effects medicine out, left hand will Lu Che's arm, the right hand will those plaster on the outside of her arm on the old disease.

In addition, there are Lu Che's legs, thighs Until Lu Qilin's sight, the snow-white ankle of the little woman all the way up, fell on her left hip flap that looks like some years of incision.

That knife, Lu Qilin still remember, it was Lu Che who blocked it for him.

When he was a teenager, he met with a kidnapping when he was on leave from Imperial military academy and returned to Lu's home.

And this one knife wound, is at that time Lu Che in order to save him, for him to block a blow.

Lu Qilin's eyes are deep, looking at luche's white and tender buttock petals, and his dark pupils seem to have a hotter color.

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