Coming out of the bathroom, Su Ci's cheeks were rosy.
It's like being dyed with a layer of fine rouge, delicate and charming, making people unable to take their eyes away.
The clothes on her body were already soaked.
In summer, my clothes are relatively thin, and when they get wet, they cling tightly to my body, revealing my exquisite curves.
Huo Yuting's deep eyes darkened, and he didn't know where to look.
Su Ci asked cautiously: "Did you... hurt from the fall?"
Huo Yuting felt the pain coming from his tailbone and gritted his teeth: "What do you think?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I brought you medicine. Where were you injured?"
Su Ci quickly took out various bottles and cans from her bag and placed them on the coffee table in the room.
"Did you make all this yourself?" Huo Yuting reached out and picked up a small porcelain bottle, opened the lid and took a sniff.
The ointment inside does not have an unpleasant smell like the ones sold on the market, but more like a fruity wood scent.
Huo Yuting sniffed it again and frowned slightly. It was obviously the first time he smelled this smell, but it felt familiar inexplicably.
Something suddenly flashed through his mind. When Huo Yuting tried to pursue it, it had already disappeared.
"Do you need my help? Let me see your injury."
Su Ci came over and reached out to untie the towel wrapped around Huo Yuting's waist.
Huo Yuting's temples were pounding. He hurriedly took a step back, stretched out his hand to cover his bath towel, and shouted sternly: "Su Ci, can you be more reserved?"
Why are you so skilled at solving men's bath towels?
Su Ci also realized that her movements were too violent, she retracted her hand angrily, and defended in a low voice: "I don't care about you! Can you see it yourself?"
Huo Yuting: "...Yes."
Worried that Su Ci would touch him again, Huo Yuting applied oil on the soles of his feet and went back to the bathroom to apply ointment.
By the time he came out after taking the medicine, Su Ci had already changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed.
When she saw him coming out, her eyes were sparkling, as if countless stars had been crushed and sprinkled into those eyes.
Huo Yuting suddenly had an absurd idea in his heart. He wanted to kiss her.
The sexy Adam's apple rolled, and Huo Yuting suddenly came back to his senses.
When he realized what he was thinking, his face darkened, and he took a bathrobe from the closet and changed into it.
Su Ci saw him walking towards the bed and thought he was going to sleep with her, so the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
However, before she could say anything, the man walked to the sofa and lay down with a pillow in his arms.
Su Ci was so angry that she sat up from the bed and asked him, "Why do you want to sleep there?"
Huo Yuting stood up slowly, resting his elbows on the back of the sofa, looking at her leisurely, "Mrs. Shen, sleeping with her is an additional price."
Su Ci laughed angrily at him, "What? I haven't given you enough?"
The corners of Huo Yuting's lips raised slightly, "I am a principled person and I only make legitimate money."
Su Ci glared at him angrily, then lay down again.
This time she turned sideways, with her back to Huo Yuting, leaving only her back.
Huo Yuting reminded me in a good mood: "Remember to turn off the lights."
Su Ci suddenly sat up from the bed, turned off the light, and lay back down.
Huo Yuting seemed to have discovered something interesting, and even his splayed eyebrows were stained with a smile.
He found that Su Ci was as childish as a child when she was angry, and her eyes seemed to be able to speak, allowing people to see through her at a glance.
Unlike those people in the organization... no matter who they face, they always wear a mask.
There were only interests and no feelings between him and those people.
If you want to survive, you have to make yourself strong enough, so strong... that you don't have any weaknesses.
Huo Yuting put his right hand under his head and clicked his tongue secretly.
It is so beautiful here, there is no bloodshed, no fighting among each other, and no intrigues.
He was a little reluctant to leave.
Su Ci didn't fall asleep either. A line of clear tears silently flowed down the corners of her eyes, across her cheeks, and finally disappeared into her black hair.
She bit her lip, not daring to make any sound.
Two years ago, when Shen Zhiyan said that his blood was the antidote they dreamed of, she guessed that if the organization knew about it, they would never let him go easily.
Just now she saw that Huo Yuting's arms were covered with dense pinholes, some were new and some were old.
Probably all were left over when blood was drawn.
Just thinking about how he was used as a human blood bank for those people to conduct experiments in the past two years, Su Ci's heart felt like it was torn in half.
At this time, a deep voice suddenly came from the room, "Su Ci?"
Su Ci moved but did not turn around, "Huh?"
"Aren't you asleep yet?"
"No."
"Can't sleep?"
"Um."
"oh."
Just an "oh"?
The corners of Su Ci's lips twitched slightly, she sat up from the bed, turned on the bedside lamp again, and looked in the direction of the sofa, "Are you being too perfunctory?"
Huo Yuting chuckled, sat up from the sofa, and looked at the figure on the bed, "You are the sponsor, you have the final say. Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Su Ci then smiled with satisfaction and waved to him, "Come here."
"What are you doing? I don't sell my body as an artist!" Huo Yuting leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, raised his eyelids and glanced at Su Ci.
Su Ci was speechless, "I asked you to come and chat with me, I didn't ask you to sell yourself."
"Oh, I told you earlier." Huo Yuting had a smile on his lips. His face was obviously still the same, but there was a hint of scornfulness in his body.
He walked to the bed and sat down, leaning back against the head of the bed, with his hands under his head, looking casual and carefree.
"What to talk about?"
Su Ci pulled his arm down and gently rubbed his arm with her fingertips.
When she touched him like this, the smile on Huo Yuting's face suddenly disappeared. He slowly straightened up and tried to pull his arm back.
However, Su Ci tightened her grip and stared straight at the area covered with pinholes.
Huo Yuting couldn't help but feel his heart twitch, wondering what Su Ci wanted to do.
At this time, she slowly raised her head, her eyes were already moist and her eyes were red.
"Does it hurt?"
Huo Yuting stared blankly at Su Ci, seeing clearly the distressed look in his eyes. The high wall he had finally rebuilt in his heart fell apart in an instant, and was so broken that he could no longer put it back together.
After living for such a long time, everyone around him said that he had a special constitution and it was God who chose him.
No matter how much suffering you endure, it is all worth it.
But no one has ever asked him if it hurts.
It hurts, how could it not hurt?
One needle goes in, and it is a needle that controls blood.
The bunch of rubbish in their laboratory could not research anything in the end and failed again and again.
Every time they failed, they had to draw his blood.
He can only serve as a mobile blood bank, always on call to provide them with fresh blood.
Those people had no ability, but they asked him to pay for them.
Everyone felt that it was appropriate for him to have his blood drawn and be used as an experimental subject.