Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Chapter 896 Miaojiang Youth X Black-bellied Prince 8

"It just looks painful, but it doesn't hurt at all."

Song An's grip became more forceful, and Shen Xi couldn't help but snort.

"what?"

In fact, it was quite painful. Even if you didn't touch it, it still hurt a little, not to mention that he pinched it on purpose.

Shen Xi's eyes were full of disbelief, the corners of his eyes were red, and his tone was mixed with a hint of grievance.

Song An met his gaze without feeling the slightest bit guilty.

"It doesn't hurt?"

With just one sentence, Shen Xi's grievances were blocked.

Shen Xi didn't know what to say, so he just stopped talking.

She snatched her foot back from his hand, climbed onto the bed, and covered her body with a thin blanket.

"Hate you."

Song An looked at his empty hands and then at the aggrieved figure.

Even though I was a little angry, it disappeared at this moment.

"Be good, Xixi, tell me where the medicine is, okay? If you don't apply the medicine, it will hurt more later."

Song An stood up and sat back on the edge of the bed, slowly stroking the quilt on Shen Xi's body with his right hand.

There was an unconcealable tenderness in his tone.

Shen Xi was sullen and didn't say anything. He just pointed at the cupboard in the kitchen.

Song An immediately understood, pointed in the direction of his finger and went to the kitchen, and took out a small bottle from the cupboard.

"is it this one?"

Shen Xi still wrapped himself in the thin quilt, leaving only his head exposed, staring at Song An with his red fox eyes.

Although Song An knew that he was angry now, he inexplicably felt that he was very cute.

Song An sat back on the bed and shook the medicine in his hand in front of him.

Only then did Shen Xi respond to him and nodded.

"Okay, it's my fault. Can you please stop being angry with me and let me apply some medicine on you?"

Shen Xi had changed the way he addressed him a few days ago, calling him Brother Song An all the time. Over time, Song An came to think of himself as his brother.

They also began to call themselves that way.

"I can wipe it myself."

Song An listened to his words, but did not hand him the medicine. Instead, he continued to persuade him.

"It will be more effective if someone else wipes it for you, so listen to your brother, okay?"

Shen Xi was silent for a long time before he stretched out his foot.

"Then be gentle, it hurts."

Song An looked at him with a frightened expression, and a hint of guilt flashed through his heart.

There are obviously many ways to make him admit the pain, why did I choose the stupidest one just now?

"Okay, brother, be gentle."

He scooped the ointment into the palm of his hand, clasped his hands together and rubbed it slowly. The white ointment slowly melted under the effect of his body temperature.

Only after the ointment had completely melted did Song An place his hand on his ankle.

Rubbing it gently, the ointment felt a little cool, but Song An's body temperature was relatively high, so the alternation of hot and cold made him feel quite comfortable.

Song An did as he said, using very light force and was extremely careful, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

Song An applied medicine on his feet while rubbing them gently. After a long while, he took his hands away from his feet.

"Xixi, brother is wrong. Can you please stop being angry with me?"

The thin blanket on Shen Xi's body left his head and slowly moved to his shoulders.

"Not angry."

Although he said he was not angry, his expression, actions and tone all showed that he was not angry at the moment.

Song An was a little amused.

"You are so wrong. Can you fight back? As long as you are not angry with your brother, Xixi can do anything."

As he spoke, he grabbed his hand and pretended to hit him.

Just when he was about to hit her, Shen Xi pulled his hand back with force.

"What are you doing?"

Song An came closer to him again.

"Xixi is not angry anymore?"