Chapter 393 A Rare Person in the World

"It's more or less the same," Meiya watched as he buttoned the buttons back one by one, then dawdled into the room, came in with plaster, and pouted towards the window, "Close it, you won't be afraid of freezing .”

Zhong Mingwei closed the window obediently, and watched Meiya climb onto the kang. He moved to the wall and sat down against the wall, then rolled up his trousers to his knees, exposing his bumpy knees. It has grown up in sevens and eighties, but after all, the wound is too large, and it is troublesome to heal and it is not smooth, so it looks a little oozing, but there is no way to do it.

Meiya took the plaster and sat beside Zhong Mingwei, reached out and took a lump of plaster from the medicine bowl, put it on Zhong Mingwei's knee, pushed it away little by little, and then rubbed it gently. This is what she does every day Things, very skilled.

Zhong Mingwei's eyes fell on Meiya's hand, following that hand back and forth, he was still on fire just now, but now he felt comfortable and peaceful from inside to outside.

"Is your body stiff again?" After applying the plaster, Meiya went down to wash her hands, and when she came back, she was holding a basin of hot water in her hand, and while putting it on the stove, she twisted the handkerchief and said to Zhong Mingwei, "I'll wipe your body for you, and then I'll give you a good pinch when I'm done. It must be so uncomfortable to lie down like this."

"Oh." Zhong Mingwei responded, lying obediently on the kang.

"Take off your clothes, hurry up, the water will be cold in a while." Meiya urged him.

"Didn't you just say that you won't take off your clothes today?" Zhong Mingwei muttered in a low voice, looking at Meiya with an aggrieved face, "You are deliberately forcing me to be a villain who goes back on what I say!"

"There's so much nonsense here," Meiya glared at him, then bent down to kiss the tip of Zhong Mingwei's straight nose, and whispered, "Why don't I take it off for you so that you don't become a little kid?" people?"

Zhong Mingwei's heart suddenly thumped, and he started to unbutton his shirt while avoiding Meiya's gaze: "Forget it, let's be a villain, and you will call for help again soon."

Meiya waited for him with a blushing face: "You honestly don't do anything, why am I going to call for help when I'm fine?"

"You took the initiative to take off my clothes. If I still do nothing like a wooden stake, then..." Zhong Mingwei looked a little uncomfortable at this point, he glanced at Meiya and lowered his He raised his voice, "That means he's sick, and he's seriously sick, okay?"

"Bah, where did you come from so many strange words?" Meiya blushed even more, and ignored Zhong Mingwei, she put on the handkerchief again, and then began to wipe Zhong Mingwei's body.

The warm veil covered his face, and following Meiya's movements, he rubbed it lightly. Zhong Mingwei sighed comfortably: "Well, girl, it's great to have you."

"That's right, no matter how many people there are in this world, you'll never find a wife as good as me," Meiya seldom boasted because Zhong Mingwei couldn't see her, a little arrogant and shy The veil moved back and forth on Zhong Mingwei's face, and then moved down little by little, gradually revealing the man's forehead, eyes, nose, and lips. This face, Mei Ya looked at during the day and at night, but She just couldn't get enough of it. At this time, she stared blankly, then leaned over and kissed the man's big peach eyes, and whispered, "I can't find a better man than you."

Zhong Mingwei's heart was terribly sweet, but his nose was sore, he pinched Meiya's little ears, and said softly, "It's great, we two hard-to-find characters in the world are together, it's a blessing." How fate is it?"

"Yeah, maybe how many high incense burnt and how many wooden fishes were smashed in the previous life?" Meiya smiled, twisting the veil again, and wiped Zhong Mingwei's neck and behind his ears. Not surprisingly, Zhong Mingwei again Hiding the ashes, Meiya hurriedly washed the veil again, wiped it again, and whispered, "When your wound is healed, I'll boil water for you, and then I'll let you take a good bath .”

"Okay, when the time comes, drive them to live at the bottom of the mountain, let's take a quick bath together." Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Since Zhong Mingwei was injured, she has never taken a bath. There are people at home, and Meiya is naturally too embarrassed to take a bath. The bucket was idle.