Mad concubine comes: Prince husband take it easy

But in fact, many drugs don't need to be so bitter to exert their efficacy.

Feng Guishou was sincere and didn't want others to feel better. He made his medicine very bitter.

Rong Jinye is a very unbearable person. If Feng Guishou knew that the medicine was for Rong Jinye, he would never dare to make it so bitter.

"No problem with the medicine? What's the matter with you?"

Rong Jinye pointed to Su Muyan's hand. Su Muyan immediately understood and hurriedly sent the water cup held on his hand.

Rong Jinye drank a few mouthfuls with her hand, and the water in the cup was empty in the twinkling of an eye.

"Is it better?" Su Muyan wanted to pat his back. Suddenly, he realized that he was hurt on his back and couldn't be touched.

"Bitter... Cough..."

Rong Jinye choked this sentence for a long time. It was bitter as if he was going to vomit bile.

Su Muyan looked around. "What should I do? There are no sweets like preserves here. Why don't I pour you a glass of water."

She said she was about to get up, but Rong Jinye pulled her back.

The cup rolled to the ground.

Rong Jinye suddenly bullied him, "who said there was no sweet thing here..."

"What is..." Su Muyan breathed inexplicably and followed closely. He always felt that what he wanted to say seemed to have something to do with himself.

Chen's black eyes stared at her for a moment and gently opened their mouth, "your lips..."

"Nonsense!" Su Muyan hit him, and Rong Jinye immediately exhaled in pain.

Su Muyan panicked, "did you pull the wound again?"

As soon as she approached, someone's narrow Phoenix eyes immediately flashed and took the opportunity to take her into his arms.

The warm and cool lips covered it.

Su Muyan didn't dare to move for fear of hurting him. Unexpectedly, it made the injured more unscrupulous.

He hasn't touched her for a long time. Originally, he just wanted to taste the kiss. Somehow, the smell changed at the moment he touched her.

It's like a fire "rubbing" and burning up. A single spark can start a prairie fire out of control!

The deeper he kisses, the more eager he kisses. It seems that he wants to eat Su Muyan into his stomach.

A moment later, Su Muyan leaned breathlessly in his arms, but Rong Jinye's lips didn't leave her. They went down along her open collar and white skin

All the places he touched were like a fire, at a loss

"Rong Jinye... Stop..."

"Can't stop..." he replied vaguely, stretched out his hand and held Su Muyan to the bed.

The next moment

His expression suddenly froze in his face.

Four eyes were opposite, and Rong Jinye put his hands on her side and didn't move.

Su Mu Yan's eyebrows picked up, "poof poo" laughed and said, "have you reported this world? It's been a hundred days. As a wounded person, there should be a wounded protagonist. Don't move and lie down."

Rong Jinye was stunned and said, "I don't mind. Let you move."

He said such ambiguous words in a very serious tone. It seems that the person who thinks crooked along with this word has a problem with his own thought.

Su Muyan blushed, "I'm tired. I just went out for a trip. Do you want me to exercise?"

"Well," Rong Jinye considered very seriously, "then owe me first. When I'm well, you can supply me together."

Su Muyan's eyelids jumped and keenly caught a word, "together? What is together?"

It sounds like she owes him a lot. It's not just this time.

Rong Jinye naturally said, "it means many, many times. Don't worry, I won't let you pay off all at once. I'll understand you and step by step..."

"Why don't I remember I owed you before? Ah bah!" Su Muyan said worse and immediately straightened out, "I don't owe you this time. When did I owe you? Don't talk nonsense."

"Do you want to say this?" Rong Jinye looked at her in surprise. "Wen thought there should be a tacit understanding between husband and wife."

He said with some difficulty, propped himself up, sat next to him and crossed his legs, "Well, since you say so, let's make it clear now. Your life has long been mine. We have reached a consensus on this matter a long time ago, so when I want you to do something, you should try your best to cooperate with me. I think every month, except when you are physically inconvenient, you should --"

"Stop!" without Su Muyan, who was afraid of involving his wound, Su Muyan simply turned over and got out of bed, hooked a chair from the side and sat down, "I don't mean to talk about this topic with you. I'll give you two choices. Either close your eyes immediately and go to bed, or I'll discuss with you about whether my life is yours. Yes, I did reach a contract with you before, but so many things happened later. If I have to talk about it seriously, I think the life I owe you was long ago In prison -- "

"Yan'er!"

Rong Jinye suddenly interrupted, looking terrified!

Su Muyan stopped, "huh?"

She has no special expression, just such a simple syllable, her eyes are dark and difficult to distinguish.

Rong Jinye froze for a second. He would lie on the bed and lie down. He didn't even forget to pull the quilt for himself, "I fell asleep."

Su Muyan: "

This guy is obviously injured in his back. Why does his head degenerate?

Talk to her when you're asleep?

Su Muyan got up and gently pulled down the quilt on his body, not covering the wound.

Now the weather has turned hot. I won't feel cold when I sleep at night. It's not good for the wound to be so stuffy.

Moreover, she also wanted to see if the wound had cracked again.

Behind the clean white clothes, there was a little light red, seeping out from inside.

She gently breathed out a mouthful of turbid air, and then realized that a heart had been carrying it all the time. Now she was relieved to see that the harm was not great.

He turned around to find the wound medicine again, opened Rong Jinye's clothes, poured some hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder again at the place where the blood spilled, and then waited for the blood to stop, and then gently covered him with the thin Chinese clothes again.

"Mu Yan."

Rong Jinye closed his eyes and suddenly said.

Su Muyan answered while packing up the medicine, "HMM."

He probably forgot that he just said he was "asleep" not long ago. Su Muyan was always honest in the process of re applying medicine. Su Muyan thought he was really going to sleep.

"In the future... Don't mention the prison, will you?"

The voice, which has always been calm and steady, shows a trace of imperceptible vulnerability at the moment.