The only pet cute concubine: the dragon king is domineering and hooking

Chapter 321 Is this medicine given by Uncle Fu?
But unexpectedly, after hearing this, Lan Yaoyao suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed, "What did you say? Uncle Fu? This medicine is...is this medicine given by Uncle Fu?"

Xue Zichen didn't understand why Lan Yaoyao had such a big reaction, he nodded and replied, "Yes."

Lan Yaoyao was speechless, she frowned, pinched the corners of her back with her hands tightly, she suddenly lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and said in a voice full of embarrassment: " I'm going to die, how will I face Uncle Fu in the future, and how will I get along with Uncle Fu in the future."

How could this man ask for ointment from Forbe? Asking for ointment from Forbe is the same as telling Forbe that the two of them have already started doing things?
And the force was uncomfortable, and he was injured.

Let people know this, it's really... It's really embarrassing!
Seeing Lan Yaoyao's embarrassing look, and hearing Lan Yaoyao's embarrassing words, Xue Zichen already understood what Lan Yaoyao was thinking now.

He hooked the corner of his lower lip imperceptibly, and suddenly with both hands, he broke her legs apart, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, even if Uncle Fu knows, he will pretend he didn't know. Besides, this What's there to be ashamed of doing such a thing? It's normal for a man and a woman to love each other."

If you fall in love and don't do this kind of thing, then it's not normal...

When Lan Yaoyao heard what Xue Zichen said, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. How could this man say that he was just eating everyday food?
How could it be so light and casual?

Lan Yaoyao frowned, glanced at the man in front of her, and wanted to speak back to the man.

But the man didn't wait for her to speak, he suddenly took the ointment on the pillow, quickly unscrewed the bottle cap of the ointment, wiped a little on his finger, and then quickly and softly , reaching below her...

Lan Yaoyao looked at Xue Zichen's ointment-applied fingers and stretched them under her body, her body trembled slightly, and the embarrassment on her face suddenly became more serious.

She moved her legs, wanting to combine her own legs, Nuo Nuo said: "My lord, this... I will do it myself... I will do it myself. My lord, you...you still..."

"Why do you have to do the things that this king can help you with? You just sit still and don't move around." Xue Zichen said the reason for helping her was very natural.

Domineering yet gentle, autocratic yet tender.

Lan Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, her eyes were blank, she looked at the serious man in front of her, her leg that was about to twist, suddenly became quiet.

The whole person also quieted down...

Xue Zichen successfully stretched the ointment-applied finger under her body, and then spread the ointment evenly under her body.

Gently finished applying the ointment, Xue Zichen took the pair of obscene pants that Lan Yaoyao was holding in his palm, took the obscene pants, and lifted Lan Yaoyao from the bed, and suddenly hugged her up.

"I'd better put it on for you. You can put it on yourself. It should take some time."

In fact, it's not because I'm afraid that she will delay the time, but because I'm afraid that if she wears it by herself, it will involve the "injury" of her lower body.

It would make her frown in pain again.

More importantly, he wants to help her, his own woman, and do everything...

Lan Yaoyao was hugged tenderly by Xue Zichen, she turned her head and looked at the man behind her, she didn't know why in her heart, the embarrassment was gone at this moment, and what was there for a while was full of emotion .

Xue Zichen gently helped Lan Yaoyao put on the obscene pants, and then put on the rest of the clothes for her.

He stood up holding her, hugged her to the table, gently placed her on the stool, glanced at the dishes in front of him, moved the nearest soup bowl to her, and said, "This is I asked the cook at the inn to cook it for you, you eat it. Eat it...you should feel better."

Lan Yaoyao glanced at the soup bowl in front of her. The contents in the soup bowl were obviously a kind of nourishing soup for the body.

She smelled the aroma emanating from the tonic soup, her nose moved slightly, and she felt that her stomach suddenly seemed... more hungry because of the rich aroma of the tonic soup.

She gulped two saliva, then picked up the soup spoon in front of her, scooped up the tonic soup one by one, and fed it to her mouth.

Xue Zichen stood behind Lan Yaoyao, his eyes were soft, and he glanced at Lan Yaoyao who was drinking the soup in front of him, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, then turned around, and walked quickly to the bed ...

When Lan Yaoyao heard the footsteps behind her, she paused slightly for a moment, then turned her head and looked at Xue Zichen's figure.

Looking at Xue Zichen, he quickly walked to the bedside, and after reaching the bedside, he bent down and reached out, and picked up the ointment on the pillow.

Picking up the ointment, he capped the bottle of the ointment, and then slowly put the ointment in his arms like a treasure.

Seeing his movements, the corners of Lan Yaoyao's eyes and mouth twitched wildly. She looked at his figure walking over speechlessly, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she frowned and said, "My lord, take that ointment with you." What are you doing? You shouldn't..."

"Well, be prepared. It's always good to keep it by your side. If you accidentally hurt you in the future, you can also take this ointment to 'heal' your injury." Xue Zichen didn't wait for Lan Yaoyao to finish speaking, He whispered back to her.

Hearing his words, Lan Yaoyao was even more speechless for a while.

She raised her hand to support her forehead, and sighed: "I said, lord, can't you be a little lighter? Can't you control your strength and move a little lighter? You have to hurt me? "

"Well, I will try my best to control it in the future, but sometimes this kind of thing is involuntary and involuntary. Rao, I want to control my strength, but I am still afraid of accidentally hurting you. "

Just like him this time, he obviously wanted to be gentle with her and never hurt her.

But things backfired. In the end, he still didn't control his strength well, and still hurt her a little bit...

There were N black lines on Lan Yaoyao's forehead, the spoon in her hand tightened, and she frowned tightly, then suddenly turned her head, continued to drink from the soup bowl, and said coolly: "If The prince doesn't know how to control his own strength, so in the future, the prince should solve it by himself, don't even think about coming to me."

It was obvious that Lan Yaoyao was angry.

When Xue Zichen heard Lan Yaoyao's words, his steps paused slightly, and then he continued to walk quickly, walked to her side, sat down slowly, and said, "Fix it yourself? How can you solve it yourself? This kind of thing , where is there a way to solve it yourself?"

(End of this chapter)