It wasn't until the maid's frightened screams became hoarse that Qiao Fancai calmly threw the leather whip aside, held her face and softly reassured: "Hmm, dear, since you don't like this so much, then we won't play, huh?" ”

The pretty maid was full of tears, and she looked at the criss-crossing blood stains on Yi Sinian's back with a pair of frightened eyes, and she was stunned and didn't move for a long time.

Qiao Brahma picked her up horizontally, and smiled at the woman who was half-kneeling on the ground: "My dear thoughts, since the carpet is stained by your blood, please change it, no problem, right?" ”

Yi Sinian gritted his teeth: "Yes." ”

"That's good......" He nodded with satisfaction, and went straight upstairs with the woman in his arms.

Yi Sinian closed his eyes, his back seemed to have been skinned by life, and he didn't dare to move in pain.

Sooner or later, one day, she will slaughter this with her own hands!!

"Missing!" The man's low, surprised voice suddenly sounded.

Yi Sinian looked sideways and saw Yin Wuxian rushing towards him, and the thick stack of documents in his hand was also thrown to the ground by him.

"What's wrong?" His eyes widened, and he looked at her whipped bloody back in disbelief: "Is the mission a failure?" ”

"No......" Yi Sinian barely squeezed out a smile, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "He said that when he saw me kissing Shen Wenqing, he felt faceless......"

Yin Wuxian frowned.

"You think it's just an excuse, don't you?" Yi Sinian leaned on the sofa and reluctantly stood up: "I guess, it should be me mocking him at the banquet and making him angry......"

"Missing!" Yin Wuxian sighed: "You know his temper, why do you want to provoke him?" ”

Yi Sinian chuckled, his pale face was covered with cold sweat, and when he laughed, it became more and more distressing.

Yin Wuxian pursed his lips and pressed her shoulder slightly: "Don't move, I'll go find scissors and cut the evening dress first,...... Some of the fabric may be stuck to the flesh and need to be torn off, you ...... Do I need to have some anesthetics? ”

"No, you don't."

Yi Sinian half leaned on the edge of the sofa, half narrowed his eyes: "It's not the first time, every time I get injured, I have to take anesthetics, haven't I become a fool a long time ago?" ”

Yin Wuxian stiffened for a moment when he got up to take the medicine box, and after a while, he got up and went upstairs in silence.

As she cleaned the wound, she clenched her hand on the armrest of the sofa, clenching it tightly, and her knuckles were fragile and pale.

Rao is he repeatedly lightened his movements, and she still couldn't help but snort a few times, the temperature around her was very low, but beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down her pale and blood-lost face one by one, one by one......

It seems to have entered a semi-psychedelic state......

"Let's inject an anesthetic...... Yin Wuxian finally couldn't help it and stopped what he was doing.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, Yi Sinian thought about it for a while before he reacted to what he said, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.