Sweet Beauty

Chapter 879: Could This Feeling Be Love

Chapter 879: Could This Feeling Be Love

Liang Jiaying instinctively shook her head. "I don't hate him. Why should I hate him?"         

    

Liang Mingyu nodded. "You know he's chasing after you and that he loves you. When you're with him, do you get irritated and want to run away from him?"     

Liang Jiaying thought seriously. Except when Qin Shanyuan's words made her angry, she didn't seem to want to run away from him.     

"No." Liang Jiaying didn't understand why Liang Mingyu suddenly asked this question. "Big brother, I don't hate Qin Shanyuan at all. Besides, I think he's quite nice, even if his mouth is a bit stinky. He's good to me, takes care of me, and always helps me. Even tonight, he came to save me."     

Liang Mingyu smiled. "It's hard to fall in love when you first meet, but those feelings will slowly grow. And now you have a good impression of him, but this feeling isn't very strong. You yourself don't know whether you love him or not. However, once Qin Shanyuan disappears from your life, you suddenly feel lost and sad. Jiaying, you can try to be with him and see for yourself. That way, you can find out whether you really love him or not."     

Liang Jiaying suddenly remembered when Qin Shanyuan did not go to work for those two days and did not see him. It was as if something was missing in her heart. The feeling was so uncomfortable and she was so upset that she couldn't sleep well.     

Could this feeling be love?     

Liang Jiaying had never had a deep relationship with any boy in her life. She was always a good girl who stayed at home, instead of spending her time outside. Of course, she didn't know what to feel.     

She nodded. "I... I'm not sure about this feeling myself, but... the moment I saw him get beaten by those bad guys and realized he wasn't you, my heart felt very uncomfortable. I hate myself for being helpless."     

Liang Mingyu smiled and said in a low voice, "You're touched. Jiaying, you like him."     

Coincidentally, Qin Shanyuan pushed open the door and came in with a first aid kit in his hands.     

When Liang Jiaying saw him, her face immediately turned red. It was as if she'd been caught talking badly about someone.     

Qin Shanyuan put the first aid kit on the bedside table and stood beside it. "Jiaying, I brought the first aid kit. You can treat your injuries yourself."     

Liang Jiaying just nodded. She didn't dare to look into Qin Shanyuan's eyes.     

Liang Mingyu frowned. Even he was not willing to watch anymore. "Qin Shanyuan, my sister's hands are injured. Can you help her apply for the medicine?"     

"Me?" Qin Shanyuan wanted to say, as her brother, why can't Liang Mingyu not help her? Then he suddenly remembered that Liang Mingyu couldn't move his hands. He heaved a deep sigh. "Fine. Jiaying, can I help you treat your injuries?"     

"Y-yes..." Liang Jiaying stood up and walked toward the sofa with her head down.     

Liang Mingyu quickly urged Qin Shanyuan. "Hurry up! My sister is in pain! Can't you see it?"     

"Ah!" Qin Shanyuan panicked and picked up the first aid kit, and quickly walked toward Liang Jiaying. "Alright, let's do it then."     

When Liang Mingyu saw this, he shook his head. Why was Qin Shanyuan so nervous? It was just applying for medicine, after all.     

If one said it was because his EQ was low, then his IQ wasn't low. After all, how could someone with a low IQ handle business easily?     

It seemed that Qin Shanyuan was single until now, not without reason.     

Perhaps in the past, many women had a good impression of him. They also wanted to seduce him, but he himself did not realize their hintings.     

Qin Shanyuan opened the first aid kit and took out ointment and gauze. Liang Jiaying immediately pulled up her sleeve and extended her hand to him.     

Qin Shanyuan was very careful. He knew that Liang Jiaying was afraid of pain and that her hands were very tender, so he didn't dare to use force on the cotton ball and applied the ointment on her wrist gently.     

Liang Jiaying lowered her head and her face became redder and redder until her ears also became red.         

    

Qin Shanyuan did not notice the change in her at all. After he finished wrapping the gauze bandages, he asked, "Do you have cuts on your feet? Do you want me to help you treat them?"     

Liang Jiaying's elder brother's voice was heard from the side, "You have two eyes, can't you see it? Of course, you have to help her."     

"Ah, okay..." Qin Shanyuan took a deep breath. "Then... I'll help you apply for the medicine. Can you pull up your pants and take off your socks?"     

Liang Jiaying blushed and bit her lip as she looked at Liang Mingyu. Liang Mingyu gave her an encouraging look. She slowly pulled up her pants and took off her shoes first. Then, she took off her socks.     

Her small feet slowly stretched towards Qin Shanyuan.     

Qin Shanyuan was an upright person. He did not feel that the current situation was very ambiguous. His big hand grasped Liang Jiaying's small feet. Her feet shrank reflexively but they were held tightly by him.     

"Why are your feet so small? I am holding them with one hand." Qin Shanyuan looked up and asked Liang Jiaying in surprise.     

Liang Jiaying's face was so red that blood almost dripped from her face. She bit her lip hard, nodded, and shook her head at the same time. Her mind was blank. She really did not know how to respond to Qin Shanyuan's words.     

Qin Shanyuan was foolish. He did not know that Liang Jiaying was embarrassed. He also put her small feet on his leg and then took the ointment.     

Liang Jiaying's eyes were fixed on her feet because... because her feet were so close to Qin Shanyuan's... If she moved a little, she might accidentally kick him there.     

"What are you thinking?" Qin Shanyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at her. "You are so absent-minded."     

"Nothing." Liang Jiaying immediately averted her eyes, not daring to look at him.     

When she looked away, her feet moved uncontrollably. Suddenly, she kicked a soft spot.     

Qin Shanyuan's face instantly turned red. He was immediately in a bad mood. "Jiaying, can you not move?"