"Small color female, have you seen enough?" Being looked at by her watery blue eyes, the temperature on his body instantly boiled and his throat tightened. He knew that if he didn't stop her eyes, something would happen later.

"Well, who do you say is Xiaose female? The devil looks at you." His figure was hoarse and almost inaudible, but it seemed to burn her heart, making her feel that her body couldn't help but get a little hot, and her heart beat faster unconsciously.

"It's you. You can see it if you want. I won't mind." Looking at her rare embarrassment, yechenfeng couldn't help laughing. She was really a lovely little woman. He couldn't help but want to kiss her. However, this idea can't be put into action for the time being, so he can only endure for a while.

"Psycho, you lie down." Xia Hou xuan'er's ears were red at the moment. She pushed him down on the sofa a little rudely, which could wipe an evil smile on his face as if someone could commit a crime. She poured the medicine oil into the palm of her hand, and then rubbed it on his arm as if it were revenge.

"Well, be light." This little girl, even if she has a grudge against him, she doesn't have to retaliate against him like this. The medicine oil has hurt enough when it touches the wound. She still rubs it so hard. She really wants to hurt him.

"Hum, that's my strength. If you feel pain, you can do it yourself." Although Xia Hou xuan'er said so, his strength was much lighter.

"It won't hurt. I think it's just right." She is a woman with a hard mouth and a soft heart. Yechen Feng lies relaxed on the sofa, half squinting his unfathomable sharp eyes and looking at her tight side. Although her arm is about to cramp, there is still a smile on her lips, as if the person who hurts is not him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." If an ordinary person's arm is hit by her double stick, it will definitely break. Xia Hou Xuaner helps him massage with oil. Although the congestion has dispersed a little, the purple black is still dazzling,

Rubbed and rubbed, her eyes were unknowingly covered by a layer of fog. She tried to tell herself that he was cheap and stretched out his arm to let her fight. She didn't need to feel sad, but she couldn't help feeling sad and wanted to cry.

"I don't hurt at all." Aware that her voice was a little different, yechenfeng's eyebrows immediately frowned. He stretched out the palm of his hand to turn her face, but she avoided it. Instead, he bent his head lower, as if he didn't want him to see her at the moment,

He couldn't help sighing. He sat up from the sofa and saw that she was still lowering her head,

He held her chin with a single hand and lifted her face. Unexpectedly, he saw her eyes turn red and tears swirling in her eyes, which would fall down at any time.

"No pain is strange ~!" His hands have finally turned. He said it didn't hurt. He really thought she was a three-year-old child and didn't understand anything.

"Xuaner, I'm really fine. I've suffered more serious injuries. This kind of stick injury is just a trifle." Looking at the way tears swirled in her eyes hurt him more than the injury on his arm. He said that the time he spent with her was not long or short, but he never saw her want to cry. He didn't expect that she wanted to cry for his injury at the moment. In an instant, the softest place in his heart was touched.

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