Chapter 162 Lu Qilin began to be indifferent to her (3)

Lu Qilin took a deep breath, looked at him without looking at him.

His eyes fell on the special plaster that Lu Che was holding in his hand, and Lu Qilin frowned slightly, then remembered what he had forgotten.

"This is the special medicine Miranda prescribed for you..." Lu Qilin took the ointment from Lu Che's large hand around her waist.

The man's eyes were heavy, and his stern face was a little displeased: "Miranda said that this one has to be applied every day to be effective, why didn't you remind me to apply the medicine for you?"

He was so busy these days that he forgot about it.

"..." Lu Che was dumbfounded.

Want her to remind me?

But what position did she want to remind her, she didn't have a position at all, and she didn't want to remind Lu Qilin of this kind of thing.

It was as if he was deliberately reminding him to remember her kindness for saving him, as if to threaten something.

"Remember to call me later." Seeing that Lu Che didn't answer for a long time, Lu Qilin thought she was shy.

He hugged Lu Che and walked inside, placing her petite body on the big soft bed.

On the European-style four-poster bed, Lu Che's body was slightly curled up.

Because of Lu Qilin's actions, she was lying on her side on the white quilt, with only a small vest and light white trousers all over her body. Her snow-white slender legs were slightly bent and her arms were wrapped around her chest, trying to cover Lu Qilin. Sight.

Although he knew that Lu Qilin would not be interested in him, Lu Che would still feel embarrassed after all.

Her face was getting hotter and hotter, it must have been dyed red.

"Relax, I'll apply medicine for you." Lu Qilin's voice was calm, as if he didn't see Lu Che's blushing and embarrassed appearance at all.

The man squeezed the special plaster on his slender fingertips.

His fingers lightly covered the gunshot wound on Lu Che's shoulder. When Lu Qilin touched the wound on Lu Che's left shoulder with his calloused fingertips, Lu Che's body trembled uncontrollably.

The burning sensation in the fingertips seemed to burn her out.

Lu Che started to get nervous inexplicably.

But she told herself that she didn't need to be nervous, because the eldest young master was not interested in her at all and would not do anything to her.

The temperature of the fingertips melted the plaster, and Lu Qilin pushed the plaster away little by little until the effect of the medicine completely soaked into the wound on Lu Che's shoulder.

The man's bottomless eyes were fixed on the slightly hideous gunshot wound. His eyes were so dark and heavy, and there were even traces of frost.

Lu Qilin looked away, unwilling to take out the gunshot wound again.

"I'll wipe the rest for you," he said calmly.

When he came in just now, he saw Lu Che smearing his left buttock.

Lu Qilin was Lu Che's superior, and he had seen her body before, so he naturally knew what old troubles Lu Che had.

He was expressionless and even said that his expression was serious and squeezed out some special medicines. With his left hand, he lifted Lu Che's arm, and with his right hand, he applied the plaster to the old patient on the outside of her outer arm.

In addition, there were Lu Che's calves and thighs... until Lu Qilin's eyes went from the little woman's snow-white ankles all the way up to the incision on her left buttock that looked old.

Lu Qilin still remembered that knife, which was also blocked by Lu Che back then.

That was when he was a teenager, and when he returned from the Imperial Military Academy on vacation, he encountered a kidnapping.

And this stab wound was the blow that Lu Che blocked for him at that time in order to save him.

Lu Qilin's eyes were deep, and when he saw Lu Che's snow-white and tender buttocks, the black-colored pupils seemed to have a hotter color.