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Chapter 939 Jiang Xiaoman: Lao Yuan, take off your clothes~

Jiang Li's hand was stuffed with traumatic alcohol medicine, and she looked a little embarrassed.

It is natural and instinctive to act intimately with Yuan Shen in a hurry.

But once the crisis was over, I had to apply medicine to him face to face. I always felt that I didn't know where to look, which was very awkward.

Yuan Shen saw that Jiang Li was somewhat reluctant, his eyes darkened, and he pretended to be generous and said: "Xiao Man is fine...Dad can wipe it by himself..."

With that said, he took the bottle of wine from Jiang Li's hand and turned around to leave alone.

Xiaoman walked over angrily, snatched the wine bottle from Yuan Shen's hand, and gave it to Jiang Li again.

"Mommy, what's the matter with you? Lao Yuan was almost beaten to death in order to save me. You don't even know what happened, how thrilling it was!

I'm scared to death. Now I want you to apply medicinal wine on him, aren't you willing?"

Jiang Li opened her lips and whispered: "The key...I don't know how."

"Just wipe it like you wiped my sprained foot when you were a kid." Jiang Xiaoman didn't think it was that difficult.

Seeing that he couldn't resist, Jiang Li had no choice but to ask Yuan Shen to sit down.

Yuan Shen sat obediently at the end of the bed and looked at Jiang Li face to face.

Jiang Li was startled when her eyes suddenly widened into a handsome face, and she secretly cursed herself for being useless.

There is nothing to be shy about!

It's not like I haven't touched that face before.

Just wipe it like the upgraded version of Jiang Xiaoman!

After preparing herself mentally, Jiang Li pursed her lips, poured a little medicinal wine into her palm, applied it to Yuan Shen's cheekbones, and rubbed it gently.

Because Jiang Li didn't dare to look at him, it didn't matter if he touched him.

As soon as he pressed on the dark green spot, Yuan Shen let out a low "hiss" sound.

Jiang Li was frightened and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

Jiang Xiaoman also looked at Jiang Li anxiously: "Mommy! Why are you so clumsy!"

Yuan Shen didn't expect Jiang Xiaoman to care so much about him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he quickly explained: "It's okay, it's just a broken skin, and it hurts a little when it touches the medicinal wine. It's none of your mommy's business."

Jiang Li was more careful now. She could only look at Yuan Shen and gently rub his cheekbones and corners of his mouth. The more he rubbed, the redder his face became.

It's all Yuan Shen's fault, staring at her so intensely, who can stand it!

After finally rubbing it, Jiang Li took a breath, and Jiang Xiaoman's urging sounded in his ears.

"Lao Yuan, take off your shirt. Let my mommy wipe your wound."

Jiang Li:!!!

Yuan Shen was obviously stunned!

He didn't expect his own son to be able to assist to such an extent, so he looked at Jiang Li and asked, "Would it bother your mommy too much?"

"No!" Jiang Xiaoman directly agreed on Jiang Li's behalf.

Jiang Li:......

"Hurry up, Lao Yuan! Why are you so awkward? Weren't you two married before?"

At Jiang Xiaoman's urging, Yuan Shen slowly took off his shirt, revealing his strong and plump muscles.

When Jiang Li and Xiao Man took a look, they saw a few fresh bruises on his chest and back, as well as a few old scars that were not very nice, and looked like whip marks.

But those whip marks hung irregularly on the muscles of his back, adding a bit of masculinity to him.

Jiang Li was really frightened when she saw those scars.

When she did that with him before, she wasn't happy, but she didn't take a good look at his body.

Now that I see the scar, I still feel a little distressed.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at Yuan Shen in shock: "Old Yuan, can I be like you in the future, with so many muscles?"

Yuan Shen rubbed his little head in amusement: "Just exercise more."

Jiang Xiaoman nodded with great encouragement, then looked at the whip marks on Yuan Shen's back, and couldn't help but ask: "What happened to those whip marks of yours? Are they left by people on the road in the past?"


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