Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1804: Don't worry, I'm not interested in you

Soon, Solomon came back with the medical kit, took a bottle of revitalizing oil from it, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Bear with it."

With these words, he reached out to hold Xara's injured ankle.

Xara was so nervous that she subconsciously avoided it.

His hand fell short, his face sank, and the air pressure around him gradually decreased.

"I... I'll do it myself."

Xara wrapped the bath towel on her body tightly and said stiffly.

The man glanced at her, "After this rubs on, you have to rub it away with force, or you can't walk for days, you will?"

She hesitated and surrendered somewhat.

After all, this... she really can not.

Solomon did not give her the chance to be brave again, a grabbed her ankle on her lap, "Do not move."

I don't know if it was because of the effect of the revitalizing oil or Solomon's force was just right, she didn't feel much pain. "Thanks."

After rubbing, she carefully withdrew her leg, thanked while stepping back.

Unexpectedly, the movement might be a little too big, and it pulled the place where her waist had just hit, causing her eyebrows to wrinkle in pain. Solomon did not miss this expression on her face and asked in a light voice: "Did you hurt your waist too?"

"No..."

She lowered her eyes sheepishly, not daring to admit it.

The injury on her waist was so much more embarrassing than her ankle.

Solomon looked at her askance, "Are you sure?"

Although his tone was very flat, it was a little frightening.

"Just now..."

Xara couldn't help but wince, "Just now, I bumped into the bathtub."

Receiving the exact answer, Solomon froze for a moment, looked at the bath towel she was wearing, and hesitantly asked, "It hurts?" "It hurts..."

Xara subconsciously said the truth, and finished with a dry smile, "It doesn't hurt."

Her squirming look caused Solomon to frown and say in a deep voice, "Turn around and I'll take a look."

Xara shook her head frantically, "Forget it, how can I look at this ..."

To see her back injury, it is inevitable to lift up her bath towel.

In addition to the towel, she had nothing. Nothing...

Seeming to see through her concerns, Solomon raised his eyebrows and his derisive eyes wandered around her body.

When he saw that Xara was about to become irritated, he withdrew his gaze at the right time.

A moment later, his thin lips lightly raised, his tone with a few careless, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

Xara was furious, but had no idea how to dislike her, so her cheeks grew even redder.

Solomon took in her expression, turned around and walked to the closet, casually took two pieces of clothes and threw them to her. "Call me when you're done changing."

Throwing down these words, Solomon turned and left the room.

Looking at the closed door, Xara breathed a sigh of relief before sitting up and grabbing the two pieces of clothes on the bed.

I have to say, Solomon is actually very careful.

The clothes he brought her were a knitted top and a half-body skirt.

Apparently, it was considered that it would be more convenient to deal with the injury on her waist.

She was a little grateful, and did not hesitate to change her clothes.

However, this man seems to have little patience, just under two minutes, he knocked on the door.

"Have you changed?"

"I'm done."

Xara put the dress on while raising her voice to answer.

Solomon then pushed the door in and sat down again beside her, "Can I see it now?"

Even so, Xara was still a little embarrassed.

But this time, she did not pretend, and obediently turned around to lie on the bed.

I don't know if it was the man behind her who hesitated, but it seemed to take several seconds before she felt the clothes around her waist being lifted up, causing a cool sensation. Solomon lowered his eyes to look, into the eyes is a bruise marks, his eyes slightly sunken.