Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

Seeing her disapproval, Si Chen took another cotton swab, dipped it in more disinfectant alcohol and applied it to her wound.

"hiss--"

Lin Anxin retracted her hand in pain, but before she could retract it, he held her down forcefully, "Don't move!"

"Damn, you did it on purpose!" She wasn't stupid. She might not have noticed it the first time, but he deliberately poured so much alcohol on her wound twice in a row. If he didn't realize that she was blind, he would do it on purpose.

Si Chen firmly grasped her hand that was about to move back, and raised his eyelids righteously, "No, your arm was scratched by nails. I can only disinfect it with alcohol to avoid infection. Do you want to Scarring after infection?”

Leave scars...

Two words stepped on Lin Anxin's seven inches.

As a competent female star, she definitely doesn't want to leave scars on her body.

She glanced at the man in front of her suspiciously and saw Si Chen squatting there, looking calm and calm, which didn't seem to be intentional. She pursed her red lips and stopped struggling, "...be gentle."

"Your wound is broken. It's impossible for alcohol to rub on it without pain. You don't have professionalism. This small injury should be nothing to you."

Lin Anxin was not deaf, so her last sentence was definitely sarcastic.

She rolled her eyes and retorted angrily, "My professionalism is not about resisting beatings. Please, I can understand why I was injured while filming. This time I was purely bitten by a mad dog. There is no half a dime for these two things." Don't get involved with me."

Si Chen pressed her wound again.

Although it was to help her press out the blood on the back of her hand, Lin Anxin was still in pain, grinning and diverted her attention.

"Tap, tap, tap, you have human paws in your hands, not dog paws."

"The sponsor is better than you." After Si Chen wiped the alcohol on her, he found an anti-inflammatory ointment, squeezed some of it onto his fingers, and applied it carefully on her wound, "Remember to apply a little of this every day these days. Don’t touch the water, otherwise it will be more serious.”

He half stood up and said to Lin Anxin, "Put your head down and I'll help you apply it on your face. The scratches on your face are worse than those on your arms. If you don't apply the medicine, you will really get scars."

Lin Anxin lowered her head obediently and complained, "It's not your ex-girlfriend who caught me. I thank you. Tonight, why don't you compile a list of ex-girlfriends and give it to me, and mark which ex-girlfriends are more lethal? I'll give it to you next time." If you encounter them, take a detour and avoid them."

Si Chen was choked with blood and his chest was suffocated by her. He pinched her chin and glanced at her, "Don't keep talking. Be quiet."

It would be weird if Lin Anxin was the kind of obedient person. She continued, "Seriously, why don't you get me one. I'm so fucking impressed with you. How come every ex-girlfriend is so lethal?" , if there are a few more, I’m afraid I won’t be able to bear it and I’ll die here.”

Lina is the crazy type, An Ran is the sinister type, and there are countless other types of women.

The crazy and sinister ones were easy to deal with, but if a violent one showed up again, she seriously suspected that she would be driven crazy.

Si Chen skillfully helped her deal with the injuries on her face, applied plaster on her, screwed the lid on, and put the anti-inflammatory ointment back into the medicine box. He asked casually, "Besides the one you mentioned, who else is looking for it?" Are you in trouble?"

"And..." Lin Anxin rubbed ointment on her face. The cool ointment greatly relieved the pain of burning skin. She also relaxed her vigilance and almost got caught.