Chapter 50 You are not responsible for me? (2)
The next second, a lazy voice sounded in my ears.
"My hand is injured, you are not responsible for me?"
After the words fell, the car became quiet again.
Yan Se was stunned. In the dim light, she could only roughly tell that Bai Ye was beside her, and... very close to her.
A feeling of panic rose to the top of my heart, but quickly subsided.
Pretending to be calm, he fastened his seat belt and replied:
"I didn't see you taking responsibility for me when I hurt my hand. Why should I be responsible for your hand injury?"
This sentence was a bit convoluted, so Bai Ye only selectively listened to the first half of the sentence.
He ruffled her hair and turned on the headlights without haste.
"Is it too late to take responsibility for you now?"
His voice seems to have a bewitching appeal, especially the word "responsible", which makes people can't help but think about it.
Does this bitch know that it is easy for people to misunderstand when he says such things...
Yan Se tried hard to find his voice: "No need. My hand has recovered, you can take care of it yourself."
"No."
Bai Ye raised his hands in front of her in a ruthless manner, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and squinted his eyes: "My right hand is injured and I can't apply medicine."
The implication is that he cannot take care of himself, not even applying medicine.
And he looked certain that Yan Se would be responsible for him to the end.
Why?
She found that every time she met Bai Ye, she was eaten to death.
This feeling is very distressing.
It finally took three years to get rid of him...
I no longer have the courage to get involved with him anymore.
"Hakuno, I didn't forget that you are left-handed. You can use both hands, don't say it's inconvenient to apply medicine."
Hearing this, Bai Ye put down his hand in frustration and twitched the corner of his mouth as if he was laughing at himself.
He didn't speak, he just lowered his head to open the ointment on the car and applied it to the back of his hand.
"Hiss..."
His clumsy movements caused him to poke wounds from time to time, and he frowned slightly in discomfort.
I don’t know whether he did it intentionally or not, but he had to lean against Yan Se when applying the medicine.
Hearing the low moans of pain, Yan Se's heart tightened. He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the ointment in his hand with one hand and grabbed his wrist with the other. "Don't move."
The man said softly "Yeah".
Her fingers were ice cold, and when they touched his skin, it was like the two extremes of ice and fire.
Bai Ye's fiery eyes fell on her careful movements, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he spoke slowly:
"You are playing against Sanqi on Friday, right? Will you play?"
"Not playing."
Yan Se continued to rub the ointment on the back of his hand.
Hearing that she would not play, Bai Ye raised a satisfied smile, and then asked: "Who will replace your midfielder?"
"Li Xinshui. A newcomer transferred from the youth training team."
He answered nonchalantly, blowing on the back of his hand out of habit, screwing the cap on the ointment and putting it to one side.
"Okay. You can apply it yourself when you go back."
The hand with distinct joints remained in place.
"It's already painted, you didn't hear me..."
He raised his head slightly impatiently, and met a pair of smiling eyes, like lights rising on the calm black sea.
There is warmth, expectation, and hope...
After being stunned for a moment, she seemed to think of her subconscious actions when applying the medicine, and her ears suddenly softened.
Clearing her throat, she hurriedly changed the subject:
"You...are asking about our ORA players? Don't you know...is this our team's secret..."
There was a hint of silent coquettishness in the soft whisper.
The quiet fragrance of her body flowed into the tip of the nose with her breath. In this small and medium-sized space, it was like a kitten gnawing at people's hearts, gently eating away every trace of the peace Bai Ye maintained.
He stared at her, slowly focusing on her slightly open mouth.
He has always been calm and self-controlled, but he can't control himself to get close to her...
I was so scared. There was a cutie in the group who put a knife to my neck and told me to canvass votes for Sesu.
Come on!
You have one vote, I have one vote, Sese will make her debut tomorrow!
If you don’t do it, if I don’t do it, Sese will be knocked down!
Vote, vote, vote! Vote now!
Pamper her! Love her! Give it all to her!
(End of chapter)