Is it possible that there really is a birth control pill?
Thinking of this, Rong Shu's heart contracted and her eyes were like knives as she stared at the bag, wanting to see what medicine was left in the bag.
Fu Jingting still didn't notice Rong Shu's emotions. Of course, the biggest reason was that she didn't show it obviously.
Soon, Fu Jingting took out all the remaining medicine in the bag, including cotton swabs, gauze, iodophor and alcohol, which were all used for disinfection and bandaging.
Apart from these, there is nothing else.
Rong Shu twisted the paper bag up uncertainly. The paper bag was indeed empty, and there was nothing left. This made her breath a sigh of relief.
Fu Jingting saw her reassuring look and couldn't help but frown slightly, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Rong Shu smiled and shook her head, feeling a little sad and guilty at the same time.
She was judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart, and she actually thought that he would prepare contraceptive pills for her.
"I'm sorry." Rong Shu suddenly apologized to Fu Jingting.
Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows slightly, "You're so good, why are you saying sorry?"
Rong Shu smiled and didn't hide anything, "I thought the medicine you asked people to buy was a contraceptive pill, so..."
She didn't say the rest of the words, but she understood the meaning.
Fu Jingting pursed his thin lips, "Do you think I would give you that kind of medicine?"
Rong Shu heard the sullenness in his tone, and lowered her head in an unreasonable manner, "You can't blame me. Who asked you to buy medicine at this time? I will definitely think that way."
"You!" Fu Jingting couldn't help but poked her forehead, "Can't you give me some confidence? I wish you could get pregnant early, so that we can get the certificate directly, so why would I give you those things, and those
Things are harmful to your body, so I would do this if I was crazy."
Rong Shu looked at him, then pulled his sleeve, "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong. I mainly don't know what you think about pregnancy, what are your thoughts, so I can't help but be suspicious. Now
Now that I know your thoughts, I will naturally not think too much about it."
Fu Jingting's eyebrows softened, and then he stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, "I should also say sorry to you. I didn't tell you clearly what I meant at the beginning, so I made you think too much. I'm sorry."
Rong Shu shook her head, "It doesn't matter, we are both at fault, so how about we make it even this time?"
She looked at him.
Fu Jingting looked at her and smiled, "If I don't agree, will you be unhappy?"
"Of course." Rong Shu raised her chin.
Fu Jingting gently shook her chin and said, "Okay, in order to make you happy, we are even."
Rong Shu touched her chin where he bit her, "What are you doing?"
She glared at him.
Fu Jingting laughed twice in a good mood, and then picked her up.
Rong Shu was startled and quickly hugged her neck.
Fu Jingting carried her to the room.
Coming to the room, Fu Jingting put Rong Shu on the bed, and then his eyes fell on the ointment in her hand, "Do you need me to apply it for you?"
Rong Shu's face turned red instantly, and she said angrily: "If anyone wants you to help me, I will do it myself."
Just kidding, how can I let him wipe it in a place like that?
Although they had the most intimate behavior last night, and he saw it there, yesterday was yesterday, now is now, and we can no longer show or touch it to him now.
What if he couldn't help it, the beast was so sexual, wouldn't it be she who suffered the loss?
Of course Fu Jingting knew that Rong Shu would refuse. The reason why he asked was just to tease her.
"Okay, then you do it yourself, I'll go out first." After saying that, Fu Jingting tidied up the clothes that were messed up when he hugged her, and was about to leave the room.
Suddenly, Rong Shu called him, "Wait a minute."
Fu Jingting stopped and looked at her regretfully, "What's wrong?"
Rong Shu patted the place next to her and said, "Get down."
Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows, then raised the corners of his lips, "What, do you want to do something to me?"
Rong Shu couldn't help but rolled her eyes at him, "Fu Jingting, can you think of something healthy in your mind? It's just yellow waste all day long."
What else should I do to him?
Her whole body was sore and limp, and she would do nothing to him unless she was crazy.
Fu Jingting also knew that he had made a joke. He touched the tip of his nose and coughed, "Okay, okay, I won't think about it anymore. I won't think about it anymore."
"Then get down quickly." Rong Shu patted the place next to him again.
Fu Jingting didn't know what she was going to do, but he still listened to her and did it.
After all, if you don’t listen to your wife, who else can you listen to?
Fu Jingting obediently lay down on the spot where Rong Shu slapped her.
Rong Shu picked up the iodophor medicine she had just brought in, then looked at Fu Jingting's clothes and said, "Take off your shirt."
There was heating in the room, so Fu Jingting only wore a shirt and no outer suit.
The moment he heard the woman asking him to take off his clothes, Fu Jingting's eyes flashed.
Then he looked back and saw what the woman was holding, and realized that he was overthinking it. The woman just wanted to put medicine on his back.
Thinking of this, a trace of regret flashed in Fu Jingting's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He obediently took off his shirt, revealing his naked upper body.
Fu Jingting has a good figure. He exercises in the gym all year round and has a lot of chest and abdominal muscles.
There are even eight abdominal muscles, arranged neatly, just like chocolate, and they feel very good to the touch.
Rong Shu remembered that she had touched it last night, and she had touched it more than once.
Thinking about this, Rong Shu subconsciously looked at Fu Jingting's abdomen.
But it's a pity that after Fu Jingting took off his shirt, he quickly lay back and hid his abdominal muscles. Now she can only see a little outline, not the complete abdominal muscles, let alone touch them.
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Why……
A trace of regret flashed in Rong Shu's eyes, then she took out her handkerchief, dipped it in some alcohol, and began to disinfect the scratches on Fu Jingting's back and apply some anti-inflammatory drugs.
After all, these scratches are so deep, and without some medicine, the wounds are always covered in clothes, and they are likely to become inflamed.
"I'm going to disinfect your back. If it hurts, please bear with it." Rong Shu turned slightly to the side and said to the man lying on the bed.
The man closed his eyes and said, "I will, you go ahead."
Rong Shu hummed and started disinfecting.
Alcohol is very irritating to wounds, especially fresh wounds.
So when the alcohol seeped into the wound, Fu Jingting groaned and his body couldn't help shaking.
Rong Shu paused her movements and turned sideways to look at Fu Jingting.
His eyes were still closed, but his originally peaceful brows were now tightly wrinkled, and there was a faint hint of sweat seeping out of his forehead.
He must be in pain!
Looking at the scratches all over her back, Rong Shu felt guilty.
After all, these are all her masterpieces.
Rong Shu looked at her long nails again and thought about whether she should find time to cut them off so that they would no longer be so long.
In this case, he won't be caught so harshly in the future.
I didn't think about it for too long, after all, I was still giving medicine to Fu Jingting.
After Rong Shu silently kept this idea in mind, she continued to disinfect Fu Jingting's back.
By the time the disinfection was completed, it was already more than ten minutes later.
Rong Shu looked at Fu Jingting again. His face was very pale. It was obvious that he had suffered after the poison had worn off.
Rong Shu stretched out her sleeves with some distress, wiped the sweat from his face, and coaxed softly: "Okay, the disinfection has been completed. Next, I will apply ointment and it will not hurt."