Did applying medicine require such close proximity?
"Thank..." Qin Jiujiu started to stop Xie Jing's next move. As her hand touched his chest, he suddenly hissed, startling her.
Qin Jiujiu dared not touch Xie Jing carelessly anymore. After all, he might have been injured by that wooden figure, and if she touched his wound, it would only make things worse for her.
She could only maintain this awkward distance, pretending to be calm as she applied medicine to him.
"Perhaps, Second Young Master Xie, you could let go of my hand?" Her gaze fell on the hand he was holding, signaling him to release it.
Xie Jing seemed to just notice, saying "Oh..." before slowly releasing her hand.
Qin Jiujiu suspected Xie Jing was doing it on purpose! But she had no proof!
She could only stare intently at the wound on his hand, afraid of hurting him.
Qin Jiujiu had a habit of blowing on the wound while applying medicine to alleviate the pain, as if this would make it stop hurting.
However, she had never applied medicine to anyone else before, so she was now instinctively blowing on his wound.
Xie Jing had never seen anyone apply medicine like this before. The sensation wasn't bad, so he kept staring at the back of her head.
The room was lit, making it much brighter. She lowered her head, and he could see her fair nape.
Following down, there was a petal-shaped red pattern, looking very alluring and mysterious. He seemed not to have noticed it before.
Xie Jing leaned closer to look. The pattern was just one petal, resembling an unopened flower, seemingly incomplete. He reached out on impulse.
His hand touched her neck. A chill transmitted from his fingertips to her, and she suddenly flinched.
Qin Jiujiu was concentrating on applying medicine to Xie Jing. Upon feeling the chill on her neck, she instinctively tried to pull away. When she recovered, she thought Xie Jing was trying to strangle her.
In this situation, she naturally dared not turn her head to look at Xie Jing.
"System, is the villain trying to kill me?"
The system did not respond this time.
Qin Jiujiu was used to it. When the villain was present, the system usually chose to play dead. In such moments, she could only rely on herself.
Xie Jing did not withdraw his hand. He carefully caressed the pattern on her neck, gradually increasing the pressure.
This pattern couldn't be wiped off! It was like a birthmark!
Qin Jiujiu vigilantly felt the movements behind her. Unable to see Xie Jing's expression, her mind raced with countless thoughts—Xie Jing's caressing motion seemed like a slow torture, as if his hand would turn into a venomous snake at any moment, coiling around her neck.
"Second Young Master Xie?" Her voice trembled. Xie Jing naturally felt her nervousness and suddenly thought of something. His palm gradually opened, and he made a motion as if to strangle her neck.
From Xie Jing's perspective, she was like a plaything in his palm!
"Why are you trembling?" He was about to let go, but then he remembered how Qin Jiujiu always acted in front of him, that she was actually afraid of him, even afraid he would kill her. He then had a different idea.
Qin Jiujiu: You ask me why I'm trembling? You're about to kill me, and you're not allowed to tremble?
But in reality, Qin Jiujiu dared not retort. She said in a muffled voice, "I suddenly feel a bit dizzy..."
She made a move to escape his grasp.
The corners of his lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. He didn't stop her, only watched her performance. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Qin Jiujiu fell back onto the bed. Her Qiankun Bag at her waist was pressed underneath her. She felt a strange sensation at her waist, as if someone was pushing against it.
It was so itchy!
She suppressed the itching at her waist, her eyes tightly closed, unaware that the muscles in her face were trembling uncontrollably from holding back a laugh, even her eyelids twitched.
Xie Jing sat by the side without moving, nor did he intend to break the stalemate.
The room was silent.
Finally, she couldn't bear the itch any longer and sat up abruptly.
She looked at the spot on the bed where she had just lain, finding nothing.
"You're better so quickly?" he said, his tone clearly sarcastic.
Qin Jiujiu feigned sincerity, "Yes! I felt dizzy after lying down for a while, but now it's gone!"
Xie Jing didn't dwell on the matter. His gaze swept over her waist, then returned to her face.
"My hand hasn't been bandaged yet..." he reminded her. Qin Jiujiu then shifted her gaze back to his hand.
For some reason, she felt that the villain at this moment had a "puppy-like" vibe.
She was startled by her own thought, concluding it must be the villain's inherent charm that made everyone see him as anything but a cunning wolf.
"Let's continue! We'll continue!"
"You guys..."
Bai Qianluo's voice came from a corner, making the atmosphere suddenly awkward.
Qin Jiujiu's face flushed, and she hurriedly explained, "We're applying medicine!" Bai Qianluo's eyes were filled with doubt. Realizing her words were ambiguous, she said, "That old woman just now was a disguised demon. Sister Bai, you were drugged by the ginger soup and fainted, so you didn't know just now..."
She briefly recounted the events. Bai Qianluo's confusion gradually subsided, but Qin Jiujiu noticed both their gazes were fixed on her.
"That's how it is... Brother Xie asked me to help Second Young Master Xie with his medicine..." Suddenly, a sharp gaze fell upon her, as if it wanted to dissect her. She followed the gaze and saw Xie Jing staring intently at her.
Whether it was her imagination or not, she felt Xie Jing was looking at her neck.
System: Host, you might have developed a persecution complex!
But what she said was the truth!
Bai Qianluo seemed oblivious to the undercurrents between them, her gaze turning to Xie Jing, filled with concern. Seeing the injury on his hand, she said worriedly, "Ah Jing, your injury is not minor!"
Hearing Bai Qianluo's words, Qin Jiujiu shifted her gaze to her face.
Something seemed... odd?
But there was nothing unusual about the person in front of her. She couldn't pinpoint the source of her unease for the moment.
Xie Jing's gaze suddenly turned sharp, sweeping towards Bai Qianluo, but it only lasted an instant before returning to its usual gentleness. Qin Jiujiu only saw the two of them looking at each other.
In this scene, she felt like a mere observer!
But she was just a cannon fodder! So why did this feeling of discomfort arise?
Her heart was a little confused, yet suddenly clear.
Regardless of anything else, her mission was to prevent Xie Jing from falling in love with Bai Qianluo, otherwise, all her current efforts would be in vain.
But what if Bai Qianluo suddenly fell in love with Xie Jing?
She had never considered this possibility!