Ming Fei asked his subordinates to bring hot water to the two people who had meritorious service in the fight.

She took off her dirty coat because she hugged Qin Jun, and she said, "Go and wash it, it's dirty." ”

Qin Jun smiled, but his words were coquettish, and said, "I hurt, you are busy and I will wash it." ”

Ming Fei was laughed at by him, and said, "Virtue, don't wash, Miss Ben won't serve you today." ”

"Fei'er......" Qin Jun's handsome face was covered with a pig's head, revealing a pitiful expression, and said: "My subordinates have shown mercy, the prince has not shown mercy, and it hurts to hit me." ”

"Poof......" Ming Fei laughed, and then said with a straight face: "Don't be coquettish, talk well." ”

"Lady, it hurts for your husband. Qin Jun said weakly.

Ming Fei: "......"

Could it be that her male god was possessed by the comic attribute tonight?

It was rare for her male god to be coquettish to her, Ming Fei disarmed and surrendered, pointed to the steaming bath barrel, and said, "Take off your clothes and sit in." ”

Qin Jun obediently undressed and sat down.

His body was bruised and purple, and although they were all traumatic, they were also very seriously injured.

The bruises and bruises inside have to be dissolved in order to get better quickly, otherwise it will not be easy to get better.

Seeing the injuries on his body, Ming Fei felt distressed, gently wiped his body with a bath towel, and said, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts. Qin Jun said.

This is Mo Weiran's beating, and it hurts if it doesn't hurt.

Hearing him say that it hurts, Ming Fei didn't worry anymore, she even stretched out her finger and poked the bruises on his back hard, and said, "You deserve to be hurt." ”

"Is Fei'er distressed when her husband dies?" Qin Jun said.

"Don't talk about death. Ming Fei stopped.

She still has to live with him for the rest of her life, saying that she can't die.

No longer talking about this topic, she wiped his body with her hands and feet, and washed her dusty hair, and waited until it was completely clean, Ming Fei threw him the new bath towel and let him come out.

Qin Jun's tall figure stood up from the bathtub, and his little brother was shouting at Ming Fei with his head held high.

Ming Fei: "......"

She turned away with a red face and said, "Quickly dry the water and lie down on the bed." ”

Men are misguided.

Qin Jun loved Ming Fei's shy expression, and he chuckled lightly: "I was injured and couldn't use my internal strength to dry my hair." ”

Ming Fei directly threw him a piece of clothing and said, "Put on your clothes first, and I'll dry your hair." ”

Qin Jun, who had a fight with Mo Weiran, became a child possessed this night, and everything needed to be done by Ming Fei himself, and everything needed to be taken care of by Ming Fei.

After drying his hair, he asked the secret guard to fetch the ointment he took from Li Yihao and apply it to him personally.

And Qin Jun just wanted to hum comfortably.

Not only has the body been carefully cared for by Ming Fei, but the soul has been unprecedentedly satisfied.

He and Mo Weiran fought, although Ming Fei didn't help each other during the fight, but afterwards, Ming Fei circled around him, which shows that he won.

Although Mo Weiran gave Mo Weiran a few more hits in vain, he ...... It's worth it.

On this side, Qin Jun is cool.

On the other side, Mo Weiran, who was personally drugged by Li Yihao, was depressed and wanted to kill.

His secret guard had already reported to him, and Qin Jun and Ming Fei were now in the same room.

And he, he was drugged by a big man.

The bitterness in his heart was like someone was cutting out his heart with a knife.

Li Yihao said that there is a person who is more painful than himself, why is he so happy!

However, my heart is also sympathetic.

He couldn't help but comfort: "Prince, don't complain, you are happier than this doctor." ”