After finally returning to Li's house, An An saw that Li Jingchen still refused to say anything to him, and immediately went back to her room angrily.
Lu Wanwan turned around and looked at Li Jingchen with unclear meaning.
After Li Jingchen changed his slippers, he noticed the look she gave her and couldn't help but ask: "Are you blaming me too?"
Lu Wanwan shrugged: "If I blamed you, I wouldn't speak for you in front of An An."
"I thought you were just saving face for me."
After all, according to Li Jingchen's observation, Wanwan was not bad to Li Xiuqi, so he was not sure whether his actions would arouse Wanwan's resentment.
Lu Wanwan stretched out her index finger, touched his chest, and said seriously: "I believe you have your own considerations, but I need you to give me an explanation instead of letting me guess."
After confirming that she was not angry, Li Jingchen dared to step forward, gently held her shoulders and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Li."
Lu Wanwan glanced at the back of his hand, where there was a bloody bite mark.
She immediately held his hand softly and said to him, "Let's go, I'll handle it for you."
Li Jingchen's heart felt warm, and he followed her strength to walk to the sofa. He was pushed gently by her and fell into the soft sofa.
Lu Wanwan then said to the maid on the side: "Bring me the medicine box."
"Yes, young mistress." The maid quickly brought the medicine kit.
"You guys should step back first." Lu Wanwan then ordered.
"Yes." The maids in the living room withdrew one after another, leaving Li Jingchen and Lu Wanwan alone.
After Lu Wanwan took out the alcohol and cotton wool, he first disinfected the back of Li Jingchen's hands.
During the process, she did not forget to whisper: "It may hurt a little, please bear with it."
Li Jingchen looked at her lowered eyebrows, which were filled with tenderness. For some reason, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.
"Don't move." After wiping the dried blood on the back of his hand, Lu Wanwan saw the teeth marks on the back of his hand. The skin and flesh in some places had been turned out, and it could be seen how hard Li Xiuqi used his bite.
strength.
Lu Wanwan pressed a kiss on it distressedly.
Li Jingchen's heart suddenly felt very hot!
The cherry-colored lips stayed on the back of his hand for a few seconds before slowly moving away. Li Jingchen could even feel a moist, tender feeling lingering on it.
He couldn't help but breathed quickly and asked: "Why are you so nice to me?"
Lu Wanwan gave him a strange look: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Li Jingchen's eyes burned: "Even grandpa questioned my injustice towards Li Xiuqi, why can you still treat me so calmly?"
"Because it's not just Xiu Qi, you are also injured." Lu Wanwan pointedly touched the back of his hand with her fingertips: "Isn't it?"
Li Jingchen's voice was hoarse after the rain: "Others only care about whether Li Xiuqi is injured, including my grandfather and our son."
"Huh? But I remember that grandpa was the first person to remind you to take your hands off. He even discovered that your hand was bitten before me."
As Lu Wanwan spoke, she applied medicine to him, but found that his fingertips trembled slightly, as if he was touched.