In this way, Bai Shaoliu brought Qingchen back to his residence, and he himself did not understand why. Fortunately, he lived in a very remote place in the suburbs. Almost no one walked outside after dark, and no one liked to meddle in other people's business. Bai Shaoliu did not carry Qingchen back, but carried her horizontally on her chest because there was a wound on her waist. Qingchen was not heavy, and she might be over 1.6 meters tall, no more than 100 kilograms, but carrying Bai Shaoliu like this made her tired and sweaty. If he hadn't been in good health since childhood and had often climbed mountains to exercise, he might not have been able to hold on.

It was the first time in his life that he was so close to a woman. She was like a gentle lamb curled up in his arms and said nothing along the way. When Bai Shaoliu put her on his single bed where he had not washed the sheets for a month, Qingchen said only one sentence: "Don't touch me!" and fainted. This time she was really unconscious. Bai Shaoliu could hear that Qingchen was serious and was very scared.

The first thing Bai Shao exiled to put Qingchen down was to go to the bathroom to take a shower. His clothes were not very good in the forest, and his body was stained with Qingchen's blood. After taking off his clothes, he found that Qingchen's blood had penetrated into his pants and solidified. What did you think the blood was bad? It was glued to the black hair under his lower abdomen, and even the little brother was dyed red. He could not wash the condensed blood even after applying soap. He could only pick it with his hands bit by bit, accidentally pulled a few curved black hairs, and he took a breath of cold air between his teeth.

He quickly reached out to rub it and rubbed it clean together. This was Qingchen's blood. He just thought of this, and it was inexplicably harder than ever before. He quickly turned on the cold water and rushed down from his head, calming his head, but his little brother did not bow his head for a long time.

After taking a shower, she changed into clothes. Xiaobai stood in front of the bed and looked at Qingchen who was unconscious. She was lying there very attractive figure. Xiaobai knew that she was wearing almost nothing under her black clothes, and she was wearing a veil to reveal her skin on her waist, but it added to a temptation. Xiaobai was a little confused and according to the way she wrote an analysis report in the bank: A, I pounced on it now..., and handed her over to the police to receive a reward. Will the police handle my sexual assault? B, I saved her, will she repay me with my body? C, if I molest her while she was unconscious... and still saved her, what would she do?

Xiaobai has had the habit of daydreaming since he was a child. He has no parents, nor does he usually want to play with him. He likes to sit by the river alone and think about it while watching the flowing water, and his consciousness is like a wild daydreaming. Of course, he is just thinking about it, and he will not and cannot do the things he imagines. This habit has been preserved until now, and even the online name used when chatting online is called "Master of Fantasy".

Bai Shaoliu stood in front of the bed just thinking about it. After a while, he suddenly reached out and took a heavy blow on his face, then turned around and went out with the money. He took a taxi to the city and bought a bunch of food and medicines he could think of. Qingchen didn't know what was the injury, do you need to hire a doctor? But how can you hire a doctor? After thinking about it, there was really no good solution, so let's go home first and wait for her to wake up before talking. I hope she is not in danger of life, otherwise she will cause great trouble!

Two hours after Bai Shaoliu returned home. When he pushed the door, he saw Qingchen on the bed. What surprised him was that Qingchen had already gotten up and was sitting on the bed in a strange position. The house prices in Wuyou City are very expensive, and even in the suburbs of the city, it would not be able to rent a large house. Bai Shaoliu rented a one-bedroom without a living room. There was a room in the door, with a small bathroom and a kitchen next to it. A bachelor didn't pay much attention to living there, and he didn't usually block the curtains. He could see the bed by pushing the door.

Qingchen's sitting posture is not the kind of sitting cross-legged that Xiaobai saw on movies, TV or other occasions, and it is also a very strange straddle. His legs overlapped in front of him, his right thigh was placed on his left thigh, his left foot stretched to the right side of his body, his right foot stretched to the left, and his waist was straight. Bai Shaoliu didn't know what she was doing, and he didn't dare to disturb him. He gently closed the door and placed the thing on the small dining table.

"Are you back?" Qingchen suddenly spoke, his voice was not loud but it scared Bai Shaoliu. The convenience bag in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"You scared me."

Qingchen: "I'm awake now. Before you can enter, I hear your footsteps."

Bai Shaoliu suddenly wanted to make a joke or scare her: "Why don't you leave when you wake up? Are you not afraid of me bringing the police? How do you know I didn't report the case just now?"

Qingchen: "I don't know what you've done, but I know you're back alone, so you'll know what you're going to do."

Bai Shaoliu: "I almost forgot that you are a master of kung fu... I went to buy things, and there are medicines! Your injury doesn't matter, right? Maybe you can change your clothes and see the doctor."

