Liuli put the small box filled with plaster strips on a low table, looked at the lonely and quiet wading facing the inside, and said in a deep voice:

"Now, take off your clothes and let me see your wounds."

Leng Qing's eyes dimmed and she said coldly: "I'm not hurt."

Liuli said nothing, and went straight to untie his belt. Leng Qing stood up suddenly, grabbed her wrist, and her eyes were filled with cold light: "Don't touch me!"

"Unless you kill me." Although I don't know much about him, I have been together for several days and know that he is not the kind of person who kills people unreasonably and casually. Liuli struggled, but did not break free from his clamping. She was so angry that she slapped him in the arm: "You..."

His quick and entangled and frown brow suddenly stopped her mouth, with bright and surprised eyes flashing. She asked softly, "Is your arm injured?"

He was silent for a while, finally nodded and let go of her wrist.

Liuli carefully lifted his sleeves. Under the spacious sleeves, several layers of thick gauze were randomly wrapped around his arms, and blood was oozing out through the layers of gauze. It seemed that blood would pass through the gauze and dye his clothes.

"Why is so much blood flowing!" Liuli was startled, and her little face turned pale, "Have you ever cleared the wound?"

Seeing him shake his head, she bit her lip, so angry that she really wanted to slap him to death. "I'm so hurt, but I'm still showing off. Do you think you are a god? Sand Pig!"

He moved his lips and wanted to ask her what the sand pig was. Seeing that she was worried, he changed his mouth to another sentence: "It's just a small injury, it's not a problem."

Liuli ignored him and went straight to untie his clothes. This time, it was rare that he did not stop him. When the clothes were gone, the full muscle chest appeared in front of her without reservation. She blushed and her eyes were staggered. She focused and carefully untie the layers of gauze wrapped around his arms.

Under the gauze, a scar with bones that can be seen in depth winds down, and the wound is turned outward and blood is dripping. Liuli held her temples and almost fainted by this terrifying scar. She, a modern person living in a civilized society, has she seen such a terrifying wound?

"I can handle it myself." Leng Qing saw her face quickly pale, and a rare reluctance arose in her heart.

"It's okay, I'm just... a little dizzy." She rubbed her temples and barely calmed herself down before she dared to look directly at the bloody wound. "Your injuries need to be disinfected, otherwise they will easily become inflamed."

After thinking about it, she suddenly got up and went to the low cabinet beside to take out the strong wine that had not finished drinking that night, took a pot and sat down beside him. Pour the strong wine onto the clean gauze. She looked up at him, "Disin disinfection will hurt a lot, you... you have to hold it back! If you can't bear it, you can find something to bite it." Seeing him staring at his hand, she was startled and said hurriedly: "You can't bite me, I'm afraid of it."

She said, don't bite her, she is afraid of pain... After enduring it, she couldn't help it. Leng Qing suddenly laughed loudly. This smile was as charming as spring breeze as peach blossoms, sank the city and messed up the souls of women all over the world. Liuli swallowed her saliva in difficulty, "Laugh... what's so funny?"

Fortunately, this smile also made his pale face look a little bit lustful and gradually became rosy. She bit her lip and said, "Don't laugh anymore, laugh again, the blood flows more."

He obediently held his laughter, but the smile in his lips and eyes had not dissipated. He didn't know what he was laughing at. He had been used to being cold and indifferent for so many years. The last time he smiled sincerely, he no longer knew when it happened.

Liuli took the gauze that occupied the wine, approached the wound on his arm, and whispered: "I'm going to disinfect you."

He nodded with a calm expression.

She carefully cleaned his wound with gauze. She felt his muscles contracting. She hurriedly leaned over and wiped him while blowing the wound, trying to relieve his pain: "Don't be afraid, it will be cured soon, it won't hurt, huh."

Leng Qing kept staring at her serious little face, and her eyes gradually became dark.

No one has ever treated him so gentle. From disinfection to medicine, every move is cautious and extremely gentle, for fear that he would hurt him by accident. She would even vent her breath for him childishly and coax him like an innocent child. That face filled with pure care forced him into his cold and hard heart.

Women have always approached him, either for his beauty or for getting something from him. Therefore, he has always hated all women, and even his body will involuntarily resist them. But she is different from ordinary women. Although she occasionally drools at his face, she has never really thought about having him...

Such Xu Shiliuli made him lose his soul for no reason.

Liuli bandaged his wounds, gently knotted the gauze, and leaned close to his slightly stiff body with a face, and looked back and forth: "Is there any other place that is injured?"

"Are you trying to find a wound, or do you want to take the opportunity to see my body?" Leng Qing bounced her nose that leaned close to his chest and murmured.

"It hurts so much!" Liuli pressed her nose and quickly moved away from him, her face flying a little bit of redness. While rubbing her pitiful nose, she complained: "Good intentions are donkeys! Who cares about your body? Isn't it a beauty who has seen it before?"

In the past, there were many beautiful men in their Ling family. There were countless "beautiful meat" floating in front of her every day. She had to secretly look at him? Although he was much better than those male models, he was not a bunch of meat when his clothes were stripped naked? What's so strange about it?

Leng Qing thought she was talking about the men who served her. His face darkened and said coldly: "Don't compare me with those men."

"How did you know I'm..." After thinking about it, she probably knew that he had misunderstood. She stuck out her tongue and ignored him: "You're so stingy, you're so angry."

"Who said I was angry?" He turned his face awkwardly and stopped looking at her.

"Yes, you are not angry, you are the best!" Liuli ignored him. After packing up the stolen goods on the ground, she walked aside and took out a piece of clothes and wrapped them aside, preparing to secretly take them out tomorrow when no one noticed him: "Then, the most important young master Leng Qing, the wound has been bandaged, you should rest early."

Leng Qing looked at her slender figure, "Don't you ask why I was injured?"

"Will you tell me if I ask?" Seeing that he was speechless, she snorted coldly: "I just knew I was happy to find me."

After saying that, he ignored him and went straight to bed. Just as he was about to pull up the quilt to sleep, he suddenly thought of something and got up, turning over and getting out of bed: "Today you are a patient, you should sleep in the big bed."

Leng Qing just glanced at her lightly, and did not speak or do anything.

"I'm talking to you."

"Are you sure you're not polite to me this time?" He didn't want to be woken up by her again in the middle of the night, and then staged another sensation. At this time, he was really tired and needed a rest.

Liuli blushed, "Not this time."

He thought about it, but he still lay on the bench and closed his eyes to rest. "Forget it, you are a princess, you can't stand this kind of suffering, go to bed quickly."
Chapter completed!