Pei Jiangmu was about to say something else when Meng Ruozhao suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"Why is your hand bleeding again?"
On the hand hanging by Pei Jiangmu's side, a small patch of fresh blood was slowly seeping out from the edge of the gauze wrapped around his knuckle.
It looked extremely hideous against the white gauze.
This was the proof of his emotional out - of - control just now.
But he couldn't show the slightest sign of it.
"Didn't you treat it properly? Did you use too much force when moving things?"
There was an eagerness and reproach in her tone that she herself didn't notice. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted, showing genuine concern and anger.
Pei Jiangmu seemed startled by her sudden approach and sternness.
His clear eyes blinked, showing a bit of "guilt" for being found out, and he defended himself in a low voice.
"I accidentally scraped it when I got out of the elevator just now... It doesn't hurt, sister."
"Doesn't hurt? It's bleeding and you say it doesn't hurt?"
Meng Ruozhao was simply infuriated by his nonchalant attitude, and her voice rose a few octaves.
"Where's the first - aid kit? Is there a first - aid kit at home?"
For such basic things, Pei Jiangmu naturally had someone prepare them.
But he couldn't point it out clearly. He could only say, "There should be. My friend is a very considerate person."
Meng Ruozhao didn't think much about it. She let go of him and rushed off to look for it.
Soon she came back holding a small white box and deftly opened it.
"Sit down."
She ordered, with an uncompromising tone.
Pei Jiangmu obediently sat down on the carpet beside the sofa, like a student waiting for the teacher's punishment for doing something wrong.
But his eyes never left her busy figure for a moment. There was a hidden satisfaction surging deep in his eyes.
Finally, her attention was completely on him again. She was worried about him and angry for him.
Meng Ruozhao was taken aback when she saw him sitting on the carpet. "Sit on the sofa. Why are you sitting on the floor?"
"It's okay. I'm sweating. It's fine sitting here."
Pei Jiangmu smiled obediently.
Since Meng Ruozhao couldn't persuade him, she had no choice but to let it be.
It was just that he was sitting lower, which made it more convenient for her to operate.
She carefully untied the blood - stained gauze on his hand.
The wound wasn't very deep, but the flesh was turned up. It looked painful.
She gently wiped and disinfected it with an iodine - soaked cotton ball, her movements focused and serious.
Her slightly cool fingertips occasionally brushed across his warm back of the hand, causing a subtle shiver.
"What about other places?"
She asked in a muffled voice, her head down while treating the wound.
"Besides your hands and face, there's also an injury under your chest. Are there any other wounds? Tell me honestly."
Pei Jiangmu looked at her lowered side face, which seemed extremely soft because of her worry. His Adam's apple rolled slightly.
"No, sister."
He answered quickly, with a deliberate evasion in his voice.
After Meng Ruozhao treated the wound on his hand, she wrapped a new piece of gauze around it and tied a knot.
She looked up, her gaze full of scrutiny and distrust, falling on the vague outline of his waist and abdomen under his loose T - shirt.
He must be lying.
For some reason, she had this feeling.
It seemed as if she had helped him treat his wounds more than once, and he had also concealed his injuries from her more than once.
"I don't believe it."
She blurted out, with an almost stubborn concern.
"Take your clothes off."
As soon as the words were out, both of them were stunned.
The air instantly froze.
Meng Ruozhao wished she could bite off her own tongue!
What was she saying?!
Asking a young man to take his clothes off in front of her?!
She must be out of her mind!
However, before she could react and try to make up for it, and even before the blush on her face fully spread—
Pei Jiangmu moved.
Incredibly fast.
He seemed afraid that she would go back on her word, or rather, he was extremely obedient to her "order".
He immediately stood up. His slender fingers grabbed the hem of his T - shirt and simply lifted it up and took it off!
The movement was so smooth that there was not a trace of hesitation.
With a soft "shua" sound.
A young, powerful male body was completely presented in front of Meng Ruozhao without reservation.
The soft ceiling light in the living room poured down.
It outlined his smooth and explosive neck and shoulder lines.
Below his broad and straight shoulders was a firm and muscular chest. The two full pectoral muscles rose and fell with his slight breathing.
Further down were eight well - defined abdominal muscles, like carefully carved chocolate bars.
The V - line disappeared deeply into the edge of his low - rise jeans, full of wild tension.
The bruise under his chest, against his fair skin, added a bit more temptation that was a mix of fragility and strength.
The sweat didn't seem to be completely dry yet.
Under the light, his firm skin glowed with a healthy sheen.
Every inch of his muscle contained a booming vitality and a primitive, pure sex appeal.
Meng Ruozhao was completely stunned.
Her gaze seemed to be attracted by a powerful magnet and couldn't move away from that visually impactful body for a moment.
Her brain completely shut down and went blank. Only her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, making her eardrums buzz.
The blood seemed to rush to her cheeks and ears, burning hot.
Pei Jiangmu casually threw the removed T - shirt on the back of the chair. He was in a relaxed posture, as if he had just done something extremely ordinary.
He saw Meng Ruozhao's instantly flushed cheeks and dazed eyes. A fleeting look of triumph flashed across his eyes, so fast that it was hard to catch.
In the past, whenever he got injured, she would be this nervous.
But it was the first time that she asked him to take all his clothes off for an inspection.
Of course, he had to seize the opportunity to show her his body that belonged only to her and not give her a chance to go back on her word.
"Sister?"
He tilted his head slightly.
There was a proper amount of confusion and innocence in his clear voice, as if he was asking her why she was in a daze.
"Aren't you going to check?"
He even took the initiative to turn his body slightly to make it more convenient for her to "check".
Meng Ruozhao suddenly came back to her senses. She quickly shifted her gaze as if she had been burned, and her voice cracked.
"I... I meant for you to..."
She stammered "for you to" for a long time, but she couldn't say the following words under such a direct visual impact.
She felt like she was about to suffocate.
After all, it was really her who had said those words asking him to take his clothes off just now.
She couldn't deny this at all.
But she didn't know why she had said that, and she never expected him to act so fast!
"Hmm?"
Pei Jiangmu seemed not to understand her embarrassment. Instead, he leaned closer.
His eight well - defined abdominal muscles were almost touching Meng Ruozhao's face.
The smell of his faint sweat mixed with the pheromones of a young man instantly surrounded her, extremely invasive.
"If sister is not at ease, just help me check."
His tone was innocent, even a bit inquisitive.
"I can't see my back. I don't know if there are any injuries there..."
He turned around slightly, showing her his broad back with smooth lines and distinct muscles.
The shape of his shoulder blades was clear and beautiful. The spinal groove went all the way down and disappeared into his waistband, full of the beauty of strength.
At this moment, Meng Ruozhao was completely led by him.
A huge sense of shame and an inexplicable, bewitched emotion tugged at her.
Her mind was in a complete mess, but her gaze involuntarily, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, fell on his bare back.