Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

Jos's tone was not light. "I can't change your medicine. It's a male doctor who changes your medicine. Didn't he change your medicine before?"

"It used to be before, but not now. Don't you see that every time he changes my dressing, his eyes stare at me? It's disgusting to be naked, especially men!" said Li mochuan, taking Qiao Siyu's hand and putting it on his chest, "Don't be afraid. Changing the dressing is very simple. I've sterilized it. Just put the medicine on the wound with a cotton swab and hold the wound with white gauze."

"But..."

"Believe in yourself, you can!"

Qiao Siyu finally compromised. When he applied the medicine with a cotton swab, his hands trembled. While wiping, he raised his eyes and looked at Li mochuan. He asked carefully, "does it hurt?"

Li mochuan smiled, "baby pimple plaster, it doesn't hurt at all."

It didn't hurt, but his forehead was full of sweat. Josie knew he was comforting her, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.

Wipe the medicine while wiping the tears.

Seeing the tears she shed for him, Li mochuan was particularly satisfied. After reaching out his fingers to wipe the tears on her face, he licked them in his mouth, "well, baby, the tears in pimples are sweet."

He didn't like her tears, especially her tears for other men. At the beginning, she cried many times in front of him for Jin Zichen. At that time, he was full of envy, jealousy and hatred. He thought it would be good to see her cry for him one day. Now that she really shed tears for him, he was painful and happy.

I don't want her to cry, but I want her to cry

Qiao Siyu doesn't care about Li mochuan's tune, but just focuses on the plaster.

The ward was very quiet and warm. There were only two people's breathing and heartbeat. Qiao Siyu wrapped the gauze very gently. When she approached him and wrapped the gauze around his waist, Li mochuan could smell the medicine and fragrance on her. The two flavors were intertwined and stirred his mind.

Her small nose was covered with dense beads of sweat, and her cherry red lips were slightly pursed. He looked very nervous. He couldn't help but clasp her neck and kiss it

Qiao Siyu didn't expect that he would suddenly kiss himself, give a slight meal with his hand wrapped in gauze, and her body was a little stiff, but soon she pushed him away and said in a harsh voice: "be honest!"

Li mochuan picked his eyebrows, touched his lips with his slender fingers, and smiled vaguely and bewitchingly, "so sweet..." as soon as his voice fell, his face suddenly changed, "hiss... Josie, you murdered your husband!"

Qiao Siyu also raised his eyebrows, "how cool..."

The opera has to pay a price. He kisses her and feels sweet. It's cool for her to poke his wound!

"Ha ha..." Li mochuan suddenly smiled. Qiao Siyu wrapped his gauze and frowned at him. Isn't this guy stupid?

"You..." before he finished, his lips were blocked. His tongue went straight in and quickly captured her house. Qiao Siyu stretched out his hand and pushed it. He didn't dare to move. He was afraid that his wound would crack and his own wound would hurt.

The knock on the door sounded. Li mochuan thought it was the doctor who didn't let go of Qiao Siyu. He just kissed her deeply and wanted to rub her into his body. At the moment when the door was pushed open, Gu Qingming's anxious voice also came in, "whisper, you didn't..."

Before he finished, when he saw the two kissing in front of him, Gu Qingming's old face turned red and black, black and red.