Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Although she is still very young, she is a little girl after all. If she is a little boy, then it doesn't matter what she does!

Sweat began to roll down Qingyan's forehead, at this moment, he should go to a female doctor first!

After all, he is not Taoyao's biological father, so there are some things he cannot do.

But the little girl's body is too delicate, and she can't wait for a moment.

Qingyan really felt that this was the greatest torture he had ever suffered. The crying of the little girl stopped in his ears, making him feel his heart throbbing, as if it was really his own daughter. The injury is on her body, and the pain is on him.

Taoyao grabbed her body with her little hands and cried, "Uncle, it's so itchy, so uncomfortable..."

The pain in Qingyan's throat and heart suddenly became more severe, and it was soft, and she hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, uncle will show you..."

Qingmao turned Taoyao's body with his hands, and there were some red dots on her slender back, like scattered small flowers growing on her white and tender skin, with a very strange beauty.

Qingyan was a bit at a loss, he was proficient in treating adults and so on, but the little girl...this...was really the first time!

Several times I wanted to strike, but I took it back, afraid of hurting Taoyao.

Moreover, he was not too clear about the sudden appearance of these red dots on Taoyao's back, but right now, it was so late in the day, it seemed that there was not enough time to find someone to come over.How can this be good?

Qingyan thought for a while, and quickly found a bottle of ointment that had been put aside for many years. It was a medicine for healing various skin injuries. He had never used it. It is said that it has the effect of beautifying skin. This situation is not suitable.

Qingyan took a deep breath, stabilized her trembling hands, picked out a ball of light green ointment with her fingers, and gave Taoyao to apply it on her back finely.

The plaster exudes a faint fragrance, which is the smell of a fusion of various flowers and spices. It smells very good, and it has a certain effect of calming the mind.

Qingyan took a few deep breaths, but it really did help a little, and the violent reaction of the body calmed down a little.

After a while, probably the ointment really worked, Taoyao's crying gradually stopped, and she became quiet.

Qingyan touched her tear-stained little face distressedly: "How is it, does it still itch?"

Taoyao is like a cat, rubbing against Qingyan's big hand, "Well, it's not itchy anymore... It's cool, so comfortable."

Qingyan's heart finally fell, "Hey, go to sleep."

Taoyao had ointment on her body, she couldn't wear clothes, and she couldn't lie on her back, she could only sleep on her stomach. She rubbed against Qingyan's side and pressed against Qingyan: "Uncle, you sleep with me."

The soft and waxy voice and the soft and fragrant little body make it difficult for Qing Yao, a big man who has never been in contact with children.

Qingyan closed her eyes, stretched out her hand and patted Taoyao's head stiffly: "Sleep well, uncle will accompany you."

"Hmm..." After crying for half the night, Taoyao was very tired, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

She fell asleep, but it was difficult for Qingyan to fall asleep. He felt that he couldn't do this. After all, men are not as careful as women, and Taoyao can't be taken care of in many places. It's better to let the maid serve her at night.

The little Taozi next to him is not honest in his sleep, and his two little claws are always grabbing his arm, which makes Qingyan even more unable to sleep.

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