Finally, Zhou Wan cursed fiercely, realizing that the person in front of him was not easy to mess with, and did not dare to stay any longer. After Pei Song rinsed the burn with cold water and relieved the burning pain, he was gone. Seeing that he was burned, the store manager hurriedly gave him a day off and asked him to buy some ointment to apply.
He Wenshi happened to pass by here, and he was fine, so he accompanied him to the drugstore. After buying the ointment for burns, Pei Song couldn't twist the ointment with one hand. When he tried to twist it again, the boy next to him took it away. He Wenshi pushed him to the seat beside him: "You are an injured person, don't force yourself, I will do it." "..." Pei Song said, but didn't refuse too much.
In just a few minutes, the small piece of skin he was burned had become frighteningly red, and the contrast with the cold white skin color was very obvious.He Wenshi quickly twisted the ointment, took out a cotton swab, lifted Pei Song's wrist, and gently applied it to the burn. The cool ointment was applied, which relieved the pain a little.
The two people's skin touched from time to time. Perhaps because he had been a cat to He Wenshi for the past two days, Pei Song felt familiar with it, and gradually relaxed. "Why didn't you react when that person poured hot coffee on you just now?" He Wenshi lowered his head to apply the ointment on him, and smiled, "You don't look so bad-tempered."
"I can't cause trouble to the store when I'm at work."
Pei Song lowered his eyes and watched him apply the ointment on himself, and his voice was light, "It may not be the case after work." Hmm?
He Wenshi blinked, but he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at that time. After the ointment was applied, he lowered his head and blew it gently upwards. When the gentle hot wind blew, Pei Song curled his fingers unconsciously and shrank his whole hand back.
"Hurt?" Noticing his little movement, He Wenshi raised his head to look at him.
"Not bad." Pei Song shook his head, feeling a little relieved. Fortunately, it was his left hand that was burned, so it didn't affect his right hand in writing the questions.
He Wenshi looked at him, and based on his usual temperament, he guessed what he was thinking, and suddenly smiled.
Pei Song glanced at him in confusion.
"Nothing." He Wenshi stopped laughing, "I just think you're quite interesting."
Pei Song didn't understand, and looked at him strangely again. After everything was done, it was time for lunch. He Wenshi searched on his mobile phone and said, "Are you free for lunch? How about we have a meal together?"
Pei Song did not comment, but "I have to go somewhere first." He said.
He Wenshi: Hmm?
Ten minutes later, He Wenshi and Pei Song came to an old tube building.
City A was built a long time ago, and there are still many tube buildings in the city center that have not been abandoned, forming an urban village, which is dilapidated and cramped. The two went up to the second floor. Through the rusty railings on the corridor on the second floor, they could see a narrow alley below.
And diagonally opposite, there is an Internet cafe.
Before Pei Song came up, he found a place to fill a cup of hot water. He Wenshi was a little curious about what he wanted to do, so he waited and did not move.
Not long after, he saw Zhou Wan swaggering from the alley and was about to walk to the Internet cafe in front.
He Wenshi raised his eyebrows slightly, and guessed what Pei Song was going to do.
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Quick Transmigration: The Host Refuses to Save the Mission Target
Romance? ?? ???? {??????? ??????????} Introduction: One day when Pei Song came home from work, he was told that he was in a fictional world that was on the verge of collapse. The system that found him was full of enthusiasm: "As long a...
