Don't abuse the prince, the princess has remarried

The man scratched his neck and said, "There are a lot of mosquitoes outside. Look, I've been bitten all over my head. If I stay any longer, I'll be bitten to death by mosquitoes before my coughing up blood is cured."

Upon hearing this, Xiujing hurried over and said in a low voice, "Let me take a look."

The man turned his head to one side, "Here, look, it's all bags."

Xiujing took a look, and sure enough, he saw that his neck was covered with bumps, which were red and swollen from scratches. His skin was white, which was shocking.

"I'll get you some ointment."

He quickly brought a bottle of ointment over, opened it, picked some out with his fingertips, and directly applied it on the abscess for him.

She cared so much that she forgot the difference between men and women for a moment.

The man froze for a moment, grabbed her little hand with his big hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

His big hand was warm with thin calluses, her small hand was cold, weak and boneless, when they touched each other, both of them were stunned.

Princess Xiujing's pretty face turned red up to her ears in an instant, but she didn't withdraw her hand, and looked at him with a pair of black eyes.

The man withdrew his hand, took the green ointment from her hand, and applied it on his own.

Painted messily.

Xiujing's fingertips curled up, and she was slightly depressed and said, "Let me do it."

He took back the green ointment from his hand, picked some and spread it out in the palm of his hand, and patted it directly on his neck.

The man was caught off guard by being photographed, and he took a breath and said, "Princess sister is going to shoot brother to death!"

Xiujing spread the medicine with the palm of his hand, "I heard that the scourge lasted for thousands of years, brother should not die so easily."

The man raised his eyebrows, and said in a wordless and reckless manner, "What if my brother dies, my sister can't cry for three days and three nights on my brother's grave."

"Bah, bah, bah, my brother will live a hundred years, so he won't die."

Xiujing hurriedly said, and rubbed her small hands heavily for him.

I don't know where the muscles and bones were rubbed, he was trembling with soreness for a moment, and wanted her to stop, but her little hands were soft, cool and caressed on the hot skin, and there was an indescribable comfort, he finally didn't say it Stop her.

No one spoke for a while, and the room was silent.

"Xiujing, Xiujing, come out for me."

An arrogant and arrogant voice suddenly sounded outside the door, but it was Princess Fukang.

Xiujing was so frightened that she didn't know what to do, she was about to push Brother Lu to the bottom of the couch.

The man patted her hand comfortingly, turned over and jumped onto the beam.

Just as he disappeared, Princess Fukang pushed the door open and snorted coldly, "It's broad daylight, and you are hiding in the house!"

Xiujing put down the ointment on her hands, picked up a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and said in a low voice, "I wonder why sister Fukang came here in person?"

With his nose up, Fukang snorted coldly, "Of course there is something to do, come with me."

"What's the matter?"

Xiujing didn't move.

"If you let you go, you go, why are you talking so much!"

Fukang was impatient, and stretched out his hand to grab her and was about to go out, but at this moment, something broke through the wind and hit Fukang on the back of the neck.

Fukang's body went limp and he fell crookedly.

Xiujing: "..."

With a trembling heart, he quickly closed the door.

The man jumped off the beam and sat back on the couch lazily.

Princess Xiujing raised her throat in one breath, and said in a low voice, "Fukang, Fukang..."

"Don't worry, you won't die."

With Shi Shiran's words, the man waved at her and said, "Come here, continue to apply medicine to brother, it's killing me."

Xiujing: "..."