Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I don’t want to think about it anymore!
Anyway, it is easy for him to kill her now, and there is no need to poison her food to harm her. It is prudent for her to eat full first, and she must be a well-fed ghost even if she dies...
She sat alone at the table, eating and drinking.
She received that slap on the face and the corners of her lips were ulcerated. She felt a little uncomfortable when eating. She was allowed to eat a few mouthfuls and then cursed a few times.
After they had eaten and drank enough, they rang the silver bell, and the banshee in green came in and took away all the leftovers.
Her body had just recovered and she had just woken up. She was really tired after working for such a long time, so she simply went to bed to rest. She did some Qigong exercises before going to bed, but her spiritual power was still empty, which made her sigh again.
Lying on the bed and sleeping
Although he was very sleepy, he couldn't sleep well. His face was still burning from the slap, and the pain was a little disturbing.
She touched the bronze mirror on the table and took a look, and was shocked!
After a while, her face had swollen to the height of a finger, and the five fingerprints looked like they were branded with a soldering iron. They were clearly visible and had turned purple...
Damn it! The flower demon’s claws are not poisonous, right?! It can actually make her face swell up like this, a typical yin-yang face!
She took a closer look and found that although the swelling was severe, it did not look like poisoning.
She breathed a sigh of relief. As long as her life is not in danger, just let it hurt...
She went to bed again. She admired herself very much. In such an unpredictable environment, she fell asleep quickly.
In the hazy state, she seemed to feel someone touching her cheek, and she even heard a vague sigh, and then a touch of coolness was applied to her cheek, making her always burning face no longer so painful.
She wanted to open her eyes, but she didn't know why she felt like she was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't open them at all. She felt anxious and fell asleep again.
Beside her bed, Feng Xiaoxun was sitting there dressed in red. He applied the ointment little by little on half of her swollen face, carefully and evenly.
He got this ointment from Di Shiyin. It was so effective that just after applying it for a while, the fingerprints on Fang Xiyan's face gradually faded away. After a while, it finally disappeared and her original appearance was restored.
Delicate and fair.
He looked down at her face, his purple eyes changing slightly as if he was in a trance. After a while, he sighed softly, lay down beside her, and stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms.
The delicate body in his arms was warm and fragrant, just like the feeling of holding Feiyue in his arms, which made his cold heart feel a little warm.
He couldn't help but bow his head, and lightly touched her pretty face with his thin lips, like butterfly wings, kissing her eyebrows, her eyes, and her nose.