Priceless little cute wife

"Medicine?" Children's paintings raised their eyebrows slightly.

No wonder he smelled an unspeakable herb from his mouth.

I've always been familiar with herbal medicine about beauty, but I don't know much about herbal medicine that is very medicinal. Unlike my mother, I know almost all Chinese herbal medicine.

It was also because her mother died early, and Liu huaiwei was originally a collateral branch, not good at medicine.

It's just that no matter what, how could anyone do anything to Donggong Yao?

How dare you?

"Damn it!" Donggong Yao got up and found that there were spots of blood under his body.

It should be that his actions just now are too rough, so there are some blood stains under the children's painting. Although there are not many, there are some seeping people on the white sheets.

Children's paintings don't have much feeling. Hearing Donggong Yao's exclamation, he wanted to get up and have a look.

But she didn't expect that her waist hadn't straightened up yet. It was the pain that pierced her heart, so she couldn't get up at all.

It turned out that he was just at the mercy of Donggong Yao, so his body was almost passive and didn't use a trace of strength, but now once he wanted to get up, he found that he was really hurt.

"It hurts..."

"Damn it! Damn it! " Donggong Yao roared, and then he had to get up and go to the bathroom.

There are some losses in Tong Hua's heart. He was injured, but he only went to the bathroom to clean it?

Although she knew that donggongyao was a bit of a cleanliness addict, it was normal for her to clean up, but she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

But before he could get back to his senses, he saw a basin of water suddenly put by his bed, and then Donggong Yao bent down and gently scrubbed the towel.

What does he... Want?

Donggong Yao took a towel and directly lifted the quilt of the children's painting.

"East Palace..."

"Shh! Are you annoying? Lie down! " Donggong Yao directly pushed down the children's painting, then picked up a towel and gently wiped her wound.

"Donggong Yao!"

Tong Hua's face was ready to burn. He even carefully wiped his most sensitive place with a towel.

Although it's very painful now, children's painting still feels very uncomfortable. In my heart, I still feel shy and difficult to stop.

"Are you finished? shut up! Woman! Why didn't you wake me up when I was so badly hurt? " Donggong Yao complained.

Looking at the wound under the children's painting, Donggong Yao was really annoyed. How could he be made irrational and sober by drugs? Why not find the problem in time and stop?

Although Donggong Yao knows that this is impossible, but now he can't find any way to make himself feel better.

He doesn't like her to get hurt, hates others to hurt her, and hates that the person who hurt her is himself!

Tong Hua knows that once Donggong Yao wants to do something, he can't stop it.

Not only that, she was really in pain now, and there was no way to stop it. She simply glanced at her eyes and let Donggong Yao control her.

Just turned around, she saw a long scar on Donggong Yao's leg. The pants on it had been damaged, and the blood from the wound was slowly seeping out.

Although the blood is no longer left, but looking at the wound is very new, how could he hurt himself?

Tong Hua's hand involuntarily stroked his wound slowly along his pants, but found that there were two scars under the broken pants

"Donggong Yao? What happened to your leg... "

"Little wound!" Donggong Yao said indifferently.

"Minor injury?" Tong Hua looks at Donggong Yao. Is this guy made of iron except for his heart? How can such a big wound be a small wound?

"You care so much?" Donggong Yao interrupted the children's painting and carefully wiped her wound.

Again and again

Children's painting looked at him carefully. It's hard to imagine that he should have such patience.

"The wound has been wiped clean, but Amanda is not here... Her medicine..."

"There is a ointment in the second corner of the drawer over there. Just take it. It's made by Amanda."

Donggong Yao looked puzzled, picked up the ointment, and then looked at it: "Amanda has customized the ointment for you? How well does she know you'll get hurt because of this? "

The child painting swallowed his saliva in embarrassment: "it's because you've always been very violent to me, otherwise how could she..."

"I mean..." Donggong Yao interrupted the children's painting, then looked at her face and showed a strange smile.

"You will keep it all the time. How much do you want to... Use it?"

"Donggong Yao! Don't be whimsical! I just... There are too many drugs. I just took them carelessly! " The children's painting turned white and he said.

"Hum... OK. Just say what you say! " Donggong Yao's voice contains three words "impossible"!

I almost didn't say it directly. Of course, children's painting also heard his meaning, and I was even more annoyed in my heart.

Gently helped the children's painting wipe the ointment, and then changed her clean pants. In fact, although the previous pants were still clean, they had long been fragmented.

After wiping the dirt and wearing new pants, her pain was much better. She just wanted to get up at first, but she still felt that her waist and legs didn't belong to her.

"By the way, the injury on your leg..."

"I can't control it! So the pain can at least make me wake up a little bit! " Donggong Yao said disapprovingly.

