Chapter 700
Mo Feixun took out the medicine box from the ring and began to treat Beiming Yufeng's wound seriously.

She found that these wounds were not ordinary wounds, and it had been several days, but they hadn't healed yet.

It seemed that what hurt him was not an ordinary thing, and even attached to it with a bit of treacherous aura.

Feeling a cool feeling coming from the wound, Beiming Yufeng's expression also softened a bit, and only then was he sure that he was not dreaming.

She really came to see him!
Picturesque eyebrows and eyes raised, and the corners of his usually cold mouth were slightly hooked into a nice smile.

The extremely aggressive and manic aura on his body has also softened at this time, like a lion whose fur has been smoothed.

"How are you these few days?" Beiming Yufeng turned his head around and buried his face face down in the brocade quilt, not wanting Mo Feixun to find out that he was a little out of control and nervous at this moment.

"It's okay." Mo Feixun replied, feeling a little nervous, "That... I misunderstood you before. I'm sorry!"

"It hurts to deal with the wound, so bear with it." Mo Feixun quickly changed the subject, thinking of how he left in a huff that night, now he really feels unable to hold on to his face.

She has always been a very rational person, I don't know why she was a little too emotional that night.

At that time, seeing Beiming Yufeng really seemed like an innocent person, who knew he was really injured?

"You are my king's painkiller. I don't feel pain with you here." Beiming Yufeng had a faint smile on his thin lips. The haze of the past few days was swept away, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in the spring breeze It's very comfortable.

"It's all hurt like this, and I'm still in the mood to joke around." Mo Feixun also pursed his lips and smiled.

I don't know why when I saw him again and talked to him, the discomfort in my heart disappeared, and I even felt a little sweet.

She was not happy during the few days when she was fighting with him and getting angry.

This is the most relaxing time in the past few days, as if the big stone that has been pressing on his heart has been removed by him.

"About your father..."

"You don't need to say anything, I know. You should take care of your injuries now, and don't worry about other things." Mo Feixun hurriedly avoided this topic.

Even though she thought about it in her heart, she was still a little concerned and uncomfortable, but in a blink of an eye, she thought that he must be injured, so she didn't help, she could understand.

Mo Feixun didn't know, he didn't listen to what Beiming Yufeng said, and he missed a lot.

Beiming Yufeng thought that she knew everything, and there was no need to say more, because he didn't like to bring up these things.

He wanted to have the purest relationship with her, without any other mixture.

Mo Feixun put medicinal powder on Beiming Yufeng, and when the powder fell on the wound, Beiming Yufeng frowned tightly and gasped.

Even though he wasn't afraid of pain, the excruciating pain still made him a little uncomfortable.

"It hurts, but this medicine can make the wound heal quickly, bear with it!" Mo Feixun also frowned, and while speaking, he handed him his other free hand, "If it hurts, just bite me Bar."

She couldn't bear to see him hurt!
Seeing her hand in front of her eyes, Beiming Yufeng was taken aback.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and there was a little smile in his eyes, like thousands of stars falling into it, he raised his hand, and his big palm grabbed her little hand, "This king is reluctant to bite you."

"..." His touch and words were like electric shocks, causing her heart to tremble, and a strange and subtle feeling spread in her heart.

(End of this chapter)

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