Live fortune-telling: I want to reveal the secret

morning.

Liu Qingru had already prepared breakfast, but Yaoyao was the only one at the dining table. As for Yang Fan, this guy was lying on the bed, curled up into a pile, unable to get up at all!
Yang Fan really wanted to cry!
Right now, it hurts even when he is lying on his side, it is also painful when he is lying flat, and it is still painful when he is curled up. He doesn't know what position to take to relieve the pain.

How strong is Liu Qingru?

The legs are too hard, right?
Do you really regard your buddy as a hooligan?Or is she deliberately avenging her personal revenge?
Yang Fan didn't have the time to think about these things anymore. He curled up on the bed and yelled in pain: "Ouch! I can't do it, I'm going to die! It's over, it's over, this life must be useless..."

"Squeak!"

The bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Liu Qingru also walked in from the outside, but after hearing Yang Fan's wailing, she couldn't help laughing, but her pretty face also turned slightly red.

"What's it called? Manly man, can't you bear such a little pain?" Liu Qingru glared at Yang Fan, and then closed the door.

"Is this a little bit painful? Please! You kicked my deadly point!" Yang Fan's tears were about to flow out.

"Who told you to do it?" Liu Qingru couldn't help smiling again, but she quickly said softly: "Okay, stop screaming, I was wrong this time."

"Hiss! Did you kick me to death? It's been a long time, why is it still in pain?" Yang Fan's curled up body was trembling slightly.

As soon as Yang Fan was still crying out for pain, Liu Qingru's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of panic. She sat nervously beside Yang Fan, then gently grabbed his arm and asked, "Is it really still hurting?"

"Hiss! Ouch... If it doesn't hurt, why am I screaming?" Yang Fan's teeth were almost crushed.

"Show me, where is the injury?" Liu Qingru finally showed anxiety on her face.

Yang Fan: "..."

A moment later, Liu Qingru, who was pretty and blushing, stretched out her hand to check Yang Fan's injury, and asked softly, "Does it hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt here." Yang Fan shook his head.

"What about here?" Liu Qingru's fingers moved down some distance.

"Uh...it doesn't hurt here." Yang Fan replied truthfully.

"What about here?" Liu Qingru's hand moved down some distance again.

"It doesn't hurt either." Yang Fan still shook his head and said.

Liu Qingru patted Yang Fan's arm angrily, and then said in a cold voice, "Since it doesn't hurt, why are you shouting? Hurry up and have breakfast!"

"Hiss! It really hurts! Just now your hand didn't touch the right place..." Yang Fan wailed again.

"What should I do?"

Liu Qingru suddenly hesitated. If Yang Fan was really seriously injured, he would have to go to the hospital. If he didn't get timely medical treatment, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life if something happened to him?

So Liu Qingru immediately suggested: "Yang Fan, should I take you to the hospital?"

"Ah?" Yang Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head vigorously and said, "No, I won't go! This is too embarrassing!"

"Why is it embarrassing? It's better than you... If you don't go to the hospital, what should you do if something goes wrong?" Liu Qingru seemed a little anxious.

"Qingru, I remember you have a bottle of safflower oil in your room? Can you go get it for me?" Yang Fan suddenly made a suggestion.

"Are you sure rubbing safflower oil is useful?" A trace of doubt flashed in Liu Qingru's eyes.

"It doesn't matter, let's try it first?" Yang Fan said bravely.

"OK then."

After Liu Qingru dropped these words, she hurried into the bedroom next door, and brought over the bottle of safflower oil from last time.

Looking at Yang Fan curled up on the bed, Liu Qingru's face flashed with distress, and she sat down beside Yang Fan, and then quickly opened the bottle of safflower oil.

"Shhhhh..."

Before Yang Fan could speak, Liu Qingru poured some safflower oil into her palm, and rubbed it vigorously.

"Qingru, what are you doing?" Yang Fan's eyelids trembled slightly.

"I sprained my ankle last time, didn't it look like this when you rubbed safflower oil on me?"

