As soon as he let go, her hands began to split again.

Zhan hanjue could not take care of the pain and sat up, "Yan Zhengling -" a fierce roar.

Yan Zhengling was shocked by his momentum.

"I have cleanliness. I don't like being touched. " Zhan hanjue's tone softened.

Yan Zhengling felt the wound on his shoulder blade hard. He was sure that it was only skin injury, so he was slightly relieved.

Then she took a basin of warm water and ordered him to take off his clothes“ Take off your clothes and I'll wipe your back. "

Zhan Han Jue's silk pattern didn't move, and a touch of helplessness spread in the eagle's pupil“ Yan Zhengling, don't you have the idea that men and women are different? "

Yan Zhengling said: "when doctors help the wounded, they don't have the idea that men and women are different."

"But you're not a doctor." Zhan hanjue said angrily.

"I worked as a nurse in Huanya hospital. This is a skin injury. I can handle it." Yan Zhengling is upright and vigorous.

Zhan hanjue joked: "has the president of Tangtang Huanya ever worked as a nurse? It's as ridiculous as living in a slum before you made your fortune! " Obviously I don't believe her.

"Before, after falling from a building and disfiguring his face, he had the same charm. People are scared when they see me, so I hide in Huanya wearing a mask and work as a nurse. " Yan Zhengling is calm and gentle.

Falling?

Zhan hanjue knew that she had adjusted her face, but he did not expect that it was because of such a painful reason.

I thought she just loved beauty.

I don't know why, but I feel sorry for her.

Yan Zhengling insisted on taking off his clothes. The more he stopped her, the closer she was to him.

The fragrance of a woman comes, and there is a sense of helplessness in Zhan hanjue's eagle pupil.

In order not to happen more embarrassing things, Zhan hanjue can only reluctantly promise her.

Yan Zhengling took off his T-shirt. Zhan hanjue's sexy, attractive, thin and perfect figure immediately appeared in front of her. There was no extra fat, and the perfect line could be called God's masterpiece.

Yan Zhengling couldn't help swallowing.

Red stars start to appear in both eyes.

Zhan hanjue's head is full of smoke“ Don't look. " Yu suddenly ordered.

Yan Zhengling murmured: "it's not outrageous if you don't show yourself to people because you have such a good figure?"

Zhan hanjue stares at her fiercely“ You're in good shape. Do you want to go out for a run? So you don't have to worry about things? "

Yan Zhengling was so hurt by his poisonous tongue that he just wanted to drill the ground.

Quickly silence, squeeze dry wash face handkerchief, gently wipe the blood on his back.

Her hand touched his back from time to time, and there was a small current on his back.

He knew it was a casual rub, but he still frowned.

He didn't dislike her touch at all. Damn, there's something I like.

This makes him feel more chagrined!

After wiping his back, Yan Zhengling took out the ointment from her bag. Because there was no cotton swab, she used her finger pulp instead of cotton swab to gently apply the ointment on his wound.

The movement is so gentle.

But export, the speech is rude, domineering side leak way: "which get thousand knife of assassinate you?"? I'm going to dig up the corpse of his ancestors

"What's the matter with the eighteen generations of his ancestors?" Zhan hanjue's lips rose slightly.

Yan Zhengling grinned: "who let them carry on the family, give birth to such a damned bastard."

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