"How do you know I'm hurt?"

She couldn't help asking, feeling very strange that he couldn't pay attention to these little things.

Especially when she's a woman of no importance.

"Purgatory is so severe that it's all covered with injuries. What's more, even if you protect your head, it's inevitable that you will be cut."

Mo Feng Ya tone idle light, from the bedside pull out a lot of medicine[

The technique skillfully spreads on her back, the cool feeling, lets those small wound hot stabbing pain fade gradually.

Ye Chuqing looks at his box full of medicine. If such a person is injured, won't there be a lot of doctors waiting on him?

What are you doing with all these potions in your room?

Is he injured, will not tell others, secretly wipe their own medicine?

Impossible, such a heartless man, how can he be the kind of hurt, silently deal with the wound, do not let people know.

He doesn't deserve it.

"Why don't you take the medicine and bear it silently? Some people will think you are very powerful and sympathize with your solemn and stirring?" Mo Feng Ya is sarcastic again.

Ye Chuqing is very angry. Does this poisonous man not satirize that he will die?

"You think I don't want to. I just can't wipe my back."

She can put ointment on the front, but she is also hard to deal with the back.

She is not familiar with the people in the villa, and the only woman she knows is the housekeeper who stares at her.

How could she ask her for help.

Think behind are small wounds, ignore, bear for a few days the scar does not hurt.

Mo Fengya hummed: "it's really ugly. I have scars. How can I be interested in your body in the future? So you come here every night and I'll wipe it for you."

No one wants you to be interested in me.

Ye Chuqing is extremely angry. This man has only that kind of use for him.

After wiping the medicine, ye Chuqing closed her eyes as if she were dead. She doesn't think this man is a man who cherishes fragrance and jade.

But

A thin quilt covered her back and wrapped her gently[

The bed around her suddenly sank, but did not press on her as expected.

"Go back. You're hurt. I'm not interested in bloody love. I'll let you go tonight." Mo Feng Ya's eyes closed in a state of languid interest.

Ye Chuqing's heart trembled inexplicably.

Looking at his face which closed his eyes and seemed particularly indifferent, she got up silently, put on her clothes and went away without looking back.

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