[BL] Dressed As The Boss's Cannon Fodder Wife | ✓

Chapter 55

"Falled down the stairs?"

Xie Zixi's eyes suddenly changed. Although his expression and tone did not change, Bai Xingqiao could still feel the strong sense of oppression on Xie Zixi.

Bai Xingqiao quickly pulled down his sleeve to cover the bruised arm: "I didn't fall, it was almost, almost, I'm fine."

He was really convinced. Why didn't Xie Zixi hear the word "almost"? It was so bad. The two words have completely different meanings.

But it was the same for Xie Zixi. He stood up silently and took Bai Xingqiao's uninjured arm upstairs.

The aunt looked at the backs of the two of them and smiled happily. As expected, Mr. Xie was the only one who could control Bai Xingqiao. No matter what she said in the morning, Bai Xingqiao insisted that she was not injured.

Bai Xingqiao followed Xie Zixi silently. Xie Zixi's hands were warm and the veins on her hands were clearly visible. Especially when holding something hard, the veins on her hands were even more sexy. These hands were... Is it really beautiful?

Bai Xingqiao couldn't help showing a crazy smile. Xie Zixi

turned around and said, "Still smiling?" What's scary is that Bai Xingqiao still doesn't take it to heart.

What on earth did he take to heart?

Of course, Bai Xingqiao didn't have the nerve to say that he smiled because he looked at Xie Zixi's beautiful hand.

The two returned to the bedroom, with Bai Xingqiao sitting on the sofa? and Xie Zixi looking for iodophor cotton swabs.

He could tell at a glance that Bai Xingqiao didn't care about these scratches at all, because he didn't take it to heart at all? That's why he was angry.

With Bai Xingqiao's physique, it would be easy to leave traces with a gentle pinch. What's more, in the morning, Bai Xingqiao rubbed the railing hard. Although he was separated by clothes, he was still very angry at that time. painful.

Bai Xingqiao was afraid of pain, but he was upset at the time. He just looked at it and scratched his skin, and didn't take it to heart. Bumps and bumps in life are always inevitable.

Xie Zixi pushed up his sleeves, exposing his entire arm. Xie Zixi's breathing became heavier and his eyes froze.

Bai Xingqiao himself felt that it was incredible. The patch on his left arm was red and purple, as if he had been severely abused or humiliated. Why did it look more serious than in the morning? Just now Bai Xingqiao, who had vowed that he was fine, felt guilty for a moment.

"It looks serious, but actually I'm fine." Someone was still stiff, because Bai Xingqiao felt that Xie Zixi was in a very bad mood.

Xie Zixi pursed her lips and glanced at him. Then she spoke and applied medicine to Bai Xingqiao carefully and gently.

When a cotton swab dipped in iodine touched the wound, someone finally felt pain and couldn't help but gasp softly.

Xie Zixi coaxed: "Be patient, it will be fine after a while."

Bai Xingqiao hummed, and immediately responded: "I don't feel pain, I'm fine."

The person who said it didn't hurt kept squeezing. He touched the corners of Xie Zixi's clothes, and the flat corners of his clothes were pinched into wrinkles. It was this action of his that pleased Xie Zixi.

After applying the medicine, Xie Zixi decided to discuss it with him: "Bai Xingqiao, why don't you drive out by yourself when it snows? Okay?"

Bai Xingqiao nodded and agreed: "Okay."