She walked over and put down the tea and sat quietly aside. She wanted to hear how wise her uncle was, but her wrist suddenly tightened and she was pulled to the side by a strong force...
Tong Yao exclaimed, staggering for several steps before finally stopping in the kitchen.
When she saw that the person pulling her was Qin Qiaotian, Tong Yao became angry on the spot!
Usually, the frequency of finding trouble is only once a day at most.
How are you doing today?
Do you still want to cause trouble for her after it's late at night?
"Qin Qiaotian!" Withdrawing his red wrist, Tong Yao glared at him fiercely, "What do you want to do?"
"Tong Yao, you're lucky!" Qin Qiaotian snorted coldly, took out a strip of ointment from his pocket and waved it in front of her, looking down at her arrogantly, one leg still shaking danglingly, "My mother, give it to me
I have to throw away the rest of the medicine since I don’t need it, so I just gave it to you.”
The ointment for bruises that he had just used once lay quietly in his hand. He waited awkwardly for Tong Yao's reaction, already used to hiding some instinctive concern.
However, someone just doesn’t appreciate it——
"I don't want it!" Tong Yao flatly refused.
She turned around in disgust and wanted to leave, but Qin Qiaotian rushed to her first and opened his arms to block her way.
"Hey!" He said impatiently, lifted up her sleeves frivolously, pointed at the red marks on her arms and shouted, "You are injured, why don't you apply medicine? No one will use it anyway!"
"Qin Qiaotian, are you done yet!" Tong Yao growled, stretched out his head and looked outside, and found that Grandpa and the others did not hear him, so he continued to argue with him, "You don't want a piece of ointment, do you want me to shed tears of gratitude? I - no
-rare!"
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