As Liu Qingru was talking, she reached out to take off Yang Fan's pants, which frightened Yang Fan, and immediately covered the bottom of his pants tightly, saying nothing to let Liu Qingru succeed.

"Yang Fan, what are you doing?" Liu Qingru asked angrily and amusedly.

"That...you give me the safflower oil, or let me do it myself?" Yang Fan's cheeks felt a little hot.

"When did you become so pretentious? I'll count to three, quickly take off your pants!" Liu Qingru said, staring at Yang Fan dissatisfied.

Yang Fan: "..."

Perhaps because Yang Fan remained silent, Liu Qingru resolutely read out a number: "One!"

"Qingru, I'll do it myself, you..."

"two!"

"Qingru, you..."

"three!"

"Shh!"

Yang Fan only felt his pants loosen and his legs feel cold, and then he closed his eyes, never daring to look at Liu Qingru's face again.

so awkward!
Being stared at so closely by a woman, and still staring at that place, it's no wonder it's not embarrassing!

"Hiss! Yang Fan, you've got a lot of red here...be patient, I'm going to start rubbing medicine on you, it might hurt a little..."

Liu Qingru's voice reached Yang Fan's ears, but Yang Fan still didn't dare to open his eyes, and just nodded slightly, expressing that he would bear it.

Soon, a warm little hand was attached to Yang Fan's injured area. Liu Qingru's movements were very gentle, and she didn't dare to use too much force, as if she was gently scratching an itch, which made Yang Fan's heart follow. Itches.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just when Yang Fan was in a turmoil, Liu Qingru's movements suddenly stopped, so Yang Fan opened his eyes, and then secretly looked at Liu Qingru who was close at hand.

what's the situation?
At this moment, Liu Qingru's pretty face was glowing with a charming red glow, and there seemed to be waves rippling in her beautiful eyes. However, she bit her lips lightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it several times. exit.

"Qingru, what's wrong with you?" Yang Fan couldn't help asking.

Who knew that Liu Qingru's pretty face immediately became more rosy after hearing this, and she even gave Yang Fan a blank look and said, "It's blocking my hand, please move it away, okay?"

"Move what?"

Yang Fan was stunned suddenly, he subconsciously looked down, and immediately after, his face became very red.

When Liu Qingru applied the medicated oil just now, Yang Fan's Dao heart was already in chaos. Unknowingly, he raised his long sword and wanted to pierce the sky. This sword naturally crossed Liu Qingru's slender hand.

"Shh!"

Without any hesitation, Yang Fan quickly pulled up his trousers, and then said falteringly: "That...Qingru...it's ok, I don't feel any pain anymore...don't need to apply medicated oil for me anymore."

"Is it really not hurting?" Liu Qingru asked.

"Well, it seems much better than before." Yang Fan lowered his head and did not dare to look into Liu Qingru's eyes.

"Oh, if the pain is not relieved, then you must go to the hospital for an examination."

"Ah."

……

10 minute later.

Yang Fan and Liu Qingru walked out of the bedroom together, while Yaoyao sat obediently at the dining table alone, eating breakfast quietly.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Fan smelled the aroma of the food, and immediately rushed to the dining table, pretending to go to get the breakfast on the table.

"Yang Fan!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came from behind, and Liu Qingru shouted coldly to Yang Fan: "Hurry up and wash my hands! If you don't wash your hands, you are not allowed to eat!"

"Uh...you should be the one to wash your hands, right?" Yang Fan replied stupidly.

"What did you say?"

Liu Qingru's eyes widened in an instant, and under shame and anger, she actually took off one of her slippers, and then made a gesture to throw it at Yang Fan.

"Uh... I'm going to wash my hands now!"

Yang Fan hurriedly got up and walked to the bathroom, leaving only Liu Qingru standing there with a pretty blushing face, and Yaoyao sitting at the dining table with a question mark on her face.

correct!

And Yaoyao's new toy, that mud horse... Oh no!It's an alpaca!The alpaca also lay quietly on the sofa.

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