Dongfang Aoshi, this bastard, how much scum is there!

"Close your eyes!" The tone was vicious.

"What do you want to do—"

Suddenly, Dongfang's proud and handsome face magnified in front of his eyes.

Wenrou was startled, almost choked to death by herself.

"My king said it one last time, close your eyes."

"Why should I listen to you—"

The jaw was suddenly pinched.

Dongfang Aoshi's pupils constricted, looking stabbing, "Or, do you want this king to strip you naked here?"

"...shameless... obscene..." Rourou cursed and obediently closed her eyes.

In the next second, I felt a cold touch on my forehead, followed by a tingling pain.

Subconsciously, I wanted to open my eyes.

Dongfang Aoshi's gloomy warning immediately rang in his ears, "I haven't plucked people's eyes for a long time, I don't know if my skills are rusty."

Wen Rou's chest trembled, and she immediately closed her eyes tightly.

Dongfang Aoshi was satisfied and continued to disinfect her wound.

The cold liquid slides down from the forehead, flows over the eyelids, and reaches the lips...

"... Dongfang Aoshi, what did you put on me..." As soon as he opened his mouth, the liquid rushed into his mouth.

The liquid had a very pungent smell, which made the gentle tongue numb, and spit out several mouthfuls, "Bah, bah, bah...so stinky..."

The strong smell of alcohol made Rourou feel a sudden headache.

"..." Dongfang Aoshi was spit out of the wine specially used for disinfection, his face was stretched longer than a horse, and it was covered with dark clouds.

Rourou closed her eyes, she didn't know what happened, and she continued to create disasters, "Oriental pride? Ah... bah... it stinks... bah..."

"..."

"Dongfang Aoshi, what did you paint on me... Bah... Is it okay... It stinks... Bah..."

"..."

"Dongfang Aoshi... Bah... Are you deaf or dumb? Come back... Uh—"

The jaw is pinched.

Dongfang Aoshi's face was darker than ink, "Move again, and this king will immediately goug your eyes!"

"..."

"Then you should hurry up! It stinks..." Wenrou knew what Dongfang Aoshi was doing after smelling the pungent smell.

He was treating his own wounds.

Although Wen Rou hates Dongfang Aoshi, she is not a person who will abuse herself.

In this situation, it must be me who is going against Dongfang Aoshi——

As long as Dongfang Aoshi pokes her wound with something, it will hurt to death!

Ruan decided to take a temporary truce and not quarrel with him.

"You are quite good at ordering this king." Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, but did not hear the meaning of displeasure.

If he hadn't closed his eyes, Ruan really wanted to give him a blank stare, "I didn't ask you to help, you have to do it yourself."

"This king is not used to owe favors."

"It's best." She thought about taking a temporary truce, but when she had a conversation, Gentle couldn't help it.

Dongfang Aoshi's long eyes tightened, "What do you mean? What did Wen Wan tell you?"

Dongfang Aoshi is so nervous, is it really because something is wrong?

Wen Rou's thoughts were spinning rapidly, but she didn't show anything on her face, she snorted coldly, "What are you talking about? She hates me to death now, she can't even please such an expensive pearl necklace, what can she say to me?"

"Distressed about the pearl necklace?"

"Nonsense! That's my most expensive thing, don't you feel bad for it?"

Dongfang Aoshi hooked his lips, did not speak, and quickly treated the wound for Wen Rou, and applied medicine to bandage it.

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