Divine Doctor's Daughter: Emperor, please marry me!

Yan Qing looked stunned.

Hearing a few words in her sentence, his ears suddenly warmed.

"... this... I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate..." he subconsciously said.

Xiao Ba blinked. His eyes were pure and sincere. His thick curled eyelashes flickered gently, like a slight wind blowing through his heart.

She sighed softly, the warm breath brushed off, gently tooted her mouth, and her red lips were full.

"So, Lord Zuo doesn't want to help? In that case, your apology is not sincere“

Yanqing's heart is tangled, and the sword eyebrows are slightly closed.

He clearly knew that the injury on Xiaoba's waist was really serious. If he guessed correctly, the injury spread to his waist and back. Under normal circumstances, she can reach it by herself, but - her shoulder is also hurt, so I'm afraid she will be reluctant to move like this.

But that's why if he helps with the medicine, this position

After all, they have nothing to do with each other now.

But she said so. If she really refused, it would really look inhuman to him.

Moreover, it is inappropriate to pay attention to the defense of men and women with the injured.

It seems that he thinks too much.

With this in mind, Yan Qing's jaw is light.

"OK."

……

Hearing the answer he wanted, Xiao Ba picked his eyebrow and smiled, turned and walked towards the bed.

Yan Qing followed her three steps, not far or near.

Little eight fell down with a pillow in his arms.

"Lord Zuo, wait a minute. You should be gentle."

Her voice is a little stuffy, but it is particularly soft and soft.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement behind him.

She turned her head in doubt, but Yan Qing didn't move.

She hooked the corner of her lip.

"What are you doing there? Is it hard to regret“

Yan Qing returned to her senses, her eyes were frozen, finally came forward, came to the bedside and sat down.

Xiao Ba handed over a jade bottle.

"No, that's it“

Yanqing had seen this thing before. Chu Liuyue was really distressed when she saw Xiaoba injured and brought it to her.

He put down his sword and took the medicine.

Xiao Ba holds the pillow, his two jade arms are folded, his hands are folded, and his chin is light.

"Let's go“

Yanqing pursed her lips and finally looked at her, revealing a slender waist.

The skin is as thin as fat, and it looks like it can shine.

But because of this, the bruise on her back waist was particularly obvious.

And because of the passage of time, the bruise has gradually turned purple and red, and expanded a circle than before.

It's even more shocking.

Yan Qing frowned.

Previously, because there were clothes covered, he only vaguely saw a scar on her side waist.

Although I knew when I held her to death that her injury should be more serious than I could see, I didn't expect that it had reached this level.

He looked a little cold.

It seemed that he was aware of something wrong. Xiao Ba looked back at him.

"... Lord Zuo, I just ask you a little favor, you..."

This face is a little too cold.

If you really don't want to, just refuse!

Knowing that she had misunderstood, Yan Qing explained:

"No, I was just thinking that the previous punishment for Shujing was too light“

Little Bayi was stunned. I didn't expect him to say this.

For a moment, her red lips flicked.

"Isn't it? Can she break the rules of life and death“

This is a taboo.

Yan Qing gave a meal and didn't speak.

He was angry, but not entirely because of this.

A moment later, he opened the bottle and took a clotted light cyan ointment with his index finger.

Hesitating for a moment, he finally approached and applied the ointment to the wound on Xiaoba's back waist.

Greasy, soft and warm.

His fingertips stiffened slightly.

Little eight seemed unaware and put his face on the back of his hand.

From his point of view, he could see half of her face.

Her forehead is full, Joan has a pretty nose and red lips.

She closed her eyes and her thick curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids.

Yanqing took back her sight and pushed the ointment away.

Her waist is really thin. Under the colored broken jade beads, her waist is sunken, and the smooth lines are suddenly put away here

The radian of the.

Not a full grip.

Further down, there are exquisite and gorgeous pleated skirts, and——

He immediately looked back and breathed a little hot.

Realizing that this was really inappropriate, he held his breath, looked at his nose, nose and heart, and only his big hand pushed a little on the undulating lines that only belong to women.

Time seems to pass very slowly.

Little eight felt that his hot fingertips were wrapped in a cool ointment and swam around his waist.

His movements are light and itchy.

She couldn't help laughing and twisted her waist subconsciously.

Yan Qing made a move and looked up at her.

"What's the matter“

Xiao Ba coughs:

"Well, it's all right. I have itchy meat on my waist. You just touched it. It's a little itchy."

Yan Qing gave a meal and went on.

She laughed again and hid aside.

"Oh, it's really itchy! Or forget it, I -- "

Yanqing pursed her lips, suddenly stretched out her other hand and clasped it in the uninjured position on the other side of her. Her voice was cold and slightly dumb.

"Don't move."

His hand has a thick cocoon because he holds the sword all the year round.

It fell on her delicate waist and hurt slightly.

And his strength is really great. With such a press, he really fixed Xiao BA in place and couldn't move.

Little eight turned back and his red lips tooted.

"Lord Zuo, you're so hard. It hurts."

Yanqing didn't look at her.

"Bear it."

Little Bayi was stunned. Then he suddenly felt his other hand spread out and covered the wound.

Then, a kneading exhibition.

Small eight unexpectedly, stuffy hum, thin soft voice will overflow from the nasal cavity.

Yan Qing was stiff.