The first thing he did after returning home was undoubtedly to check Lu Chuang's injuries.

Although Lu Chuang claimed that there were only some superficial injuries, Qiao Yisheng was worried.

It would be better for Lu Chuang to take off all his clothes and let her inspect him in full view.

"..." Qiao Yisheng had no other choice but to let this pervert expose his body in front of him every day.

But precisely because of his generosity, Qiao Yisheng found several bruises on his body.

"Skin injury?" Qiao Yisheng repeated these three words, "Huh?"

Since he was already immune to bruises and did not feel any pain, Lu Chuang took off his clothes quickly. Now it was not a slap in the face: "Is that wrong? Isn't the bruise a skin injury?"

Before Qiao Yisheng could react, Lu Chuang said again: "Qiao Quanquan, believe it or not, even if I am seriously injured now, as long as you kiss me twice, I will be alive and kicking immediately."

Qiao Yisheng rolled her eyes at him and took a medicine box to treat the scratches on his face and the swelling on his fists.

Lu Chuang took off the bandage originally wrapped on his palm before leaving the ring. After all, it was full of blood - the black boxer's blood.

The effect of force is reciprocal, and Lu Chuang didn't even wear any gloves.

His hands were not very pretty to begin with. His fingers had always been rough and covered with calluses, but now they were swollen and their slenderness had been lost.

Qiao Yisheng said in disgust: "It's terribly ugly."

Lu Chuang faced her with his arms and legs exposed, and said meaningfully: "So what if it's ugly? Its auxiliary function can be used at critical moments."

Naturally, it was not referring to boxing. Qiao Yisheng knew it well. But she deliberately pretended not to understand, and said vaguely: "If you are really good at it, you should be able to beat people with just a move of your fingers in the boxing ring today."

Get down."

Lu Chuang chuckled: "Well, I understand. My wife has high demands on me. Today's battle situation did not satisfy you. I promise I will keep up the good work next time."

What next time? Next time, doesn’t he have to stop boxing from now on? Moreover, has he shown off enough in the car just now? Now he doesn’t refute her words, but just follows her words? Qiao Yisheng raised his eyelids suspiciously

he.

Lu Chuang closed his eyes, with a slight curve on his lips, and his chest rose and fell evenly, as if he was asleep.

Qiao Yisheng remained silent and applied the medicine on him as gently as possible.

She has been traveling by car for more than 20 days. Although there are occasional times when she drives for fun, most of the time he is responsible for driving. Even an experienced driver like him must have put in a lot of effort.

After finally returning home, he was temporarily taken to the boxing ring. He negotiated with the boxing ring owner and went to the ring to play half of the boxing match.

He would only be a ghost if he wasn't tired - of course, with his character, he would never admit that he would be tired. After all, in private, between the two of them, he dared to boast as big as a basin, the kind of rumored "

"Seven men in one night" is what he was talking about.

Qiao Yisheng laughed silently, and in a blink of an eye he saw Xiaoma holding her head high.

...She looked at Lu Chuang again, suspecting that he was pretending to sleep.

Using a new cotton swab, Qiao Yisheng began to deal with the stain on his face.

Fortunately, they are all of a size that can be covered by some band-aids.

In fact, it didn't matter if he didn't put it on, but the medicine she applied on him was colored, so she finally put it on him to protect his wound.

Qiao Yisheng took his hand back and was about to cover him with a quilt when his wrist was caught by him.

He brought her body to his chest, and she fell into his arms and was held by him.

"...I had a dream." Lu Chuang's chin rubbed the top of her hair, and Lu Chuang's voice at this moment seemed to have the meaning of sighing.

Qiao Yisheng stopped trying to support herself, and shifted all her weight off him, pressing him directly: "What dream?"

Lu Chuang said: "...it's a dream and a memory."

After a second's pause, he emphasized in a serious tone: "Memories you don't remember."

That must be about what happened when I was a child? Qiao Yisheng was unconvinced: "Please tell me first, in case I remember it?"

"Impossible." Lu Chuang simply described.

Probably when he was a child, he was fighting with other children outside behind Aunt Liu's back, and she caught him. She helped him hide it, and used the money she had spent on snacks to buy band-aids for him. After returning home, she even helped him lie and told Aunt Liu

, she was walking carelessly and almost fell, and he was injured in order to protect her.

In fact, Aunt Liu saw that she was lying, but she did not expose them.

Qiao Yisheng lost her confidence again after hearing what he said, because apart from knowing from Dai Feiyu and Du Wanqing that he loved to fight when he was a child, she had no impression of him.

It's rare to have this kind of residual spiritual light that's similar to standing by the pot, scooping up dumplings and eating them.

"...Whatever you say is what you say. No one has proven that your memory is accurate." Qiao Yisheng pouted and muttered, "Who knows if you have put the memories of you and other little girls on my head? Yours

Could my memory be too good? How old were we at that time?"

She may not even remember exactly what she had eaten for three meals a day the day before.

Of course, Qiao Yisheng just habitually criticized him every day.

In her heart, she believed that he did remember it.

The reason why she forgot may be because her life as a child was too happy and she had too many beautiful memories in her life, so the memories with him naturally dimmed.

But he was different, he didn't have many good memories in his life, so every bit and piece of him and her, him and Aunt Liu, him and Lao Dou, etc. were deeply embedded in his mind.

Just like he once told her, because he was afraid of forgetting the time he lived with Aunt Liu, he would often recall it over and over again and try hard to fight against the passage of time.

"It will be remembered for a lifetime." Lu Chuang's clear voice fell from the top of her head, accusing, "That is the evidence that you have always abandoned me at such a young age."

Qiao Yisheng was angry and funny: "Yes, yes, that's why I am firmly held by you and tied tightly to you. I will use the rest of my life to make amends and apologize to you."

As he spoke, Qiao Yisheng got up from him and went to wash up and then go to sleep.

Lu Chuang quickly took the lead and hugged her up on the bed. He hugged her and sat behind her, facing her large poster on the wall with her.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, held her hand, raised it, pointed at the poster, breathed hot breath, and whispered to her: "There is something that has been delayed for more than twenty days and must be done tonight.

"

"..." Because he was pressing against him, Qiao Yisheng actually had a vague answer in his mind, but he still asked, "What?"
Chapter completed!