"However, I am injured now and need to be bandaged." Meaning, you go away for a while, don't get in my way.

The eyes are also intentionally or unintentionally tilted elsewhere.

"The black light is blind, and Miss Ben can't see it, what are you ashamed of."

"Stinky woman, do you still know how to write the word shameless?" His eyes were scarlet, and he took a few steps back with his clothes closed, looking at her vigilantly, as if he were guarding against a wolf.

"Are you sure you can do it yourself?"

"Stinky woman, are you annoying, you don't have to worry about my affairs."

"Okay, I'm here, I don't have to worry about you."

"Woman, get out of here." He gritted his teeth, trying to get up and beat her to death.

Running out of strength, he looked up at the sky and let the crimson blood fall like broken pearls.

The high-spirited, handsome and dashing man suddenly appeared in front of him.

Brother Huang, why is it too anxious to fry each other.

"I'm out, you come and tell me what happened to you, who is going to pay Miss Ben's dinner." She jumped onto a large rock and lifted Erlang's legs without any image.

This sudden sentence forcibly called back the man who was thinking far away, and when he heard that sentence, the man's face changed greatly.

"When did I owe you a dinner?"

"Just now, Miss Ben thought that it took a lot of effort for you to catch you for dinner, but as a result, you are actually a stinky man. It's really unappetizing, it's not so good, Miss Ben is unlucky, and she meets such a bad person. She flattened her pink lips.

"Woman, can you be shameless."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and bandage, otherwise, who will pay for my dinner if I die." I picked up some firewood scattered on the ground and lit a fire.

The fire burned vigorously, and the light of the fire loomed, illuminating the unreal man in front of him.

The facial features are exquisite, the eyebrows are picturesque, the lip petals are like flowers, and three thousand silver threads are scattered on the smooth forehead that oozes a few drops of sweat. Especially those eyes, green and turquoise, like a pool of flowing clear water, beautiful and moving.

A water-blue dress spread out slightly, revealing the delicate collarbone inside, and the blood stained the shirt red, revealing the skin in the moonlight, delicate and lubricated.

The innate kingly aura in his body did not make Feng Jiutian feel afraid, and it made her more interested.

It seems that the secrets of this little kid are not small.

The corners of her mouth crept up.

"Stinky woman, don't you blush when you see a good-looking man?" Even though he was about to faint, he gritted his teeth and insisted on giving her a blow.

This stinky woman is really shameless.

"Aren't you just a little brat, what is Miss Ben blushing?"

"I'm an adult." He blushed and argued.

"Oh? Miss Ben can't see it, may I ask you, are you an adult? ”

"You ......" he didn't care about his age, he could only hold his breath and have nowhere to vent.

"What are you, do you want to die? You don't want to bandage it yet. ”

"You ...... go"

"I'm arguing, Miss Ben will directly help you bandage, pick and choose, cut, what else do you have to look good with this little brat."

The man silently endured her poisonous tongue and clenched his hands fiercely.

Clumsily tearing open his own clothes, unnaturally picking up his own clothes. On the other hand, he raised his head and guarded against Feng Jiutian.

The blood is still flowing out in a steady stream.

His movements were very slow and elegant, watching Feng Jiutian die of depression.