Chapter 265 The Small Powder Bag on the Head

A small powder bag popped out.

Lu Shinian was taken aback.

Su Ruan was still asking: "Did I scratch it?"

Lu Shinian lightly touched the little powder bag with his fingertips, "Does it hurt?"

Su Ruan's body trembled slightly, and her voice seemed to be a little softer.

"It doesn't hurt."

"It's just a little itchy."

And I don't know why, touching it by myself is completely different from touching it by Lu Shinian.

"I'll go buy some medicine tomorrow." Su Ruan said with a little depression.

Lu Shinian stared at the tenderness, his throat moved slightly, "It doesn't look like it was scratched."

"Huh?" Su Ruan raised her head and looked at him suspiciously, "Didn't it be scratched?"

Lu Shinian nodded, "It doesn't look like it, is there any itching besides here?"

Su Ruan moved her head closer again, rubbed her fingertips on the top of her head, and felt another itchy little bag on the right, motioning for Lu Shinian to look at it.

"It's a little itchy here too."

Lu Shinian flicked his hair, saw the same small powder bag as on the left, and fell into deep thought.

"A little pink." He murmured.

Su Ruan's ears twitched slightly, and she asked suspiciously, "What's pink?"

"Small powder bag." Lu Shinian's fingertips lightly touched the small powder bag, and he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting Su Ruan.

The touch from the fingertips is soft and warm, like warm jelly.

No, it should be said that it is softer than jelly.

For a while, Lu Shinian couldn't find any adjectives to describe the touch of his fingertips. He only knew that these two little pink bags were very cute.

"so cute."

Su Ruan couldn't see what was going on above her head. Hearing what Lu Shinian said, she became more and more confused.

"Why don't you take a picture of me, Brother Lu, and I'll take a look."

Lu Shinian responded, and took a picture of the little pink bag on the right with his optical brain.

He then projected the photo in mid-air.

Su Ruan looked up, and saw a small bun protruding from the thick black hair, which was pink and tender, soft and had a pitiful air.

"It really doesn't look like it was scratched." Su Ruan said thoughtfully.

Lu Shinian put away the photos and replied, "Yes."

"Go back to Central Star tomorrow and have Lin Tianxian check it out."

In this regard, it is better to leave it to the professionals.

Su Ruan felt a sense of repulsion in her heart when she heard that she wanted to let other people see the little bun on her head.

She bit her lip and whispered, "I don't want others to see it."

"Ruan Ruan, you can't keep your illnesses secret." Lu Shinian held him in his arms, "Lin Tianxian is one of our own, so don't worry about him revealing anything."

"But..." For no reason, Su Ruan felt wronged from the bottom of her heart, "I don't want others to see it."

Her voice was delicate and soft, and there was a sense of grievance, which made Lu Shinian's heart soften.

"Okay, then don't let others see it."

Su Ruan nodded sullenly.

Xu Shi felt that she was a little too delicate just now, she thought about it, and then explained: "The little pink bag only wants to be touched by Brother Lu."

She leaned over and said coquettishly, "Brother Lu touch it again."

Lu Shinian gently stroked the little pink bag on Su Ruan's head with his fingertips, and the more he looked at it, the more cute it became.

Su Ruan felt comfortable being touched by Lu Shinian, and as soon as her body softened, she nestled in Lu Shinian's arms, rubbing her small face against his heart.

"Sleepy."

After saying something softly, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in Lu Shinian's arms.

Lu Shinian let out a low laugh helplessly, and quickly fell asleep holding her.

The next day, they were leaving for Central Star.

Su Ruan got up early in the morning, she touched the top of her head subconsciously, it didn't itch today, but she felt a little older than yesterday?

Just when Su Ruan was about to show Lu Shinian, his voice came from outside.

"Ruan Ruan, we have to leave early."

Su Ruan responded, tied up her hair casually, and walked out quickly.

Because there may be a storm around the planet Muther, they must leave in advance, otherwise once the storm starts, they will not be able to leave the planet Muther for at least a month.

Before boarding the spaceship, Su Ruan bought a hat and put it on her head.

Although her hair was thick, it was still not fully covered by the hat.

Now she just hopes that those two little buns don't grow up, otherwise...

After imagining that scene, Su Ruan tightened her hat tightly.

After boarding the spaceship, Su Ruan also stayed in the room and had no plans to go out.

Lu Shinian, on the other hand, was always outside the room because he still had work to do.

In this way, only Su Ruan was left in the room.

She originally planned to go to the second world to play, but after going online and driving the mecha for two random matches, the top of her head was itchy badly, and she had to go offline again.

After going off the assembly line, those two little pink bags itched even more.

She could only scratch them non-stop, trying to relieve the itching.

But that seems kind of futile.

At the end of scratching, Su Ruan felt that the skin was a little torn, with a hint of pain.

The pain overwhelmed the itching, and Su Ruan finally stopped.

She was lying on the bed, her body seemed to be emptied, and she had no strength.

There was a strange sense of emptiness from the bottom of my heart, as if I wanted something by my side.

This feeling made Su Ruan very uncomfortable. She hugged the quilt, buried her head in the quilt, and gradually fell asleep at some point.

After Lu Shinian finished dealing with the matter at hand, he was persuaded by Deputy Wang to rest.

He glanced at the time, it was not too early, and after handing over the follow-up matters to Deputy Wang, he walked into the room.

The room was quiet, only the sound of light breathing proved Su Ruan's existence.

Lu Shinian walked over with light steps, half squatted down, looked at Su Ruan who buried her head in the quilt, and chuckled silently.

He tugged on the quilt, wanting to free him from the quilt, but Su Ruan held it too tightly, and he didn't dare to use too much force, so he could only pull it symbolically twice. I can give up this idea for now.

Fortunately, the quilt is very breathable, otherwise Ruan Ruan would have to be suffocated.

Lu Shinian was still thinking about the two little buns on Su Ruan's head, so he searched for his memory and gently brushed her hair away with his fingers.

The little pink bag that was still pink and tender two days ago was now glowing with a bright red, with faint traces of blood oozing out, looking extremely pitiful.

Lu Shinian frowned.

The fingertips unconsciously touched the small powder bag.

Su Ruan's body trembled, and a soft hum came out of her mouth.

She hadn't slept deeply in the first place, but when Lu Shinian touched her like that, she woke up instantly.

She raised her head from under the quilt with a somewhat dazed expression.

"Brother Lu?"

Lu Shinian hugged him into his arms, "The little bun is itchy?"

"I think you're scratched."

Su Ruan's long eyelashes trembled, and a grievance appeared on her delicate face.