The Heroine, She Has a Prosperous Beauty

The boy's waist was pitifully thin, almost skinny, his belly was flat, and he didn't have the abdominal muscles that the legendary male god matched him with.

It wasn't until this moment that Leng Su reacted belatedly.

Leng Ze seemed to be only 1.6 meters tall, half a head shorter than her. His body looked unusually thin and thin.

Zhou Lan is 1.7 meters tall. She is a person with very high vision, so the person she would like to have a relationship with must not be very short.

Logically speaking, if both parents are very tall, the 16-year-old should be more than 1.6 meters tall, but it is also possible that he will develop later, but Leng Su still believes that he is malnourished.

Touching the bruises on his waist, Leng Su couldn't help but feel guilty and said, "I'm sorry..."

When Leng Su's warm fingertips touched his waist, Leng Ze's body was stiff, his heart trembled, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously.

The skin touched by Leng Su became extremely burning, making him choke on his breath.

After hearing Leng Su's apology, he subconsciously responded: "I'm fine, sister, don't feel guilty."

After saying that, Leng Ze subconsciously took a few steps back, pulled his hem, and covered the traces on his waist.

Seeing this, Leng Su frowned and glared at him with an unhappy expression: "Come here, lift off your clothes, and I'll apply medicine to you."

"No, no need, sister." Leng Ze subconsciously refused.

"Don't make me say it a second time!" Leng Suhu said with a face, pretending to be angry.

Leng Ze knew that she was not angry, but after hearing her stern tone, he couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart after a brief moment of tangle, and walked forward to lift the hem of his clothes.

When the warm fingertips wiped the cold ointment on his waist bit by bit, Leng Ze's heart also alternated between hot and cold...

"alright……"

Just when he was immersed in this torturous and wonderful taste, Leng Su withdrew his hand.

"Okay, okay?" Leng Ze lowered his head slightly in disappointment and looked at both sides of his waist.

Sure enough, there was already a light layer of ointment on it.

It'll be fine so soon... Leng Ze thought with a hint of disappointment.

"What's wrong? Why do you seem a little absent-minded, Xiaoze? Are there any other injuries?" Leng Su asked.

"No." Leng Ze said.

After saying that, he looked at Leng Su hesitantly and asked tentatively: "Sister, can I help you apply medicine?"

"Me?" Leng Su was stunned.

Looking up and looking into Leng Ze's expectant eyes, she was not being pretentious.

After all, it's good that this guy is willing to get closer to her. Although he is still young, his favorability points are still too low after all, so it is always right to increase them first.

Thinking of Leng Su, he nodded and said, "Okay."

When wiping her arms, Leng Su didn't feel anything wrong. When wiping her calves, she felt fine, but when it came to her thighs, she felt slightly uncomfortable.

I don't know if it was her imagination, but I always felt that the child's hands seemed to be trembling.

Thinking of this, Leng Su snatched the ointment from Leng Ze's hand and said with a smile: "I'll do it by myself here."

As she spoke, she squeezed out the ointment and applied it to the several scrapes on her thighs.

Looking at her quick movements and the wounds on her thighs, a trace of regret flashed unconsciously in Leng Ze's black eyes...

If I had known he would have wiped her faster just now, even though he couldn't touch her more, it would be better than not being able to wipe her now...