The chill from his skin made Rong Qingqing come to her senses. When she saw what he was doing, it was too late to stop it.

The girl's fair and slender calves were exposed to the air, and Xie Jingrun's eyes became deeper.

"I just scratched some of my skin." After a moment, Xie Jingrun gently stroked her injured position with a long finger and said slowly.

When he touched it, a strange feeling spread throughout his body. Rong Qingqing shrank and pursed her lips, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Xie Jingrun glanced at her, withdrew his hand, and then took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms.

"What is that?" Rong Qingqing half-supported her body and asked curiously.

Xie Jingrun glanced at her and said nothing. He opened the bottle and evenly sprinkled the powder from the porcelain bottle on her wound.

Rong Qingqing hissed, and cold sweat came out, "It hurts so much!"

Looking at the girl's wrinkled face, Xie Jingrun suddenly reached out and touched her head, "This is Jinchuang medicine. When it is sprinkled on the wound, it will hurt a little, and it will not hurt afterwards. Please bear it."

Rong Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and when she looked at the man's almost gentle gaze, she suddenly felt a little panicked.

She subconsciously leaned back to avoid his touch.

Xie Jingrun paused, looked at her with a glance, and withdrew his hand.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Rong Qingqing broke the silence a little uncomfortable, "Why are you still carrying the golden sore medicine with you?"

Xie Jingrun looked at her indifferently, sat down on the grass, looked at the sky in the distance, and did not answer her words.

Rong Qingqing looked at his expression, and saw that he was silent and did not answer, so she stopped asking.

She sat up on the ground, lowered her head to check her injured knee.

Her wound was not serious, but she had just scratched the skin. Now she had been sprinkled with medicine powder, and the wound could not be seen clearly.

She touched it gently, and as Xie Jingrun said, it no longer hurts.

"Xie Jingrun, let's go back..." As she was halfway through, Xie Jingrun's voice sounded at the same time, "I was often injured before, so my grandfather ordered me to carry the medicine on my body. Over time, I became accustomed to carrying the medicine with me."

Rong Qingqing was stunned, thinking that he would not answer his own.

After hearing what he said, she saw his faint lonely expression. She paused and asked softly: "Your grandpa..."

"He has passed away." Xie Jingrun said lightly.

Rong Qingqing understood it, and she seemed to have touched his sad things by accident.

Just as he was a little guilty, he saw Xie Jingrun suddenly stood up.

His voice was slightly deeper, "Let's go."

"Where do you go?" Rong Qingqing was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.

Xie Jingrun curled his lips, "What do you think?"

Seeing this, Rong Qingqing immediately glared at him vigilantly, "You want to take a hot spring, go and take a bath yourself, don't pull me."

Xie Jingrun stopped, bent down, and pulled her up, "Who said he was going to take a hot spring?"

"What you said before." Rong Qingqing pushed away his hand and kept a distance from him.

"Don't soak." Seeing the girl's light look as if she wanted to keep a distance from her, Xie Jingrun felt deep and her face was gloomy.

Rong Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go." After saying that, she looked at the dark road ahead, thought for a while, and asked, "Are we going back?"

"You can walk back by yourself." Xie Jingrun glanced at her, threw a sentence, and before she could react, she jumped and flew away.

Looking at the man who had disappeared in an instant, Rong Qingqing was stunned.

Xie Jingrun, this stinky guy, should he be so ungraceful?

It's so hateful that she was left alone!
Chapter completed!