Chapter 118 "You're already hurt like this, so don't be brave. I haven't touched you anywhere?"

For some reason, as soon as Han Sibai said these words, Ye Wanxing felt that the surrounding area became quiet for a moment.

Originally, I could still hear the faint sound of rain, but now it was extremely quiet in the bedroom.

It was as if the storm just now had never come.

And his gentle words just now seemed as if the two of them had never been separated.

In my memory, Han Sibai talked to her with such a gentle look and tone, coaxing her and comforting her, countless times.

Ye Wanxing's lips moved, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

"...Don't talk to me in this tone."

Han Sibai was squatting in front of her, so he looked up at her with very serious eyes.

"What tone?"

"..."

Ye Wanxing didn't know how to answer his question for a moment. She couldn't teach him how he spoke to her just now, right?

She, a straight girl, couldn't learn that kind of tone, and it was impossible for her to learn it from him.

"That's the tone you just had."

Han Sibai glanced to the side, as if he was seriously recalling, and after two seconds, he looked back.

"What kind? Brother forgot."

This tone couldn't be more fake.

Ye Wanxing: "..."

I really believed your evil deeds.

Knowing that he was deliberately teasing her, Ye Wanxing simply stopped talking.

"Take medicine."

"Okay." Han Sibai chuckled lightly and dropped his expression.

"I put the medical kit in the living room, let's go."

Han Sibai stood up and was about to walk out when he heard Ye Wanxing softly "Ah".

He turned around and looked at the person sitting on the bed, frowning at him.

Han Sibai was silent for a second, looked down at Ye Wanxing's legs, and immediately understood.

"Sorry, my fault, I forgot that you can't leave now."

Ye Wanxing nodded, and just as he was about to say, "Well, come here and help me," a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

Han Sibai's sudden approach made her heart skip a beat and her whole body became stiff because——

Han Sibai directly put his arm around her waist, hooked her legs, and lifted her up.

A very standard princess hug, Ye Wanxing reflexively stretched out her arms and hooked Han Sibai's neck.

By the time she realized what she had done, her arms were already firmly hooked.

"..."

A hint of embarrassment instantly filled the air.

But only for Ye Wanxing.

Of course Han Sibai was enjoying it very much and was looking at her with a smile on his face, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Who asked you to hug me? I just want you to hold me up."

There was a hint of displeasure in Ye Wanxing's tone, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was complaining.

Han Sibai lowered his eyes and looked at her, raised his lips and said with a smile: "What should I do? I've already hugged her, and it's too late to put it down, and..."

Ye Wanxing stared at him quietly, wondering why the two of them were so flirtatious at the moment.

Such an atmosphere made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I can't bear to let it go."

Han Sibai completed what was left unfinished, using a very gentle tone.

The two people's eyes instantly collided. Ye Wanxing looked away unnaturally and looked away.

Han Sibai chuckled, hugged her and walked to the living room.

In fact, the distance from the bedroom to the sofa in the living room is not far, but Han Sibai walked very slowly on purpose.

Because he really hasn't hugged a little girl like this for a long, long time.

During those two years in the United States, every time he fell ill and felt that life was dark, he even felt that he would never have another chance in this life.

But now, he has hugged her, finally.

It was very reassuring, and it almost made him want to go crazy with joy, because no one knew how much he wanted it.

Han Sibai was immersed in his own happy spiritual world when he was poured cold water on his head by the incomprehensible Ye Dazhinu Wanxing Duotou.

"You need me to give you a big handcuff so that you can walk faster, right?"

Han Sibai: "..."

"Wanwan, you are so fierce, you scared my brother."

Ye Wanxing's pupils suddenly trembled: "...you are using a hammer, are you?"

Han Sibai, who had been beaten hard, finally gave up trying to make trouble, crossed his long legs to speed up, and gently placed Ye Wanxing on the soft sofa.

She looked at the white medicine kit on the coffee table in front of her, worried that Han Sibai would give her the medicine himself, so she immediately leaned forward to get it.

"I will do it myself."

Han Sibai's reaction was much faster than hers, and he took away the medical kit with a slight stretch of his hand. The movement seemed effortless, but Ye Wanxing's hand missed it.

"You're already hurt like this, so don't be brave. I haven't touched you anywhere?"

Ye Wanxing: "......??!! You are crazy!"

Han Sibai nodded: "Yes, it's a lunatic. Even being a lunatic is a blessing."

Ye Wanxing was completely speechless and finally admitted that in terms of being shameless, he was no match for the bitch in front of him.

If you can't beat it, then join.

"Oh? Really? How about I write the word 'psychopath' on your face, and then you show yourself like this to others?"

Han Sibai casually pulled up a chair and sat down, opened the medicine box and took out medicine while answering.

"I think this proposal is very good, but I have a requirement. You can write it, but you must write it in lipstick."

Ye Wanxing frowned slightly. He originally wanted to use magic to defeat magic, but in the end, this bitch went straight down the slope and readily agreed?

What the hell.

After thinking about it, she sneered coldly: "Okay, no problem. I have plenty of lipsticks. I can just pick one out and write it on for you."

Han Sibai shook his head: "No, you understood it wrong."

Ye Wanxing: "What do you mean?"

"It's true that you are allowed to use lipstick, but what I'm talking about...is the lipstick on your lips."

Ye Wanxing was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant at first.

After thinking for two seconds, he came to his senses.

It’s the lipstick on your lips, which means——

You have to write on my face with your lipsticked lips.

Ye Wanxing didn't take it seriously: "You're dreaming! I think you're thinking shit!"

Han Sibai raised his eyebrows: "What, Wanwan doesn't want to write? Then let me do it instead? Can I put on lipstick and write on your face?"

Ye Wanxing gritted his molars and forced a fake smile at him: "What do you mean?"

"I said yes, it's fine." Han Sibai said in a mean tone.

Ye Wanxing's inner os: Return it? Me, your second uncle's Songhua Maodu Bangbang Chicken!!!

"Which foot is sprained?" Han Sibai asked.

Ye Wanxing pursed her lips and moved the toes of her right foot slightly. Her toes were very white, and her nails were painted with raspberry brown nail polish, which glowed beautifully under the light.

"This one."

Han Sibai gave a faint "Yes" and took the medicine and was about to apply it to her ankle. The sprained area had swollen to a high level, and the originally thin and white ankle was now severely deformed.
Chapter completed!