She had just suffered some skin trauma, but Si Yizhen seemed to treat her as a fragile glass doll, carefully hugged her and got into the car, and the car slowly drove towards Laoshan Manor.

Back at the Sheshan Manor, Si Yizhen immediately gave her bath water, and also put lavender oil in the bath water. Lavender oil has skin care functions such as sterilization, analgesia, and promotion of the regeneration and recovery of damaged tissues. It relieves stress and relaxes muscles. In this way, Bubble Xinya's injuries will be better.

Surrounded by the scent of scented vanilla, the whole person feels drowsy, soaking for about twenty minutes, the skin on the body is reddish and soft, and I feel that the bruises on my body have faded a little. If it was as shocking as before.

Wen Ya came to the living room in her pajamas, and Si Yizhuang beckoned to her: "Come here, I'll apply the wounds on your face."

"The wound is not as painful as before. It will be almost half as much as possible tomorrow. Don't apply it well!" Shi, she doesn't want to experience the taste of the ice and fire.

Si Yizhen raised her small face gently, looking at her still red and swollen face, her voice was low and tempting: "Good, swelled so badly, I need to apply ice to get better, I will try to be careful for a while , Don't you hurt, okay? "

Wen Haowen's slap was more severe than any previous time, her mouth was cracked, and she did have a hot and painful pain before, but after so long, the burning and hot pain had faded, but it still hurts, just now Seeing the wound on the face from the mirror in the bathroom, shocking redness and swelling, it is estimated that it will take a few days.

Think of it this way, the Wen Xinya attitude softened, but still grunted, some reluctantly: "You have to lightly, you must lightly."

Si Yizhen repeatedly assured that Wen Xinya then agreed to ice.

"You may feel a little stinging when you first apply it. You hold back." Si Yizhen held a white cloth wrapped in ice cubes and rubbed her face carefully.

"Hmm ..." The hotness that faded from her face, because of the sudden coldness, it was as hot as a sudden chemical reaction, followed by the stinging of ice and fire. She was conscious of her face and breathed. A few sounds.

Seeing her Zhixiu's eyebrows frowned together, squeezed out a shallow crease, Si Yizhen could not help but feel a distress, quickly removed the ice cube in his hand and asked, "Is my hand too heavy?"

Wen Ya shook her head, but the beautiful eyebrows frowned tightly: "No, it's just a cold and hot one that doesn't fit."

Even just then, Wen Xinya can also feel the care and care of Si Yizhen.

Si Yizhang was relieved, but even so, his movements were relaxed a little: "Is this okay?"

"Huh!" The coldness of the ice drove away the hotness on her face, because the skin on her face became numb and painful as a result of the coldness, a icy coolness kept her slightly tight body relaxed.

After about three minutes of application, Si also grabbed a dry towel and gently wiped the iced water on her face, and carefully applied Du Ruo's wound medicine. This medicine was two years ago. He was wounded by Shen Mengting and warmly and elegantly gave it to her. Because it is well preserved, the medicine is as effective as before.

"It's iced a bit, and the pain on my face is refreshed a bit, and people are much more comfortable." The cool ointment gently melted on the face, gradually driving away the paralyzed coldness on the face, and the Wen Xinya suddenly loosened With a sigh of relief, the whole person completely relaxed.

Si Yizhen watched her swollen cheeks fade, and although she looked a little more pleasing than before, she was still shocked. She couldn't help saying, "You can't be so stupid again."

Wen Ya thought of the coldness and indifference that Si Yiji had shown at the hospital entrance, and couldn't help but mumbled and said, "Where can I dare!"

"There are a lot of injuries on your body. I'll rub some medicine for you." Si Yizhang smiled helplessly, his eyes fell on the bare skin, which was covered with bruises and scratches, probably a bubble. The lavender essential oil bath, the bluish purple above has faded a little, but on her white and jade, crystal clear skin, it still looks extraordinarily frightening.

There was a gleam of grief in his eyes.

"Be lighter, I'm afraid of pain." Wen Xinya, like a submissive kitten, rubbed his own medicine.

"Yeah! I'll be careful." Si Yixuan's hand with the ointment slid down her cheeks to her ears, rubbing it gently, a little pain, accompanied by soothing strength, making her comfortable I want to moan.

I felt that the big hand kept touching the ointment with her fingers and gently rubbing the bruise on her arm. There were some painful wounds because the ointment and his massage had miraculously reduced.

"All the injuries on the arm are rubbed with medicine, so you can see if there are any other injuries on your body." Si Yijun's voice was low and dumb, with a dark atmosphere.

Warm and stunned, she was pulled away from the edge of the intellect, and she was suddenly pulled back from the sofa: "I ... don't need it, there is no serious arm injury elsewhere, I can come by myself. "

While talking, the cheeks were stained with rouge-like enchanting colors, and a pair of water-like eyes flashed the beautiful ripples, and a shy breath bloomed quietly.

The obscurity in Si Yizhen's eyes was getting deeper and deeper, almost with a sea of ​​turbulent waves. He smiled and said, "You can apply medicine in front of you, but you can't reach back."

Wen Ya found that she had overreacted. She must have not yet reached adulthood. It was impossible for Si Yizhang to do something decent to her, so she sat back on the sofa again.

She hadn't responded yet, and Si Yizhen pressed her back up on the sofa, took out a big woolen towel to cover her waist, and slowly lifted her pajamas.

Her beautiful back, white as jade, smooth and delicate, her back was thin to reveal the perfect skeletal lines, especially the beautiful pair of butterfly bones, highlighting the beautiful rib lines, just like butterfly wings spreading wings.

It's just ... A little bit of blue and purple marks on the spine, destroying the overall beauty.

The depth in Si Yizhen's eyes converged as much as possible, except for the dark and coldness of the film.

Warm and ya felt that the back was cold, and her cheeks were ashamed again, and she couldn't help exclaiming: "Si Yizhen, smelly rogue, let me go ..."

Suddenly, the refreshing fragrant ointment penetrated into the bones and penetrated into the heart. The heart trembled for a while. It seemed to be bitten by an ant, itchy, numb, swollen and slightly painful, but strange. The crispy texture is very comfortable.

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