Qingchen's tone was always faint and without any emotion: "I know my injuries myself. Seeing a doctor is not of much use. Don't worry, I won't die. If I really want to die, I won't die with you."

Bai Shaoliu: "I don't mean that. I mean, do you want to change clothes? Eat something? Apply some medicine to the wound?"

Qingchen: "No!" Xiaobai suddenly felt a little scared in her tone, as if he was very scared. He immediately realized that Qingchen might still be inconvenient to move, and if he wanted to change his clothes...

"You can't change your clothes, but the wound on your waist needs to be treated, otherwise it will be infected. It would be too ugly if you shed a big scar!"

Qingchen: "You are not allowed to touch me!"

This woman is so angry now. She is still so fierce. Don’t you see who saved her back! But Bai Shaoliu felt a little hesitant in her and cared about his proposal. Women are very caring about their appearance, even if they leave ugly scars on their waists, it is a terrifying thing.

Bai Shaoliu sighed softly, it would be better for a good person to do it: "I will put the potion, cotton and bandage next to you, and I will give you a basin of water. If your hands can be used, please clean the wound yourself."

Qingchen: "I, I, I still can't move."

Bai Shaoliu: "Didn't you sit up by yourself?"

Qingchen: "You don't understand. I still can't move now, I can only sit like this."

Bai Shaoliu then noticed that Qingchen's figure had not moved when he was speaking just now, and his hands were crossed on his left knee, including when she spoke, her veil was not shaking, and she sat there like a statue. Bai Shaoliu asked tentatively: "You can't move, then this way, I'll help you clean the wound and don't touch other places."

清尘很犹豫的说道:“用棉签,不要用手碰我.”

Is your slim waist unable to touch the tiger's butt? Bai Shaoliu muttered in her heart but still put it in a basin of clean water next to her, and used a cotton swab to clean her wounds. While cleaning, she said: "It may hurt a lot. If you bear it, the wound is not too serious, but then it was pulled a little open."

He spoke there without saying a word. Bai Shaoliu found that the skin around her wound had fine goose bumps. He could sense that she felt pain in her heart, and at the same time she was a little grateful, but she was unwilling to speak. The wound was cleaned and the anti-inflammatory ointment was applied. Xiaobai thought about it and applied scald ointment again - he was not a doctor, so he could only come based on his own experience. Finally, when he wanted to bandage it with gauze, Qingchen spoke: "That's it, there is no need to bandage it."

Bai Shaoliu glanced at her and couldn't see clearly what her expression was like through the veil, so she took the thing away and didn't bandage it for her. The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Qingchen stopped talking, and Bai Shaoliu didn't know what to say. They were people they didn't know each other. Today, Bai Shaoliu took the injured Qingchen home for no reason. It seemed that he had finished what he should do, and Bai Shaoliu didn't know what to do next?

He stood there and felt a little embarrassed. After a long time, he remembered that this was his home. Qingchen sat on his bed, but he could only stand on the side and look at her foolishly. Bai Shaoliu rubbed his hands and coughed and asked, "Can I do anything else for you?"

清尘语气明显柔和一些:“能不能麻烦你就让我在这里留几天,几天时间就行.我不动,也不说话,你就当我不存在.”

白少流:“不动也不说话?你不吃东西?不上厕所?”

Qingchen: "No, I won't move anyway these days."

Bai Shaoliu: "Okay, but there is a problem. There is only one bed here, where can I sleep?" As soon as he said that he felt Qingchen start to panic again, like a frightened little animal, and then changed his words: "I'm kidding with you, I'll find a way myself. Anyway, it's not cold, I'll do some flooring or something... Are you sure I won't have to worry about you these days?"

清尘:“不用你管我,你自己做什么就做什么,只是不要告诉别人我在这里.”她说到最后一句终于用了哀求的语气.

Bai Shaoliu nodded and stopped talking. It was already late, and he was going to rest. The most urgent thing was to get a place for himself to sleep. In many novels, it is common for boys to bring girls to their homes, girls sleep on boys' beds, and boys sleep on the sofa by themselves. But it is not possible at Xiaobai's house because there is no sofa at all. In his room, he only has a desk and a second-hand computer, a small dining table, a backrest chair, a square stool, a single bed, and a simple canvas wardrobe. These are all his belongings. Except for the box and canvas wardrobe under the bed, all the others were bought from the fritters market.

Although there was no flooring in the house, fortunately the landlord laid artificial floor leather, which could be used to clean it. Anyway, Qingchen didn't need pillows or quilts when sitting there. Bai Shaoliu carried the quilt to the ground and cushion half cover and half, and then fell asleep with the pillow. Qingchen did not move as if she was sitting on the bed, as if she had entered a petrified state. Bai Shaoliu lay on the ground and looked at her curiously, deliberately using her strange telepathy to explore what kind of emotions Qingchen was like now?
Chapter completed!