Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Ling Yushen bowed his head and smiled, "why didn't you hear you were afraid of blood during your period?"

"I'm not afraid of my own blood. I'm afraid of other people's blood." Lu Mianbing came to block the water and cover the earth. In short, he just didn't want to wrap him up.

Ling Yushen waved to the servant to go out first.

The servant also saw the difference between the two, and didn't dare to persuade anything more, so he had to turn and quit the restaurant.

As soon as the servant left, his true face came out.

His chin was pinched by him, and Lu Mian frowned, "what are you doing?"

His hands are hurt and he's not honest.

"Just want to see me die?" Ling Yushen felt ironic. She was hurt. He was worried for a long time. He was hurt, but she was indifferent.

This difference really makes people unhappy.

The hand holding her chin couldn't help exerting force.

"Pain!"

Lu Mian cried out in a low voice, raised his hand and hit him in the face. Her speed was not fast. He could escape. He just wanted him to let go. Who knows, he didn't hide——

Pop.

A slap fell on his face.

The surrounding air solidifies into a needle in an instant.

Ten thousand arrows darted at her.

Lu Mian breathed and his eyes became dull. Why didn't he hide?

The medicine box was thrown in front of her. Ling Yushen's thin lips, still with an unhappy breath, loosened the clamp on her. He lowered his head and removed the gauze from his hands, "change the gauze for me."

“……”

"Why?" He raised his eyes, his eyes slightly cold, "do you want me to return it?"

What else?

Did you slap her?

Lu Mian bit his lip, "who told you not to hide."

"Who told you to fight?"

If she doesn't fight, doesn't he have to hide?

In the final analysis, the reason is her.

Lu Mian, who confessed to being unjustified, had to accept his life to bandage his wound.

The wound cracked. She saw the wound under the blood, like a knife cut. The wound was very deep

Fear of blood is false, but she is still very afraid of this kind of wound.

Take a deep breath, harden your scalp to wrap him, and wrap gauze around his hand, circle after circle.

And he remained silent.

Without raising her eyes, she could feel the burning eyes, which had been glued to her face.

The gauze tied a beautiful bow on the back of his hand. Lu Mian patted the back of his hand, "OK."

Ling Yu Shen's lips were skimmed, and his dislike didn't hide at all, "tie it again."

"Why?" Throwing away his close hand, Lu Mian didn't want it. "How lovely the bow is. It's called contrast sprouting. Do you understand?"

"I don't like it."

"It doesn't matter whether you like it or not. Since you let me wrap it up, my love is the most important."

Ling Yushen was silent for dozens of seconds before he said, "you can't hold chopsticks. You feed me."

Lu Mian: "what did you say?"

Raised his injured right hand, he said word by word, "hand, injured, can't move."

"I'll let the servant feed you." Lu Mian put his hand on the table, turned his head and shouted outside the restaurant, "you go in..."

His mouth was tightly covered. Lu Mian stared with big eyes. Ling met Shenjun's face and approached, "if you dare to shout them in, try it."

Just try.

Lu Mian broke his hand, stretched his neck and shouted out, "come in!"

Hearing the news, the servant hurried in, "madam, you..."

The scene in front of him made the servant's face hot and dry. Before he finished speaking, he withdrew.

Lu Mian, who is forced to kiss by Ling Yushen, wants to cry without tears.