Insomnia

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Wen Qingying pointed to the payment code on the glass door, and then immediately looked at Tao Ling. When Tao Ling touched his eyes, he actually felt that this look was a bit sloppy.

He understood it, brushed past the boy, and entered the store.

After waiting for two minutes, the guests outside left.

Wen Qingying stepped in, pulled out a chair beside the table, motioned for Tao Ling to sit down, and went to the sink at the back of the store to wash her hands.

"I said boss, you have too many peach blossoms." Tao Ling said. He was sitting on a chair, and he could see Wen Qingying's movements through the half-open door.

Wen Qingying washed her hands unknowingly, very carefully, to the point of being meticulous, leaving only Tao Ling's quiet back.

The half-length apron was still on him, and the straps were tied tightly around his waist, revealing the waistline.

But the owner didn't seem to realize it.

Look no further.

Tao Ling lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

After a while, Wen Qingying came out, picked up the phone and typed: "Thank you sir, sorry to bother you."

"You're welcome." Tao Ling said, picking out the medicine, "Can I wipe the iodine for you?"

Wen Qingying just blinked, not knowing whether she understood or not.

Tao Ling simply pointed to his collar and made a tugging action.

Wen Qingying didn't hesitate, nodded and dragged the stool behind the table over. He sat sideways in front of Tao Ling, unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of his shirt, and exposed the side of his neck to him.

"Hiss." Tao Ling saw the scar clearly, shook his head, and asked in vain while dipping a cotton swab in iodine, "Your girlfriend is a little too cruel? Doesn't she feel bad? A bite is better than scratching like this. ."

"Tsk, what am I talking about?"

Tao Ling didn't know how to write the word "gentle" by nature. The moment the cotton swab touched the wound, he realized that his hand was too heavy, so he couldn't help but let it go.

Wen Qingying didn't seem to feel any pain, her body was still supported so relaxedly, and she didn't move at all.

The wound was completely rolled over, and the side neck was stained with a large patch of strange color, dark coffee, which set off Wen Qingying's cold white skin.

Tao Ling threw away the cotton swab and fanned him with his hand, trying to make the iodine dry faster. The movement was too big, and his fingertips hit Wen Qingying's hand holding the shirt.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tao Ling hurriedly apologized.

Wen Qingying's hand clenching her neckline tightened slightly, turning her head to smile at him.

When they turned their heads, Tao Ling suddenly pursed his lips, and his Adam's apple rolled twice uncomfortably.

After dealing with Wen Qingying's injury, Tao Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

Relax for yourself.

Throwing away the messy Band-Aid stickers and cleaning up the tabletop, Tao Ling borrowed Wen Qingying's bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out, he saw Wen Qingying sorting out a pile of dried flowers.

"Let's go." Tao Ling picked up the bag and medicine, poked Wen Qingying on the shoulder, pointed to the door of the store, and waved at him again.

Just as he turned around, his wrist was grabbed. Tao Ling was startled and turned around.

Wen Qingying let go of his hand, pointed to the mark on the side of his neck, and lowered his head to type on his mobile phone.

Tao Ling reacted and took out his mobile phone.

The two put their hands in front of each other at the same time—

"Sir, I haven't given you the money for the medicine."

"It's okay, just a few Band-Aids."

Tao Ling smiled lightly and shrugged.

Wen Qingying was afraid that he would turn around and leave immediately, raised his arm to hold his wrist again, and typed quickly with one hand: "If you don't want the money for medicine, can I send you flowers?"

After thinking about it, Tao Ling nodded.

Wen Qingying's eyes lit up and finally let go. He strode to the door, held a pot of Phalaenopsis on the shelf blocking the glass door, turned around and was about to stuff it into Tao Ling's arms.

"Hey, this is too expensive! Band-aids are only a few dollars!" Tao Ling frowned.

Wen Qingying could clearly see that Tao Ling's expression was obviously resisting, the hand holding the flower paused, and then slowly retracted it, the golden brocade of flowers was leaning against his heart.

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