Supreme Demon Concubine is too arrogant

Chapter 347 Medicine
"what happened?"

Jiang Fuli was a little unusual, she was a cultivator, so she shouldn't be tired, but now she had to rest, Jiu Yuan couldn't help being very worried.

"It's okay, I'll just take a look at your injuries!"

After all, she was thinking about his injury, Jiu Yuan felt indescribably comfortable and warm, just like the feeling of sitting under the eaves of the porch and bathing in the sun in the winter, the pores all over her body were evacuated, and she couldn't exert her strength .He was at the mercy of Jiang Fuli, feeling her hands used to holding knives and guns become soft, turning over and over on his back like a kitten's paw.

She cut off the clothes, tore off a piece of the middle coat, soaked it in water, and washed all the wounds.

"There is no bleeding anymore." Jiang Fuli's hand lightly touched the upturned flesh, Jiu Yuan shrank reflexively, and suddenly, she felt that such a hideous streak appeared on her back, Terrible wound.

I don't know how many injuries she has suffered, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and more serious injuries than this, but people are always like this, when the wound is on her body, no matter how painful it is, it is not unbearable, but once , The wound moved to another person, even if it was not serious, it would be unbearable.

Now, Jiang Fuli couldn't bear it very much. She felt that it was because Jiu Yuan had suffered this injury for her. He rushed over and blocked Jiang Yueli's broad knife with his own body.

This was one of the main reasons why Jiang Fuli insisted on killing Jiang Yueli.

"Well, I know!" Although it hurts, Jiu Yuan tried his best to act indifferent, as if the injury wasn't on his body.

"Afu?"

"Huh?" Jiang Fuli suddenly woke up.

"Is it almost ready?" Jiu Yuan's voice was very hoarse, as if it had been honed by sand.

Jiang Fuli understood what was going on, the tension in his voice was too obvious.Although she always felt that it was inconceivable that a person like Jiu Yuan would blush, be nervous, and be shy.

"No!" Jiang Fuli put his hands on Jiu Yuan's smooth shoulders, straightened up, carefully avoided Jiu Yuan's wound, and leaned close to his ear.

Jiu Yuan's body collapsed so straight that he didn't even realize that the wound was cracked and blood was oozing out again.

In the evening, only some mindless insects chirped cheerfully in the jungle, and the last ray of afterglow reluctantly bid farewell to the sky. The heat of hot summer has been dispelled by the shade rising from the ground. And the sound of the gurgling water of the stream below.

Jiang Fuli was lying on Jiu Yuan's bare/exposed shoulders, her breath was very unstable, Jiu Yuan's dry and warm palm was still on her waist, and her low, hoarse, passionate voice like a violin was whispering in her ear , "Ah Fu, it has been twice, you will be responsible for me, right?"

Jiang Fuli couldn't help it, smiled slowly, with a look of satisfaction on his face, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who starts messing around and ends up abandoning? However, everything should come first, first come first, so, if you follow the order, you can at best Count it as my second room."

Jiu Yuan's whole body was shocked, and at an angle that Jiang Fuli couldn't see, his eyes narrowed, a flash of sharpness flashed by, but he still coaxed in a good voice, "Who is the big house? Ah Fu, don't tell me it is That little girl who is completely obsessed with Mini and doesn't understand anything."

"En!" Jiang Fuli lazily replied, she was just joking, trying to tease him.

The man's body is full of hormones, mixed with an unknown fragrance, which smells very good, all of which are details that she likes.

She can't let go of such a man, no matter who wants to snatch her, there is no way.

For a moment, she couldn't help but think of Jiang Yueli, that woman whose name was only a word away from her, who knew her well, what happened?

There is also the divine bow she got, which obviously has spiritual wisdom. After holding it in her hand, she is so familiar with it, and can even feel the grievance in his heart, just like they used to be very good friends. Banquet, there is a natural tacit understanding.

(End of this chapter)