Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Chapter 337: What is Miss Shang still looking forward to, huh?

I went out to play before and changed my pants, which made it inconvenient to apply medicine.

Teng stood up and said, "I'll go change my skirt."

She ran into the room and changed her skirt.

She really couldn't do it, so when they were both sober, she took off her pants in front of him.

If she puts on a skirt, he can lift it up and apply the medicine, which will always make things less awkward.

She put on a long skirt in the room with great hesitation, without wearing anything underneath. She checked herself inside and out and found nothing wrong with it, so she came out.

Han Ting was wearing gloves, holding medicine, and standing by the sofa waiting.

Shang Aiying breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the person in front of her was a cold-blooded doctor holding a scalpel. She moved over and lay down obediently on the sofa.

Han Ting saw that she had changed into a blue and white dress with gradient colors, and was lying there obediently like a mermaid, and his thoughts suddenly surged.

She remembered the year he took her diving and they kissed on the beautiful seabed.

At that time, they loved each other so much that they wished they would be together forever.

It’s a pity that everything is just my wishful thinking.

His heart felt as if it had been suddenly stabbed by a blunt knife, causing a dull pain in his bones, flesh and blood, and he was unable to breathe for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't move, Shang Aiying snorted, "I'm fine, hurry up!"

Han Ting came back to his senses, suppressed the images surging in his mind, squatted down, and lifted her skirt expressionlessly...

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but this time the man applied the medicine slowly and gently, and the coldness of the disinfectant invaded her nerves bit by bit.

Her two little hands hanging at her sides unconsciously clenched the two sides of the sofa, and her face couldn't help but feel hot.

Not daring to look at the man's face, she simply closed her eyes.

After applying the medicine, Han Ting helped her pull down her skirt. He looked up and saw her lying in front of him, her body tense and trembling as if she couldn't bear it anymore...

Adam's apple rolled.

He used his long fingers to lift the hair stuck to her cheek to the side and whispered, "The medicine has been applied. What are you waiting for, Miss Shang, huh?"

Finished?

Shang Aiying opened her eyes quickly.

I saw the man's gentle and fair face coming right in front of me.

My heart trembled and I said, "Since the medicine has been administered, Mr. Han, take care. I won't see you off!"

Han Ting gently stroked her cheek with his long fingers: "I worked so hard to apply medicine for you. Even if I don't get any credit, I still worked hard. Miss Shang, won't you thank me?"

His long fingers were clearly cold, but she felt as if she had been electrocuted and trembled all over.

He murmured, "What do you want to thank me for?"

"What do you think?"

"I, how should I know!"

"You know……"

His handsome face got closer and closer, his voice was bewitching, and his eyes seemed to be burning with flames under his gold-rimmed glasses.

She used to know best how to thank him!

Shang Aiying's heart was beating so wildly that it was about to burst out of her chest.

He licked his lips and said, "I, I don't know!"

"you know……"

The man pressed against her, looking at her deeply, deeply.

Shang Aiying retreated little by little, until she had no way to retreat.

Enveloped by his scent, she felt dazed, as if she had traveled back to the past, back to the days when they were deeply in love.

At that time, he always came over to ask for thanks.

She would always give him a kiss with a smile as a thank you.

Memories were like a wave, sweeping her away in an instant.

She tilted her head back, gave him a kiss on the face.

Han Ting's surging dark fire seemed to be ignited. He held her head with one hand and leaned over to press her down.