His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 185

Then Summer found that her instep had been scraped and swollen.

Even though she wore snow boots, her foot was seriously injured. So it could tell that Vicky really hated her guts.

Leonardo's expression darkening, he looked up at Summer angrily.

Summer flinched and said, "It doesn't hurt at all..."

She suddenly thought of Leonardo's reaction when she had sprained her ankle before. Then she swallowed her saliva and said, "Alright, it hurts a little."

Leonardo didn't say anything and just helped her put on her sock.

His face was still dark, but his movements were very gentle.

Summer felt that Leonardo was not as terrifying as he looked like.

She thought of what had happened in the elevator just now and asked curiously, "What did you do in the elevator? Did the elevator fall off? Will Vicky be alright?"

He said indifferently, "She won't die anyway."

His words chilled Summer.

Vicky wouldn't die. This meant that she would at least suffer serious injuries.

After returning home, Leonardo placed Summer on the bed and then went to get the ointment.

Ever since Summer sprained her ankle last time, there had been a medical kit in the bedroom, which was filled with all kinds of ointments for traumatic injuries.

Sitting down cross-legged on the carpet in front of the bed, Leonardo placed Summer's foot on his knees and applied ointment to her instep carefully.

Leonardo went to get the ointment as soon as he returned home, so he hadn't changed his clothes. Even though he was just casually sitting cross-legged on the ground, he was still dignified and formidable.

Summer looked down and only saw his short hair, his eyelids, and the tip of his nose.

She tilted her head and saw him frowning slightly. He pursed his lips and fixed his eyes on her instep, as if he was dealing with some troublesome loophole of a project.

His face was still cold, but somehow she felt that the current Leonardo was very tender.

Most of the time, a tough guy would actually be a gentle and sensitive person.

Summer still remembered what Leonardo had done when she first saw him. At that time, he barged into her room and spoke to her in a flirtatious tone. She had never expected him to carefully apply medicine to her wound one day.

She was touched and said, "Leonardo."

"What?" Leonardo didn't look up and kept applying medicine to her foot.

He thought that Summer had something to say, but he heard nothing after waiting for a while. He couldn't help but look up at Summer.

In the fact, he was almost done applying medicine. He asked, "What...?"

Before he could say anything else, Summer kissed him.

She rarely kissed him on her own initiative.

Leonardo froze for a moment. Then he stood up and pressed Summer on the bed.

Perhaps because Summer was very enthusiastic, Leonardo was easily aroused by her.

Just as they were kissing each other affectionately, Leonardo suddenly stood up with desire in his eyes and said in a husky voice, "I'll go wash my hands first."

Summer looked at his back and was a little confused. They were just kissing, but why did he have to wash his hands?

Before she could figure it out, her clothes were all taken off.

He asked her flirtatiously, "Now, do you know why I have to wash my hands first?"

Summer already blushed. But as he asked this question, her face became even redder. She bit her lips and glared at him.