Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 351: The violent warlords of the Republic of China vs. the wise scholar and the gifted daughter who stayed abroad 9

Si Jinnian glanced at the servants around him and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone get down."

The servants quietly exited the living room. Quan Jiu and Si Jinnian were the only two people left in the large open living room.

Quan Jiu sat elegantly on the edge of the sofa with her legs slanted. Her beautiful legs reflected the white light. She laughed silently and suddenly said meaningfully:

"The servants have all left. Do you mean that Third Master wants to apply medicine to me with his own hands?"

She suspected that she and Si Jinnian were incompatible with each other. Otherwise, why would every time someone who wanted to assassinate him end up harming innocent people, dragging her down again and again?

The last time she was shot, this time the wound collapsed. Although these were minor problems, she was always being implicated, and she was holding her breath in her heart.

Si Jinnian's tone was calm and authoritarian as always:

"Take off."

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly and tried hard to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth:

"Third Master, this is not good, I am still engaged after all."

Although she has unilaterally broken off the engagement.

When Si Jinnian heard what she said, he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at her. The man's dark eyes were as sharp and sharp as his whole body, like a cold knife unsheathed in the rugged sunlight, or like a ferocious beast waiting for an opportunity to lurk out.

"You don't want me to come up because you want Li Yang to come?"

In fact, he had no intention of applying the medicine to her himself. The maid was waiting at the door. As long as he spoke, someone would apply the medicine for her. However, this woman was always ignorant and insisted on mentioning Li Yang at this time.

, since she cares about Li Yang so much, why does she want to tease him again and again?

Si Jinnian didn't bother to say such pretentious words. He opened the medicine box roughly and picked up the bandages with his big hands that were calloused from holding guns all the time.

"Should I do it or you?"

During the war years, he had seen thousands of corpses, let alone corpses. He only applied medicine on the shoulders. In his eyes, Quan Jiu was just a piece of white streaky pork.

The hard-working young man: "I don't want to be here, there are people outside."

"Hypocritical."

Si Jinnian impatiently gave a two-word evaluation.

Isn’t this environment good enough?

If a war really breaks out, there won't be even a single wall or a thatch in the barren mountains and ridges, let alone any magnificent buildings.

He frowned, instinctively expressing his disapproval of such delicate and trouble-making creatures as women.

"Go upstairs."

He finally gave in. The reason was simple. He had an unshirkable responsibility for her wound, and Quan Jiu reminded him in time, allowing him to successfully avoid the woman's sneak attack.

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bedroom.

Quan Jiu sat on the dark blue bed, his tone was surprised, half-smiling.

"Third Master, does this room belong to you?"

The entire room is decorated in cool colors, one wall is covered with medals and flowers with five-pointed stars, and various photos and trophies are neatly placed in the closet.

Si Jinnian ignored her and just took out the hemostatic cotton and tools.

Quan Jiu didn't show any pretense and just unbuttoned his cheongsam on his own.

One really dares to take off his clothes, and the other really dares to look at them.

The cheongsam was piled on the chest, and the wound was under the left shoulder, close to the heart.

Si Jinnian expressionlessly began to disinfect her. The reddish-brown disinfectant stained her snow-white skin, making it dazzling, like a fine painting that had been splashed with thick ink.

When the cotton swab touched the area around the wound, Quan Jiu frowned slightly. Si Jinnian noticed her reaction and frowned even more tightly than she did.

"My movements are already very light."

It can be said that he didn't use any force at all. In the past, he used to apply medicine to his men roughly, pouring half a bottle of medicine on it, and then wrapping it with a bandage. In the camp, any man who dared to cry out for pain was considered a coward.

Quan Jiu didn't approve: "Third Master, I am not your subordinate."

Si Jinnian: "If my men were as squeamish as you, I would have killed them with one shot."

Rather than leaving his body to kill the enemy, it would be better to die in the hands of one's own people, and at least die quickly and leave his body intact.

Quan Jiu held on to the collar of the cheongsam with one hand to prevent it from falling off:

"Third Master, has anyone ever said that you are very irritable?"

Irritated, rude, and ignorant of style.

Si Jinnian's tone remained unchanged: "I only know that there are many people who say I am handsome."

Quan Jiu: "..."

After disinfecting the wound, Si Jinnian began to wrap a bandage on her. He stood up with the medical bandage. From the perspective of leaning over, the woman was holding the clothes on her chest. Her back and arms, without a piece of fabric, were smooth and shining softly.

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His Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, and his hand holding the bandage tightened a little, but he pretended to be nonchalant and continued to bandage her.

"After you go back, be careful not to get water on the wound."

Quan Jiu raised an arm to facilitate the bandage passing under his armpit:

"Does Third Master treat other women so caringly?"

Si Jinnian: "......"

There are no other women at all.

There were a bunch of shirtless rough guys in the camp. Many times, he might not be able to see such a creature as a woman for half a month, let alone get close to a woman.

"Careful? Didn't you think you were angry and rude just now?"

He tied a beautiful knot on the wound.

Quan Jiu started to pick up his clothes: "It's two different things."

Sometimes, it's okay to be rude.

Si Jinnian turned around, leaving her with some private space to get dressed. After a while, when he thought Quan Jiu had fallen asleep, a loud banging sound suddenly came from behind him.

"What's wrong?"

The person behind him made no sound.

Si Jinnian frowned and spoke again, but the person behind him still didn't move. He was worried that she might have fainted, so he finally couldn't help but turn his head.

When he turned around, he saw the woman standing at the head of the bed with her back to her, dressing in a twisted and awkward posture, and the soft waist that he could pinch and swell ten times a night was exposed to the air.

, revealed the true face of Lushan to him.

When Quan Jiu heard the noise, she turned around and found where Si Jinnian was looking. She was "shocked" and cursed "hooligan"!

Si Jinnian knew that she was afraid of hurting the wound, so she couldn't dress normally, so he turned back without hesitation:

"Do you need me to find a servant?"

Quan Jiu: "Don't go to such trouble, you can help me."

Si Jinnian: "...?"

"Close your eyes, don't peek, and hold out your hands."

She arrogantly commands the real master of Jincheng City.

Si Jinnian: "..."

He closed his eyes, turned around, and stretched out his hand.

The next second, he felt a soft touch wrap around the back of his hand.

The woman's hands were as soft as cotton, completely different from his big calloused hands. Just holding her gently like this, he felt that his calluses would wear her tender skin apart.

Quan Jiu held his hand and asked him to hold her left sleeve:

"I'm afraid of injuring the wound. This arm can't use its strength. Please pull me hard."

Cheongsam is really troublesome to wear.

(End of chapter)