Now when Han Shuo came, she was instantly revealed.

When Han Shuo saw her crying, she was at a loss for a while, and he stood there for a long while before saying, "...Does it hurt?"

He really didn't know to let her iron her clothes, she could even hurt herself.

If he knew it early in the morning, she would never let her touch the iron.

After all, it was his fault!

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaoqian nodded grievously and said, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" Han Shuo asked with concern.

Chen Xiaoqian said without a word, "Of course it hurts his hands, where else can it hurt?"

Han Shuo gently held Chen Xiaoqian's wrist and reached out to untie the gauze wrapped on it.

"You, you...what are you doing?" Chen Xiaoqian was frightened when he saw Han Shuo's attitude. He quickly reached out and tried to refuse Han Shuo, but he was scared back by Han Shuo's cold eyes and had to grieve. Said: "It hurts, you tap..."

Looking at Chen Xiaoqian's miserable appearance, although Han Shuo didn't speak on the face, he still relaxed his hand.

As the gauze was dismantled circle by circle, Chen Xiaoqian's swollen hands suddenly appeared in Han Shuo's eyes.

In fact, Chen Xiaoqian was not very hot. He threw the iron as soon as it was ironed, but it was still a few bubbles, and it was red and swollen around, which looked very scary.

When Han Shuo saw the wound on Chen Xiaoqian's hand, his face became even deeper.

Chen Xiaoqian was also taken aback by the scald on her hand. Because the medicine was applied in time, her hands were not as serious as before the dressing.

"I blame you!" Chen Xiaoqian complained in tears.

Han Shuo's eyes deepened and he took a deep breath and said, "It's my fault."

If it wasn't for him to let her iron her clothes, Chen Xiaoqian wouldn't be able to get her hands hot. It was indeed his fault.

Originally, Chen Xiaoqian wanted to sue him for a few words, but at this time when he saw him so confessed wrongly, he didn't know what to say.

Han Shuo sighed slowly, and then found the ointment from the dark side of the side, and then re-dressed Chen Xiaoqian's wounded medicine. The movement was soft as if he were treating a rare treasure with a lot of value.

When Chen Xiaoqian saw him so seriously, he just looked at him staring blankly. He really couldn't understand how Han Shuo's attitude was one attitude at a time.

Han Shuo's wounds were gentle when he was bandaged, but his movements weren't slow. After a while, Kung Fu had finished the bandaging again, and he was more careful than the doctor who just bandaged.

"Okay." Han Shuo said to Chen Xiaoqian: "Be careful not to touch the water or eat raw and spicy food in the future. The weather is hot and the scald is the most difficult to heal. If you don't pay attention, the person who suffers by then is yourself. "

"Han Shuo, don't you dislike me?" Chen Xiaoqian looked at Han Shuo deeply, and hesitated and asked seriously: "Why do you care about me so much?"

Although Han Shuo did not like her, Chen Xiaoqian knew.

According to Han Shuo's temperament, if she really doesn't like her, she will be offloaded on the first day of Han Shuo's return.

Just like the original plot, Han Shuo was very sorrowful and could have blown up the floats of the Hanagi Castle on the Qixi Festival and sent troops to attack the city.

It's really not easy for Han Shuo to be able to endure this kind of situation now.

Hearing Chen Xiaoqian's words, Han Shuo saw that she really didn't seem to have any major problems, so she barely restrained her emotions and didn't answer Chen Xiaoqian's question. Instead, she said to Chen Xiaoqian: "Fortunately, apply ointment, rest."

After talking, Han Shuo was extremely determined to go.

When Chen Xiaoqian saw it, his expression changed, and he quickly grabbed his cuff with his eyes, and used all his strength to drag Han Shuo to death.

"What are you doing?" Han Shuo paused, turning his head to look down at Chen Xiaoqian sitting on the bed.

"I don't want to be alone..." Chen Xiaoqian sniffed and said wronged.

Han Shuo said motionlessly: "I let Zi Rui come to the vigil."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Xiaoqian immediately pulled his sleeve and swayed, pleadingly: "Are you with me?"

Han Shuo looked at Chen Xiaoqian and saw that she was looking at him with red eyes, and she couldn't say anything if she refused. Her heart was full of helplessness.

"Okay." Han Shuo nodded helplessly, then he lay directly on the bed, gave Chen Xiaoqian a look, and signaled her to go to bed, "You, sleep under."

"What did you say?" After hearing this sentence, Chen Xiaoqian deeply doubted that he had heard it wrong.

Let her sleep below?

What do you mean?

Han Shuo said of course: "We are now separated, and who is not suitable to be together."

Chen Xiaoqian: "...but the Hugh Book has been torn by me..."

Han Shuo snorted softly and said, "Did I admit it?"

"..." Chen Xiaoqian was silent for a long while, glanced at Han Shuo, and then at the soft and comfortable big bed, decisively chose to just hug the only quilt, and said firmly: "I don't!"

Han Shuo said in a flirty tone: "Are you sure you will not regret it?"

"Sure, sure." Chen Xiaoqian nodded very positively like a chicken pecking rice, "No regrets!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Chen Xiaoqian sat on the floor, looked at Han Shuo on the bed with a question mark, and looked at himself again, feeling that the world view had been refreshed.

"Han Shuo, are you still a man?" Chen Xiaoqian gritted his teeth and said one word at a time.

Just now, Han Shuo threw the quilt down to her local shop, and then threw Chen Xiaoqian down.

She is all ready to cook mature rice with him, but is the product pure-hearted?

Han Shuo said faintly: "You don't regret it."

"Why don't you ask me whether I like it above or below?" Chen Xiaoqian stared at the big eyes and looked at Han Shuo with a disgruntled face.

Since he doesn't want to sleep with her, he can sleep on the floor!

Is she still injured?

Straight male cancer is really straight male cancer, even turned to bed, let girls sleep on the floor! !

If it's in modern times, it's the rhythm of being alone!

Han Shuo didn't feel anything wrong at all, and said calmly to Chen Xiaoqian: "Because I like it."

Chen Xiaoqian stared at Han Shuo with a dazzling look, and then said, "The following is too hard."

Now that summer is thin, she is covered with such a thin quilt, and she can even feel the patterns on the floor!

Han Shuo was unmoved, and her eyes stared at her with interest, with a slight smile in her tone, "Hard points are good for the waist."