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Miao Xiuxiu has a pair of beautiful hands, with slender fingers, white and tender. Zhong Yue's eyes stayed on her hands for a while before asking, "Isn't it enough?"

"No." Miao Xiuxiu noticed his gaze, and inadvertently shrank his hand and said, "It's my old age... My friend, when she saw the scar on my fingers recovered so quickly, she asked me what ointment I used. I gave her all the rest. Yesterday she asked me again, so..."

"That's right." Zhong Yue pondered for a moment.

Miao Xiuxiu hurriedly said, "If it's troublesome, it won't be necessary."

"No trouble." Zhong Yue smiled, "I will use a flying saucer to deliver it to your room tonight."

Miao Xiuxiu is a smart girl with ice and snow. She can’t tell her embarrassment. She thought that the ointment such a good effect must be very precious. For a moment, she regretted asking him for it rashly.

In fact, it is easy for Zhong Yue to do this scar removal cream. If Miao Xiuxiu needs it herself, of course he will not have any questions. But she asked for it for her friend. That would be different.

When he deals with others, he never helps others easily, even if it is just a simple task.

If someone asks you for help, you will help without saying a word. You think it is righteous. After one or two times, some people will take it for granted. In the future, everything will be found. Once you don’t help, they will blame you. If you have experienced such a thing once, you will be more thoughtful.

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Zhong Yue threw away all the ingredients used for scar removal cream last time. He originally wanted Wang Mei to get rid of the eyebrows, but he thought that she had been staying up all night last night. Now, if she asked her to run errands, she would be suspected of abuse of employees.

He still went there himself. The effective ingredients of scar removal cream were extracted from seven kinds of ointments. Fortunately, I remember the brand, so I went to the pharmacy to ask. Who knew that I asked several of them, but I didn’t buy them all. I drove a long way to buy six of them. The last one was sold only in the cosmetics store.

There was no choice but to go to the big shopping mall to find it, and it was finally easy to find it.

When he went back, he was considering whether he would give Wang Mei a raise. Last time he asked her to buy ointment, but he actually ran so far to buy it. It was really hard.

When he was about to arrive in the community, he glanced at Miao Xiuxiu coming out of the supermarket with a bag, parked the car on the side of the road, put down the window, and waved to her.

Miao Xiuxiu saw his car at a glance, jogged over, opened the car door and got into the car, putting her hands at her mouth to breathe, and said, "It's so cold."

When Zhong Yue saw her carrying a black plastic bag, he didn't ask any more questions. A girl went to the supermarket to buy things so late, and even put them in black bags, which were mostly women's products, so it was embarrassing to ask too much.

"What are these?" When Miao Xiuxiu got into the car, she noticed that there were bags on the seats, but he had received them in the storage compartment used to put water cups in the middle of the car. She couldn't help but feel curious.

Zhong Yue started the car and replied, "Ome."

"Why buy so much?" She was a little surprised.

Zhong Yue explained, "The ointments sold on the market are generally not that good. The ointments I gave you last time were specially prepared, and there are a total of seven raw materials here."

She was a little silent, picked up one of the bags, and when she opened it, there was a receipt inside. She took it out and saw that the address was actually on Yuexiu. She paused for a moment, silently put the receipt back, and put the bag back again.

It takes about an hour to go to Yuexiu from here. It’s just to buy a ointment.

Thinking of him smiling at her in the afternoon, she said, "No trouble." She couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Get out." Soon, the car parked in the garage. Zhong Yue got out of the car first and was about to lock the door. When he turned around, he saw that she was still sitting there in a daze. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He walked over to help her open the door and asked her, "What's wrong, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Miao Xiuxiu didn't say anything, lowered her head and got out of the car. When he closed the car door, got on the car lock, and put the car key back in his pocket. He was just dozens of centimeters away from the front, and could vaguely smell the smell on his body that made her feel very comfortable.

The orange street lights pulled the shadows of the two men very long. As the angle changed, the shadows of the two men gradually approached and then stuck together. Soon, they separated again and walked further and further away.

Her breathing was a little messy, she took two steps faster, stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, stretched out her hand, and gently grabbed his palm.

Zhong Yue paused suddenly and stopped. Turning his head, Miao Xiuxiu's eyes were shy and uneasy, but she still looked at him bravely.

He felt like he was being held by a hand, and he couldn't breathe.

It was not that he didn't know how he felt about her, nor that he didn't know what she wanted to him. It was just that he had always had concerns in his heart, not just because of her age.

In her, he seemed to see the girls he had secretly loved when he was in school, which made him feel unattainable, and had never seen him in person. The beauty and purity made him dream of.

Every time he saw her, he would think of his student days full of regrets and reluctance, mixed with inferiority and yearning, and he wanted to get close, but also feared being rejected...

These unspeakable moods made him always feel full of contradictions when facing Miao Xiuxiu.

Until this moment, he held her cold hand and stared at her unconcealed and admirable eyes. He seemed to hear a click in his heart and a cage was pricked off.

He opened his five fingers, separated her fingers, and let the two of them hold their hands tightly, took a step forward, and walked forward.

Miao Xiuxiu held his fingers tightly, feeling the temperature from his palms, her heart pounded, and she got closer, leaning her hot cheeks gently against his arm.

The two of them didn't say a word, as if they both understood each other's feelings.

They entered the elevator and were about to close the door when they heard someone outside shouting to wait, but they pressed the door to prevent it from closing. A middle-aged aunt came in. When they saw them holding hands together, they were stunned at first, and their eyes were turned around on the two of them.

Seeing that her eyes looked at Miao Xiuxiu were a little strange, Zhong Yue thought that he probably knew her. He was afraid that she would mind, so he looked down at her, let go of his fingers slightly, and wanted to pull out his hand.

Her hand was tightly held, preventing him from letting go, and shook her head at him, indicating that it was okay. But the man couldn't help but hide behind him, his face buried behind his arm.

Zhong Yue turned to the aunt and said, "Can you stop staring at us?"

The aunt turned her head immediately.

Zhong Yue felt her thumb scraping her palm, and itched from the palm of his hand to the heart.

ps: When the editor sent a message saying that the greatest amount of effort was holding hands, my heart was broken. I haven't recovered yet, so I'll ask for some recommendation votes to comfort me.

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Chapter completed!