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47, let me see your injuries

Di Xinran felt flustered, why should she be worried, and what right did she have to be worried? She explained repeatedly, "That's not what I meant, that's not what I meant, I just..." She became more and more confused as she spoke, and she didn't know.

How should I explain to him.

Gong Xuechou's mouth was full of smiles, and his voice was deep but gentle, "Go and put on that one. There is no other woman here. That one is for you."

Di happily ran into the bathroom, took off the pink bathrobe and put it on. Looking down at the bathrobe on her body, this was actually prepared for her. Why did he prepare this for her? What did he want to do? She lowered her head

I walked back to the room with my head down, my face feeling hot.

Gong Xuechou had just plugged in the hair dryer, and stopped when he looked back and saw her. She was wearing a pink bathrobe, with two patches of blush on her face, and she looked like a budding flower.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Come here." Although it was an order, it didn't sound stiff.

Di Xin walked over and said, "I can blow it myself." She reached for the hair dryer.

Gong Xuechou put his big hands on her shoulders, sat her down, turned on the hair dryer and started blowing her hair.

Di Xinran felt uncomfortable letting a man dry her hair for the first time.

His suit and tie had been taken off, and he was only wearing a light blue shirt. He was so close to her, and his breath enveloped her. She smelled the tobacco smell on his body, and she felt flustered.

It wasn't until Gong Xuechou put away the hair dryer that she came back to her senses. She quickly stood up and walked towards the door. She always felt that it was not good for the two of them to stay in the bedroom.

When the two crossed each other, a big hand grasped her wrist.

"It hurts!" Di Xinran screamed in pain. Her wrist was bruised when she was thrown to the ground by those people, and he was holding it there.

Gong Xuechou let go and took her little hand to look at the wound. Fortunately, it was not serious and was just a little bit of skin. Gong Xuechou's other hand instantly opened the belt of Di Xinran's bathrobe.

Gong Xuechou pulled it with his big hand, and the bathrobe was in his hand instantly.

Di Xinran stepped up and ran to the bathroom. Gong Xuechou grabbed her with his big hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Don't move! Let me see your injury!" He threw the bathrobe to the ground.

Di Xinran's face turned red. She pushed Gong Xuechou away fiercely, but she didn't expect to push him away and instead she leaned back.

Gong Xuechou kept holding her hand, and when Di Xinran fell down, he was also pulled down. Di Xinran fell down, and Gong Xuechou fell on top of her. The two were pressed together.

Gong Xuechou's hand still held her wrist and pressed it tightly. Di Xinran turned her face to the side, too embarrassed to look at him. Her little face was burning hot.

Gong Xuechou was very calm and didn't feel uncomfortable at all. It seemed to be a matter of course. "It's not like I haven't seen it before, so what's there to be afraid of?"

He got off Di Xinran's body, sat down next to her, and turned her over with his big hands. The large bruised and purple mark on his back that had been kicked to the ground jumped into the man's eyes.

His big hands pressed her back, "Don't move."

Di Xinran smelled a strong smell and turned her head to see that he was applying safflower oil to his hands. Gong Xuechou first rubbed the safflower oil to heat it up, and then rubbed the bruises on her back.

He rubbed it with great force, and the pain could be imagined. Di Xinran's brows were wrinkled into knots, and tears were about to fall out.

"Be patient, or you'll be in more pain tomorrow."

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