Then he took out the bandage in the medicine box and some potions, tore his incomplete pants directly, and then wiped his legs with potions.

Tong Hua went straight over and held his hand: "I'll come!"

"Silly woman, if you want reciprocity, wait until that day when you're not hurt." Donggong Yao stopped her hand and said with a smile.

"By the way... Who would have drugged you? Where have you been lately? Eternal night? Or the company? "

"Company!" Donggong Yao rubbed the medicine, then picked up the bandage and said.

Hearing that he had been in the company, children's painting had a trace of joy in his heart.

At least he hasn't been with Irina sell all the time, has he?

"But I think I know who took the medicine!" Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and said.

"It's Princess Irene!"

"Smart!"

"She's the only one who still loves you very much now? And if you find out, you won't kill the door directly, so if it's not her, who else will there be? " Tong Hua looked at Donggong Yao and suddenly joked.

"You seem to be very schadenfreude!" Donggong Yao squinted at the children's painting, and then threw the bandage directly to her.

"Dress me up!"

The child picture stuck out his tongue and then picked up the bandage.

But her expression was so cute that Dong Gong Yao sneaked forward and kissed her on the forehead.

Tong Hua looks up at him. Why does this guy kiss himself again?

Her eyes are flexible, her eyelashes twinkle, and she adds a bit of loveliness.

"Damn woman!" Donggong Yao looked into her eyes and immediately felt the change in her body.

This time is pure. Without the influence of any medicine, he just wants to occupy the little woman in front of him!

Just thinking of her just wound, he didn't want her to get hurt, so he hesitated and felt very upset.

"Donggong Yao... You..."

"Shut up! Wrap up the wound and don't look at me! Otherwise... I don't guarantee what will happen next! "

Children's painting looked at Donggong Yao suddenly very crazy, and was even more confused. What's the matter with this guy? Schizophrenia?

He lowered his head and wanted to bandage his wound, but his eyes saw the obvious reaction of his body... Finally he understood what he just said!

It was the drug in his body and

Thinking of this, the children's painting was filled with endless exclamation for Donggong Yao. Then she tied the bandage as fast as possible, and then slowly lay down on the bed and covered it with a quilt: "Donggong Yao... Are you... Uncomfortable again?"

"My injury is OK... So you can..."

"Stupid woman!" Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and really wanted to cry without tears.

Then he went straight over and pulled up the child painting: "your wound is better. Do you want to crack again?"

"But you..."

"The medicine in my body has long passed."

"But your body..." Tong Hua's eyes silently looked at the sensitive place just now and bit his lower lip.

"That's not because of the drug, okay? How can my Donggong Yao be easily controlled by medicine every time? Why don't you use your brain? Is it full of bean curd residue? "

"No..." the voice of the children's painting was as thin as listening to mosquitoes.

I'm so embarrassed! Run up there and lie down!

I'm going to lose my life now! Really shoot yourself to death!

"Fortunately, you are facing me..." Donggong Yao said with a smile, and then gently said in children's painting's ear.

"I won't mind your enthusiasm and generosity... You can compensate me after your wound is cured!"

Children's paintings directly cover their heads in the quilt. It's really embarrassing!

Looking at the children's painting, Donggong Yao was ready to stop talking, otherwise the woman would have to stay in the quilt all day.

"By the way, don't you live with Gu Yasu? But she didn't seem to have come back last night. "

"Yes... She's really strange these days. She hasn't come back after I've been here several times. Lin Yuhao also came to me. I also called several times. Although I couldn't hear any difference, I felt as if she did have something. "

Donggong Yao turned off the topic, and the children's painting finally stuck out its head.

"Shall we have something to eat? I'm sure you haven't eaten yet. "

"Ah?" Tong Hua was confused. He had not turned around from Gu Yasu's collapse. Why did he talk about eating again?

"But... Didn't you say that we can't..."

"Of course not out!" Donggong Yao looked at the children's painting and said, "originally, if Gu Yasu was there, of course I wouldn't invite you to dinner, but..."

The voice didn't fall, but suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Ah! It's Yasu... You wait, I'll dress... "

Donggong Yao opened the door carelessly and went outside.

"Donggong Yao, are you crazy? What are you doing? If ya Su sees you... "

Donggong Yao looked back at the children's painting and opened the door.

The child painting immediately hid behind the door of the room.

It was quiet outside. There was no sound, and there was no sound of Gu Yasu, but there was a faint smell of food.

After a while, Donggong Yao pushed the door in, and then he had a plastic bag in his hand.

He put the things on the children's painting table, and then opened the things inside.

"Food? Where did you come from? " The children's painting seemed to see that the food was slowly in front of her. In an instant, the smell of the food was distributed in the room, which made her swallow her saliva.