"I went to get burn medicine, but I couldn't find aloe vera gel as a substitute."
A low commanding voice was thrown out.
After saying this, the man directly took her unburned hand and walked towards the landscaped flower pond in the courtyard.
The landscape pool was very close and there was flowing cold water. He put her red hands under the running water.
When the cold hit her, Lan Xixi felt that the burning sensation was instantly relieved, and she felt relieved.
She opened her mouth to thank her.
But the man ordered: "Don't move, shower for a while to avoid blistering."
As soon as he finished speaking, the clerk ran over, trembling and said in a panic:
"Master Jiu, I took the perfect aloe vera gel from the cosmetic bag and gave it to the lady to use first. I will go to the pharmacy outside to buy burn medicine right away."
She ran very fast.
Bo Zhanye took the wet tissue aside and opened the aloe vera gel: "If it feels less painful, wipe it with the wet tissue and apply the aloe vera gel."
The voice is soft, the expression is focused, and the eyebrows are slightly twisted.
Lan Xixi looked at him, surprised and slightly startled.
It's only been two minutes since the incident happened, but he handled it calmly and quickly, as if he was worried about her?
How is it possible, why would he be worried?
It should be just a little help...
Lan Xixi calmed down her emotions and squeezed out words from her lips: "Thank you, I'm fine, I'm much better now. You can go and do your work, I'll do it myself."
She took the wet wipes and aloe vera gel from his slender hand, with a distant and polite attitude, lowered her head and prepared to get them herself.
Seeing her clumsy look, Bo Zhanye stretched out his hand and pulled her thin wrist, gently wiped it dry, then squeezed out aloe vera gel and applied it to her wrist and back of her hand.
The movements are domineering and powerful, but also very gentle. The gentle friction between the fingers and the skin feels cool and itchy.
Lan Xixi felt that the burnt skin no longer hurt, but the blood inside began to beat and become hot.
She was embarrassed, speechless, and uncomfortable.
Just two minutes, it seems like a century.
After Bo Zhanye applied the medicine on her, he raised his eyes and discovered that her delicate cheeks were as red as a freshly ripe apple.
He opened his thin lips and said, "It's your wrist that was burned. Why is your face so red?"
Hearing this, Lan Xixi's cheeks turned even redder!
She quickly withdrew her hand and lowered her head: "It's hot, it's just hot."
"Huh? Isn't it raining today?" Bo Zhanye glanced at the rain outside with his unusually handsome eyes.
Lan Xixi was instantly embarrassed and wanted to die!
She, she, she... why is she so embarrassed!
"..."
Bo Zhanye didn't tease her anymore. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes fell on the suit jacket she was wearing. He raised his hand to take it off and threw it aside:
"My sleeves are wet, wear mine."
As he spoke, he unbuttoned his suit with an extremely elegant and dignified movement.
Lan Xixi panicked and said, "No, no, I'm not cold." Besides, she was wearing Bo Sirang and they were her boyfriend in name, so what would it look like wearing his!
Her resistance fell into Bo Zhanye's eyes, and his soft expression dimmed:
"Is it because you're not cold, or you don't want to? Or, you can wear any man's clothes, but you can't wear mine?"
Why do these words sound so sinister and strange?
Lan Xixi wanted to answer yes, but the invisible pressure on him made her dare not challenge the authority.
She said: "No, it is..."
"That's enough, keep it on." The man interrupted domineeringly, and the warm suit jacket fell directly on her shoulders, surrounding her little one.
Lan Xixi was already cramped, and her heart tightened when she smelled the scent that was unique to him.
She is Lan Jiao's sister. If she is photographed wearing his clothes, what will outsiders think? What will Lan Jiao think when she comes out and sees her later?
She insisted on taking it off: "Brother-in-law, I'm really not cold. I was burned just now and I need to cool down right now. You'd better wear it to avoid catching a cold and infecting Xiao Mo."
By the way, I haven’t seen Xiao Mo for a few days, how is he? Is he okay? "
She is changing the subject.
Bo Zhanye lowered his face and locked his dark and deep eyes on her: "You call me brother-in-law?"