Mr.Feng is too domineering: Fresh wife is obediently spoiled

The little girl doesn't like to see a doctor and doesn't like injections. Often she is injured and dies and doesn't want to be bandaged by a doctor. Feng Jue couldn't see it. He once studied medicine for Qin Qian for a month. He would still dress the wound simply.

But there are too many big and small wounds on the little girl. If you want to clean them all, you can only cut off all her clothes.

But when fengjue wanted to take off all Qin Qian's clothes, she grabbed the clothes and didn't let fengjue take off, biting her lips in shame and anger.

Feng Jue frowned: "let go."

"Uncle Feng, if you take off my clothes, I have nothing to wear." Qin blushed and his ears were slightly hot to remind him that if he took off her clothes, she would be naked.

But he didn't understand Qin Qian's words: "there are in the wardrobe."

"But..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If the wound is not disinfected in time, it will be infected." Fengjue interrupted Qin Qian's words and took off the only clothes on the girl that could cover her body.

Although Qin Qian grew up with Uncle Feng, she is just a girl. Although she often has some intimate actions with him on weekdays, she rarely goes beyond.

Last time she was knighted in the bar and asked her to take off her clothes, she was already embarrassed and angry, but she didn't take off much knighted at that time, so she covered her with his windbreaker, but now

No one has ever seen her body, even if it is knighthood, it has not been seen so unobstructed.

The last small underwear was cut off by the Lord. Hou Qin Qian's face was so red that he could drop blood. He had completely forgotten the pain on his body and buried his face tightly in the Lord's arms.

"Uncle Feng, you can't see there." She hid in his arms like a kitten, her voice was delicate and soft.

Feng Jue didn't understand at first. Until he began to deal with the wound under Qin Qian's clavicle, he suddenly found that the little guy was wearing nothing. No wonder she would hide in his arms. She was shy.

He took a thin coat and covered Qin Qian's chest. Feng Jue continued to carefully check her body. He saw a piece of broken glass on the little woman's back. Feng Jue took tweezers to get the glass residue out.

He was very careful, but he still hurt Qin Qian.

Qin Qian stubbornly bit his lip. Although he didn't make a sound from beginning to end, if he looked carefully, he found that her eyes were a little wet.

"It hurts?" He asked in a low voice. His magnetic voice was very nice.

Qin Qian nodded: "can you put some anesthetic? I heard it won't hurt."

"I remember you had classes in the afternoon?" Fengjue had a straight face and didn't give Qin Qian anesthetic, but let her hurt herself. He also wondered how Qin Qian, who was studying at school, went to the hospital.

"Well, uncle Feng, I seem to be a little dry and want to drink water. Can you pour me a glass of water..." Qin Qian looked away with a guilty heart and never mentioned that he skipped class and went racing.

"Not yet?" Feng Jue narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly closed his hand. Qin Qian, who was pressed down on the wound, cried out in pain.

"Pain!" Tears fell down. Qin Qinghong's eyes were red and said wrongfully, "I'm wrong."

Feng Jue asked, "what's wrong?"

"I shouldn't sneak out to play or hurt myself, but I didn't mean to..." she listed her crimes one by one.

Fengjue's anger subsided for a few minutes. After quickly dealing with Qin Qian's wound, she asked her to go to the bathroom and clean her body.