The song of the Phoenix against the Phoenix

Chapter 8
Lan Mingyou tilted her head slightly, and looked at her face carefully, a small oval face, she has delicate and smooth skin.

However, due to long-term abuse|abuse, full and hungry, the whole person's complexion is particularly bad, he looks completely bloodless, and even his body is thin and bony. When Lan Mingyou just hugged her, he felt Hugging is like a dead bone.

Her nose is small and straight, her small cherry mouth is very attractive, and her long and curled eyelashes tremble slightly with her breathing, like a black butterfly waving its wings.

Lan Mingyou found that she was already a beauty at a young age, and she would be even more troublesome when she grows up. It's a pity that the fifth young lady is an idiot, wasting this beautiful skin for nothing.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and caressed her thin piercing cheek. There was not much emotion in his eyes, but he felt that when he stroked her cheek, there was a weird and comfortable feeling in his heart.

Lan Mingyou felt that maybe it was the first time he touched a woman's skin like this, so he felt weird.

He gently tugged at his lower lip, but there was no smile on his face, it was as calm as water but mixed with a bit of a monster.

Bo Lixin moved her fingers slightly, and now she is a bit stronger than before, but if she confronts this powerful man head-on, she will definitely die a miserable death.

The more Lan Mingyou caress|touches, the more interesting she finds it, so she couldn't help touching her face from her face to her neck.

She frowned slightly, this pervert, she really thought he was kind enough to save her, and after he was rescued, he started to touch her, touching her, if it was in modern times, she would have slapped her with a palm He is dead.

But Bo Tangxin knew that she couldn't beat him, at least for now, so she had no choice but to continue to pretend to be asleep and let him move, even if she didn't open her eyes or fight back.

Lan Mingyou touched her for a while, then stopped, pulled her wrist and put his fingers gently on her pulse to observe.

"It's not as serious as I thought."

"However, it is indeed a waste. There is no vitality in your body. I really don't know how you survived."

Lan Mingyou finished speaking on his own, put her hand back under the quilt, and fed her an unknown elixir, then he stood up and walked out, and the pure white feathers on his shoulders followed suit. He trembled slightly as he moved.

Bo Lixin heard the sound of the door being closed, and after a while, tried to move his hand.

Now my strength has recovered a lot, even though my body is still in pain, I still have the strength to open my eyes and speak.

She opened her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, her eyes were extremely sharp, and her eyes were full of coldness, as if a knife had shot out of her eyes.

Bo Lixin took a look around here, she really had timetraveled, she couldn't find a trace of modernity in the things in the room, the doors, windows, screens, cabinets, and even the bed she slept in were all ancient things, antique , full of ancient taste.

She stretched out her hand in front of her eyes, and found that it was much smaller, exactly like a child's hand, but it was covered with thick calluses, and it looked like a lot of heavy work had been done.

The pill that Lan Mingyou gave Bo Lixin was very effective. Not long after Bo Lixin took it, the pain from being beaten by a random stick had already been reduced a lot, and her strength was gradually increasing. Recovering, and even weirder, she felt something move in her stomach and didn't know what it was.

Bo Lixin shook her head slightly, not letting herself think too much, she rolled up her long sleeves.

(End of this chapter)