A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

"Keep it cool, it will be a little painful." Zhuang Zhoucheng said, holding her feet with his big hands.

Huo Yan shrank back, but her foot was held in the other person's hand. She was worried that he would suddenly retaliate or want to do something to her, so she asked:

"What do you want to do?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyes unhappily, very dissatisfied with her doubts and distrust.

Still no response, just wiped her feet with a wet towel, and then said:

"It's going to hurt a little."

“It hurts…”

Huo Yan suddenly retracted his foot and almost kicked Zhuang Zhoucheng in the face:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."

Who told him to squeeze so tightly?

Why is her face so dark? Hasn’t she kicked him yet?

"Sorry."

Huo Yan curled his lips, his voice softened, and he stopped talking nonsense.

I stretched my feet straight forward, and they were a little shaky.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng shows disrespect to someone, it's really scary. Even a single glance from him would take you a long time to process.

Holding her foot, he used pliers to hold the alcohol cotton to clean the wound. As soon as the cotton touched her foot, Huo Yan screamed like a pig being slaughtered:

"Aihai - are you teasing me? It hurts, it hurts so much, don't touch me..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng changed from half-squatting to sitting directly on the sofa, dragging her feet and putting them on himself, which pressed her down so that she could not move.

"Huo Yan, listen carefully. If you scream again, I will make you feel more pain." Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a cold voice.

Look, is this how you comfort someone? Aren't you deliberately trying to make that girl hate you? What's the structure of this man's heart?

“…” Huo Yan bit her lip and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

In this situation, how could she believe that this hateful and abhorrent man was doing this for her own good? Even if the stray dog he brought home from the street was injured, he wouldn't treat it so rudely, right?

Well, the little bit of goodwill I had was completely gone.

"I hate you." Unable to find the words to say, he repeated this sentence over and over again.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyes and glanced at her. Huo Yan thought it was a warning from him and was afraid of his revenge, so she quickly changed her words:

"I said thank you..."

As soon as he said it, he rolled his eyes and pinched the back of his hand: You silly girl, can you be a little more promising?

The ancients' beautiful virtue of being unyielding to power is undoubtedly not possessed by this girl. She is too easily subdued. Of course, this is also excusable, after all, her feet are in someone else's hands.

Zhuang Zhoucheng completely ignored her little thoughts and disinfected it quickly, applied medicine, and then wrapped it with gauze.

Huo Yan groaned in pain, but didn't dare to scream. He just endured it and almost bit his lip.

"It's okay, right?" He was completely exhausted. It was not like taking medicine, but like going to the execution ground.

She felt that he was just taking revenge on her and was deliberately making trouble for her. It hadn't hurt that much before.

Zhuang Zhoucheng let go of her feet, stood up and looked at her. Her little face was delicate and charming, her eyes were about to shed tears, and she looked at him pitifully with her mouth open, which made him very lovable.

"Don't move." Seeing that she was about to put down the floor to put on her shoes, Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly said angrily.

Huo Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him, "No, it's already healed, right?"

She looks so aggrieved. Isn't this person weird? He brought her here and applied medicine on her, and then didn't let her wear shoes. What kind of logic is that?

Zhuang Zhoucheng probably reflected on his tone, so when he spoke next, his voice was much lowered:

"Sit still and wait for a moment, can you do that?"