The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 138 I Want to Teach You Well
"Master, if you can't cover it up, it's not a problem. I'll add a few more strokes at that time. Now it's not uncommon for the forehead to be finely printed."

It is a good thing for Xie Wanrong to keep Yao Wanggu for a few more days, she took out the second scroll of the ancient book of spirit grass and handed it over while she was talking.

"Master, this is the apprentice's apprenticeship ceremony."

Yao Wang's eyes sparkled, and he took it preciously, "What kind of apprentice ceremony, this is the boy's consultation fee."

The King of Medicine couldn't wait to read it, and he strode up: "calculate the time, he is about to wake up, and the medicine boy will bring the medicine juice over in a while, and you stared at him and drank it. I heard Luo Xun talk about your medicine." Medical skills, you can handle the rest, remember to pick some lotus leaves for external application in your spare time."

Before Xie Wanrong could respond, a gust of wind blew past, and the door opened and closed, but there was nowhere to be seen the King of Medicine.

Xie Wanrong shook her head secretly, and walked towards the bed.

Standing on the edge of the bed, with downcast eyes, she looked at Qi Jinghuan's handsome sleeping face, followed his eyebrows and eyes, carefully admiring his beauty.

It has to be said that Qi Jinghuan, who is lying here, looks more pleasing to the eye than ever.

She couldn't help sighing: "How can there be such a good-looking person in the world."

"It seems that this king holds a very high position in your heart."

Xie Wanrong was startled by the sudden sound and deep gaze.

Her face turned red unknowingly: "Ninth Prince, you have a thick skin."

"Ok?"

Qi Jinghuan made a gesture to get up, Xie Wanrong quickly leaned over and held him down: "Don't move, lie down...you..."

She felt dizzy, and her whole body was brought into the bed, tightly embedded in Qi Jinghuan's arms.

"Let go of me!" He looked half dead, his strength was still so great, Xie Wanrong frowned, trying to break free.

"Ahem... Wan'er... Don't move..." A weak voice whispered in her ear.

Xie Wanrong stopped in an instant, not daring to use force: "Knowing that my body is not good, I still play dead."

"Who said I can't do it? Do you want to try?" Qi Jinghuan chuckled, his deep eyes were full of teasing, and his scorching eyes seemed to see through Xie Wanrong.

"..."

Xie Wanrong blushed, being held in his arms and unable to move, avoiding his passionate gaze: "Are you thirsty, I'll go and pour you some water."

She signaled Qi Jinghuan to let her go.

"Thirsty." Qi Jinghuan lightly rested his chin on her collarbone, obviously not intending to let go of her.

"Then I'll get you some water!" Xie Wanrong emphasized again.

"Wan'er, it's actually not that troublesome."

Qi Jinghuan smiled deeply, propped himself up with one hand, raised his thin lips slightly, and looked at her deeply with a trace of cunning on his stern and unparalleled face.

"What...um..."

By the time Xie Wanrong realized Qi Jinghuan's final intention, it was already too late, and his lips touched.

It was probably because of the injuries on his body that his movements were much lighter. This kiss was as gentle as water, as if all the tenderness in the world had been melted into it.

Xie Wanrong felt that her brain was blank, her body was numb, and she almost forgot to breathe because of her clumsiness, her breathing gradually became short, and her eyes turned black.

"Idiot." Qi Jinghuan's hoarse voice gently touched her ear, and let go of the blushing little girl: "Next time, this king will teach you well."

Xie Wanrong gasped.

Is this what a patient should look like?
She committed a crime!
(End of this chapter)