The bright moon outside the tent is reflected on the long river, surrounded by candles and fires in the tent, which is extremely quiet and beautiful.

"Don't move!"

"I hurt you in a while." Zhou Jian glared.

Pei Beiyin's tears were almost coming out of pain, and she struggled hard: "No, I won't stand it if I don't try."

Zhou Jian's forehead turned black and he said angrily: "I told you not to follow me, you insist on following me. Now I'm fine, my heels are covered with bubbles. I won't pick them anymore, and it will keep hurting."

"And it sticks to your socks. When it gets hot in summer, it will smell like it. Are you afraid?" He deliberately frightened.

"You!" Pei Beiyin's beautiful face looked ugly. What she feared most in her life was the dirt and smell: "Then you hurry up, hurry up!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian grinned, "Little thing, I can't deal with you."

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his head, held her weak and boneless jade feet in one hand, and the sterilized silver needle in the other hand, and began to carefully help him carry water blisters.

The lights hit his heroic face, looking extremely serious.

It is said that serious people are the best, but this is true. Pei Beiyin's eyes fell on his face and could not move away. It only hurts slightly, making his eyebrows frown.

She had no choice but to have any idea. The military doctors accompanying her were all men. The place where she ground out the water was the soles of her feet, so she had to ask Zhou Jian to help.

She was not in conflict with it. In terms of the incident on the ancient plank road, it was even more erotic.

After a long time, all the blisters were finally broken!

Zhou Jian also thoughtfully applied her medicine, and it was extremely meticulous. Even an emperor should be moved by his heart even if he did this, let alone Pei Beiyin.

She took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Zhou Jian's forehead.

Zhou Jian raised his head and grinned. She immediately withdrew her hand and hurriedly put on socks and shoes.

"What are you doing?"

"It is not breathable after wearing it, and the broken skin will not heal and will smell!" Zhou Jian stopped.

Pei Beiyin was stunned, with a pair of feet that were as beautiful as a work of art: "Then, what should I do?"

"What should I do? Don't wear shoes anymore. Just do it like this. Wait until tomorrow is better before wearing them." Zhou Jian couldn't help but glance again. Her feet looked so beautiful!

Ten thousand ways emerged in his mind in an instant.

"How can this work? I have to go out, what's the matter with barefoot!" Pei Beiyin shook her head resolutely. There was an absolute sense of chastity on her noble face, and no one else would see her feet.

As a result, Zhou Jian took a step forward and took her shoes first, taking three steps back.

"What are you doing?" Pei Beiyin said angrily.

Zhou Jian curled his lips: "I said, don't wear it. Don't go anywhere today. Let's rest here."

"This?" Pei Beiyin was stunned, and then suddenly realized that this was his camp. She immediately looked anxious: "Give it back to me, hurry up!"

"No!" Zhou Jian grinned.

"Do you give it to me? I'm really angry if I don't give it to you. You're going to die. This is your camp. I live here. I want it even if you are shameless!" She cursed, her face flushed and her angry look was so beautiful.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Jian laughed loudly, looking like a hob, and spread his hands and said, "Then you come and grab it. Once you chase me, I will run outside anyway."

Hearing this, Pei Beiyin had just stood up, and her delicate body suddenly stopped. Looking at the shameless Zhou Jian, she was trembling all over.

She completely broke her defense, gave up, and bit her red lips with silver teeth: "You bastard!"

"I'll go out now and let your subordinates see it. Don't regret it!" She was so angry that she was about to rush out, barefoot, regardless of it.
Chapter completed!