Feng Wuyou was about to be beaten to death.

What does it have to do with her?

However... Xiao Jinglan: "...I was wrong."

Feng Wuyou continued to cry: "I'm almost in pain."

Why didn’t I see you cry when I was showing off my power?

Xiao Jinglan: "...Be good, I'll give you a blow."

Feng Wuyou was about to continue to gain a stubbornness, but when he saw Xiao Jinglan really planned to help her, he reacted.

"Pooh!"

Push Xiao Jinglan away: "Rogue!"

What she hurt was not her hands or arms, but that kind of place! What did she do when she was blowing at that position?

A hundred small color movies rumbled through Feng Wuyou's mind.

Xiao Jinglan was stunned for a moment before reacting.

The world-famous iron-blooded general, the wise monarch... his face and visible speed at the naked eye... turned red.

This scene... Feng Wuyou even forgot about being pitiful and stared at Xiao Jinglan.

This man looks good, not the first time she knows.

But why, every time I see it inadvertently, I still feel dizzy and am still so fascinated that I can't open my eyes.

Xiao Jinglan slightly put away his handsome face, put down Feng Wuyou's skirt, got up and walked to the door.

After a while, he walked back with a basin of hot water and a lot of things.

Is he... going to help her with medicine?

"No!"

Feng Wuyou hurriedly stopped him.

That part is too private and too sensitive.

She really couldn't let Xiao Jinglan help her deal with it.

"I haven't seen anything about you?"

Xiao Jinglan raised his eyes and spoke indifferently.

Is it still necessary to avoid him in such matters?

He didn't really want to take advantage, although... he looked at Feng Wuyou's white calves exposed outside.

This girl has good skin and has always been his favorite.

Feng Wuyou bit her lip and stared at Xiao Jinglan.

This little look... Xiao Jinglan curled his lips slightly.

I don’t know if it was because of the life and death incident that Feng Wuyou also touched something.

Now, her expression is much more than before.

And... he likes it.

"I..." "When you were unconscious, I wiped your body."

"What?"

Feng Wuyou immediately forgot what he wanted to say: "Isn't you a thousand hearts and a thousand moons?"

Is this man okay to avoid it at least?

Leave some face to her.

As a result, Xiao Jinglan raised his eyebrows.

"I'll let others look at your body?"

It's taken for granted.

Feng Wuyou doesn’t like to serve others when taking a bath. Even if Qianxin Qianyue is at most, she can wash her hair and rub her back.

If it weren't for this, Xiao Jinglan probably would have driven the person away long ago.

Feng Wuyou is speechless, Qianxin Qianyue is a woman.

"No one can do except me."

Xiao Jinglan seemed to be able to see what Feng Wuyou thought.

He wet the cloth towel on his hand in the water: "Don't let me use force.

Although, I don't mind being tougher."

Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah! What are you saying! Feng Wuyou is so embarrassed that she is so angry.

But in the end, I still sat down obediently and let Xiao Jinglan help her deal with the injury.

However, she closed her eyes all the way.

I really don't have the eyes to see that location.

But... with your eyes closed, it seems worse.

I don’t know if Xiao Jinglan did it on purpose, but his warm palm covered her delicate skin, but he dipped it in a slightly cold ointment and slid it bit by bit.

That feeling seemed to be caresses in the boudoir.

Feng Wuyou got goosebumps.

Her eyelashes trembled gently, and her lips were pursed in a line.

It seems that only in this way can you control yourself from making certain shameful sounds.

Xiao Jinglan raised his eyes and happened to see Feng Wuyou's current appearance. In an instant, the Adam's apple slid up and down.

This girl... he closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down before finally applying the medicine.

However, the time for applying the medicine is twice as long as the normal time.

"Are you okay?"

The skirt was pulled down again, and Feng Wuyou opened her eyes, and the sound was as low as a mosquito.

"Cover first, don't catch a cold, I'll get you some clothes to change."

He is obviously a superior person, but when he says these words and does these things, he does not feel that it is harmful to his identity at all. Instead, he is willing to accept it.

Of course, he needs to take care of his woman himself.

I took the new clothes and asked for some more hot water.

Feng Wuyou had just applied medicine to her legs and could not get water, so of course she could not take a bath.

Xiao Jinglan took a handkerchief and personally helped her cleanse her little by little.

Feng Wuyou knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply broke the can and gave up.

He took off his clothes neatly, leaving only a small dress, and asked Xiao Jinglan to help her wipe her body.

At this time, the carbon basin in the room also started to burn, not cold at all.

The man had previously taken back the order to massacre the city and killed only a dozen people, so he must have been angry in his heart.

Feng Wuyou also recognized that he could use this method to calm the anger in his chest.

With this mentality, Feng Wuyou is very at ease.

But when Xiao Jinglan wiped one arm and wanted to wipe the other side, Feng Wuyou turned around and saw his expression, but suddenly became stunned.

Xiao Jinglan's expression was too focused, just helping her wipe her skin, but it looked like she was carefully caring for a priceless treasure.

Hiss... Feng Wuyou's heart actually contracted a little, and it hurt so much.

This man is not venting his anger.

He just wanted to use this way of touching her to prove that she was still alive.

How deep psychological shadow did her previous events leave him?

With a thought, he actually reached out and hugged Xiao Jinglan when he was about to turn around and wash cloth.

Xiao Jinglan's body stiffened.

"That...I won't leave."

Feng Wuyou pretended to be calm: "So you don't have to worry."

It was enough to almost leave Xiao Jinglan once.

Xiao Jinglan didn't say anything or move.

Feng Wuyou was a little embarrassed, he said something at least.
To be continued...