"Does it hurt? I'll be gentle, just bear it, improper handling can get infected."
Jayden sprinkled the white powder evenly on the wound, pulled off another section of gauze, and wrapped the wound carefully.
He moved very gently, afraid to hurt her, Dolly's heart is more mixed.
Many years ago, when she fell on the basketball court, anxiously carrying her to the infirmary is Brayden, for her medicine is also Brayden, she has always hated sentimental sentences, but now have to believe that 'my favorite person hurt me the most'.
"I'll help you take care of the bruises on your face too, okay?" Dolly coyly opened her mouth, Jayden was going to refuse, but Dolly preempted him by saying, "Consider me thanking you, otherwise, I will feel that I owe you a lot, a lot ......"
Jayden still looked straight into her eyes, and those deep, pool-like starry eyes seemed to reach through her body and touch her soul.
When Dolly's hand attached to Jayden's face, his heart tickled like a million ants scratching, in fact, he had been holding back to suffer.
When Brayden hit him, he felt like he was falling apart, but when she sat next to him and carefully helped him with the bruises, Jayden felt that it was all worth it.
Dolly's exhaled breath spilled over Jayden's neck, and the burning breath instantly ignited Jayden's heart that could pretend to be serene no matter when or where.
He reached out and took Dolly's slender wrist, his thumb pressed against her palm, and the warmth from her palm continued to reach him, and he reveled in it, craving her scent, longing to see his reflection in her eyes.
Dolly's pink lips were slightly open, like two thin cherry blossom petals, her cheeks if not tinged with a touch of red, she was really like an incomparably delicate Barbie doll, and he, like a child admiring from afar through the glass.
The world is so big, but I only want you.
Jayden's hand encircled her snow-white neck, and as more of Jayden's unfamiliar scent hit her, Dolly reacted violently, breaking free of his hand and rising to her feet with a swish.
Such actions are too intimate, and she still knows full well that she is a married woman, and still knows full well how to face the man in front of her.
She brought the medical kit and headed out, her heart was not beating fast, she struggled repeatedly in her head, but reason eventually overcame sensibility.
Dolly told herself that you need to be more sober and sensible ......
A girl holding a large bundle of flowers hawking along the street, about seventeen or eighty-nine, looking innocent and beautiful, she was bundled with a simple twist braid, beautiful like a schoolgirl of the last century, smiling lightly and sweetly, with her delicate arm extended to Dolly.
"Sister, would you like to buy a flower?"
Dolly gave her a look as she took the rose, fished a 5 dollar bill out of her pocket and handed it to the girl.
"I bought flowers, but I don't know who I should give them to." Thinking this way, she also said it without paying attention.
"Of course it's for the one you love." The girl replied casually, but like a clean cloth, she wiped the window in her heart to shine.
From the beginning to the end, she always loved only that one person.
No matter how he misunderstood her again, hurt her, he is her deep love to the bone, but also because too much love, will be because of the other party's distrust and lack of understanding and heartache.
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