Chapter 50 "Buanwan, it hurts so much, do you want to blow it for my brother?"

Ye Wanxing: "?Thank you, I was teased."

"You're welcome, this is what brother should do."

"..."

Ye Wanxing felt that she was almost losing her temper. Did she remember that this bitch wasn't like this before?

"Han Sibai, can you tell me why you talk so much? Do your fans know your true face?"

Seeing that she asked seriously, Han Sibai glanced towards the living room.

"Why don't you sit over there and let me talk to you carefully?"

Ye Wanxing sneered: "You are dreaming. You are breaking into a private house. Do you know that you are breaking the law?"

"I understand the reason, but I can't control it."

As Han Sibai spoke, he raised his feet to move forward. Ye Wanxing finally reacted quickly and opened his arms to block the person.

"Want to sit down for a while? I think you're thinking of eating shit!"

Han Sibai glanced at her arms and then looked into her eyes: "I know, I want to hug you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and leaned over to hug Ye Wanxing.

Ye Wanxing's mind was filled with how to get this bitch out, so she didn't react at all when she was hugged.

The whole person froze like that.

In Han Sibai's expectation, Ye Wanxing would be angry if he hugged him like this, and might even beat him or step on his feet like last time.

However, Ye Wanxing did not.

So he pushed further, lowered his head slightly, and buried his face in her neck.

A light breath hit her fair skin, and Ye Wanxing, who was still in a daze, suddenly became excited. She had been afraid of itches since she was a child, especially her neck and waist.

These are the two most sensitive places on her body.

When they were together in the past, Han Sibai would deliberately touch these two places on her every time she disobeyed her.

He knows her habits very well, so this shit is intentional!

Goosebumps appeared on Ye Wanxing's neck, and he didn't know where he got the strength to push Han Sibai away.

"Han Sibai, are you sick? Who wants to hug you!"

People who are ticklish will have a stress reaction. Ye Wanxing shrank his neck and covered the area where Han Sibai's mouth had just touched with his hands.

The little girl shrank into a ball and her little face wrinkled slightly. In Han Sibai's opinion, she was extremely cute.

When it's cute, he wants to hug it.

But he knew that he couldn't hug him again tonight, as he would easily die if he tried this too many times.

Han Sibai's eyes moved down and fell on the white waist at the hem of her knitted suspender belt, and he frowned slightly.

He took a step closer and was about to say, "Can you please stop wearing such short clothes during live broadcasts in the future?" But before he could say anything, Ye Wanxing thought he was still trying to be a gangster and pushed him away again.

This time, I used more force than before.

Han Sibai was unprepared and stepped on a round object just as he took the step out. The tall man who was about 1.8 meters staggered due to the push.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Han Sibai's foot slipped and he lost his balance and fell towards the entrance to the right.

"Bang."

There was a sound that was neither light nor heavy, a little dull.

Han Sibai held onto the countertop in time, hissed softly, and frowned.

Ye Wanxing was stunned for a second, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

"...What are you doing? Damn it, don't touch Porcelain. I just pushed you lightly and you fell down???"

How can a grown man be so weak? There must be some fraud involved.

Han Sibai raised his hand and touched the cheekbone of his right cheek with the index finger of his right hand. When he took it down and looked at it, there was a little red blood on his cold white knuckles.

Ye Wanxing's eyes also fell on his fingers, and when he saw the blood red, his eyes widened in fear.

"What's wrong with you? Is this your blood?"

Han Sibai put down his hand and stood up straight to face Ye Wanxing. She saw a wound on his right cheek on the cheekbone.

In fact, the wound was very small, but because his skin was very white, as white as cold jade, even a little bit of blood red made it look a bit scary.

"Well, it's my brother's blood. He was injured."

Ye Wanxing didn't care about him being cute towards her at the moment. She pinched her fingertips with her nails and bit her lip lightly, feeling a little at a loss.

It's not that she can't do something like driving people away at this moment, but after all, it's because of her push just now. Wouldn't it be a bit unethical to force people out without saying anything?

?

While Ye Wanxing was hesitating and thinking, Han Sibai spoke first.

"Buanwan, it hurts so much, do you want to blow it for my brother?"

"..."

She shouldn't have the slightest sympathy for this slut.

But Ye Wanxing finally decided to talk about martial ethics and looked coldly at the grown man in front of him who pretended to be pitiful.

"It's impossible to blow it. The best I can do is wipe it with disinfectant alcohol."

"Okay." Han Sibai agreed immediately.

Then he bypassed Ye Wanxing without hesitation and walked straight towards the living room. When he passed by her, Ye Wanxing realized something in hindsight.

?

Why does she always feel that something is wrong? Why does she feel like she is being tricked?

Her original intention was to drive him out, but now it seems like she invited him in on her own initiative???

"..."

Ye Wanxing stood there, silently biting his back teeth.

She looked towards the ground and muttered: "I don't understand, how the hell did this fall..."

After looking around, his eyes fell on the round rattan ball under the bottom of the entrance cabinet.

Well, this should be the culprit.

Ye Wanxing answered with determination in his heart, completely forgetting that if she hadn't pushed Han Sibai, he wouldn't have stepped on the rattan ball.

After all, deflecting blame is an essential skill for people traveling in the world.

Ye Wanxing returned to the living room and saw Han Sibai sitting upright on the sofa, with his hands on his knees, looking like a good baby.

Just... how good can you be?

Ye Wanxing felt that he just needed a few big words written on his forehead——

Brother is ready, come on.

Ye Wanxing took a deep breath and rolled his eyes, then took out the small medicine box from the locker.

"Crack!"

Opening the lid, Ye Wanxing took out a pack of cotton swabs and tore them open: "Should I wipe with iodophor or alcohol?"

"My heart wants to be saved."

Ye Wanxing:?

The knife flew past, Han Sibai pursed his lips, and finally suppressed the heart in his chest that wanted to get angry again.

He spit out two words honestly: "iodophor."

Ye Wanxing withdrew his eyes, put the cotton swab into the bottle of iodine, raised his head, and met Han Sibai's gaze.

Because they had to wipe the wound, the two of them were very close. She was stunned for a moment and looked away.

"There is still blood on the wound. Let me wipe it clean with saline first."

If it simply hit the entrance cabinet, it would only hurt and swell, but as luck would have it, the place where Han Sibai hit happened to be close to a small hook.

The shape of the hook is in the shape of a flower, with edges and corners, which caused my face to be scratched when I bumped into it.
Chapter completed!