Jiang San's room looked a little weird at the moment, Jiang San was lying quietly on the bed, but Fang Jue was also standing quietly in front of the bed, and there were already many people around the door, with Jiang Dahu personally guarding, no one was allowed to enter.

Fang Jue was already in a dilemma because of his affair with Jiang San, if he really wanted to treat Jiang San's injuries at this moment, it would be in front of everyone in Yinhu Mountain, and he tacitly agreed to marry Jiang San as his woman.

Jiang Dahu's move can be regarded as unintentionally well-intentioned, he has already been considered to be open-minded, if Fang Jue does not give himself a satisfactory answer when he comes out of his daughter's room, he is afraid that he will no longer have any scruples, he will not hesitate to kill Fang Jue.

Fang Jue looked at Jiang San so closely under the bright candlelight, and the clarity seemed to be able to see the fine hairs on Jiang San's forehead.

Jiang San's breathing was quite even, but her complexion was a little poor, her pale face, beads of sweat were flowing down her cheeks, and the pillow was already a little wet. Fang Jue could guess how uncomfortable Jiang San was at the moment.

Fang Jue was a little unbearable, he knew that if he didn't do it again, he was afraid that Jiang San would not be killed painfully, and he would die of blood.

Fang Jue's eyes followed Jiang San's forehead and cheeks, and then to the pink neck, from top to bottom, when Fang Jue saw that Jiang San's clothes had been stained red with blood, and the two bulges were also up and down with Jiang San's breathing at this moment.

Fang Jue's outstretched hand retracted again, he hesitated a little, he had also treated Jiang San's wounds a few days ago, but the environment could really affect the mood, the last time was in a swamp where no one disturbed, and it was a dim night.

But today is different, Fang Jue knows that there are people outside the door, and the candles in the house are a little dazzling, where can he do it.

At this moment, Jiang San suddenly shook his head, still screaming something, Fang Jue listened carefully, isn't this calling himself.

Fang Jue could hear it a little vaguely, but he could probably understand that this Jiang San was telling himself not to go.

Fang Jue was a little helpless, does this woman really have a good impression of herself? Fang Jue seemed to understand, he stretched out his hand and touched the forbidden area of Jiang San's body.

Although Fang Jue had already seen it, he had seen the outline dimly, but he hadn't seen it so clearly. The snow-white bulge, which was imprinted like silk by blood, Fang Jue was still a little nervous in his heart, but he was still concentrating on dealing with Jiang San's wounds.

Fang Jue changed a towel and gently wiped the soft and elastic skin, and the originally beautiful ketone body returned to its charming original appearance at this moment.

Just as Fang Jue was medicating Jiang San's wound, Jiang San was awakened by the pain of the wound.

This is not good, Jiang San opened his eyes and saw Fang Jue's face, and found that his upper body seemed to be stripped of his clothes, and Fang Jue's hand kept touching his body.

"Bastard, you go away..."

Jiang San let out a faint roar, and she began to struggle again, as if she was going to reflexively get up, and then slaughtered the person who despised herself.

Fang Jue didn't expect Jiang San to wake up suddenly, he was a little flustered, not because he was afraid that Jiang San would kill him, but because he was worried that Jiang San would move his wound again, and it would be troublesome.

Fang Jue had no choice but to press Jiang San's hand with his hand, not letting Jiang San get up.

Jiang San didn't expect that the military advisor, who had always been polite and polite, would be so rude to herself, she was a little weak at the moment, and she couldn't break free from Fang Jue's suppression.

Jiang San felt aggrieved and helpless in her heart, so she could only turn into two lines of tears, but she still did not give up struggling.

Fang Jue was even more helpless at the moment, he couldn't let go of Jiang San, because once he let go of Jiang San, the consequences would be very serious, and if he didn't do it well, Jiang San would immediately burst his wound and die. But if Jiang San's ineffective struggle continues, it will also affect the treatment.

In a hurry, Fang Jue actually made a bold move.

Fang Jue actually ignored Fang Jue's crying struggle, and then kissed Jiang San's lips.

This felt like the world was spinning, making Jiang San, who had never experienced anything between men and women, feel like she had taken a powerful tranquilizer, and she immediately stopped struggling, her eyes opened wide, looking at Fang Jue's face so close.

For a long time, Fang Jue couldn't feel Jiang San's struggle, and even Jiang San's hands were paralyzed on the bed.

Fang Jue was afraid that if he kissed like this, Jiang San would not be able to suffocate to death, so he let go of his mouth.

Fang Jue kissed Jiang San for the first time, but he didn't feel anything, but he knew that if he kissed this time, he was destined to be inseparable from the woman in front of him.

Jiang San also took a long time to react, she looked at Fang Jue's eyes, she finally regained her senses, and anger also came out of her eyes.

But before Jiang San could attack, Fang Jue saw through it. Fang Jue no longer hesitated, and kissed Jiang San again.

Jiang San was paralyzed again, unable to move at all, so he had to be honestly slighted by Fang Jue.

After a while, Fang Jue let go, but his hand held down Jiang San's hand.

"Don't move anymore, if you move the wound again, you'll die." Fang Jue gasped and said.

Jiang San felt the breath coming from Fang Jue, she felt like she was dreaming, she didn't know if it was a nightmare or a sweet dream.

"You, you're bullying me... Woo..."

Jiang San finally spoke, and she cried again. For so many years, only she has bullied others, how can anyone dare to bully her. What's more, if you dare to bully yourself in this way, there really is no second person.

Fang Jue heard Jiang San crying, but thought that Jiang San was going to move again, so he kissed him again.

Jiang San was already so light that she lost her temper at the moment, she couldn't parry Fang Jue's attack at all, this feeling was amazing, it could make her brain completely blank in a short period of time, and her body seemed to be out of control.

"I, I, don't move, don't, don't come..."

Jiang San saw that Fang Jue let go of herself, she was completely scared, and begged for mercy with some grievances.

"Well, I believe you."

Fang Jue finally let go of Jiang San, and he saw that Jiang San's wound was bleeding again, so he began to treat Jiang San's wound again.

Jiang San is a bandit and a woman, where can a man be able to despise herself, and continue to despise her body, she doesn't care about Fang Jue This is saving herself.

Jiang San had one hand that was not injured, she endured the pain and took out a dagger from under her pillow.

How could Fang Jue not know Jiang San's actions, but he was at a critical moment, and he must not be distracted, otherwise Jiang San's wound would be in trouble.

"Shall I wait until I treat your wound before I do it?"

Fang Jue didn't stop what he was doing, he was doing something on a woman's chest, but it was as if he was doing a very sacred thing.

The dagger in Jiang San's hand had reached Fang Jue's throat, but Fang Jue did not dodge, Jiang San heard Fang Jue's words again, she was a little hesitant, she was very confused at the moment, in fact, if she went down with a knife, she could kill the man who was thin on her, but she suddenly lost her courage.

Jiang San seemed to be driven by a mysterious force, and she could no longer hold the dagger in her hand. The dagger fell from her hand and fell on top of the sheets.

Jiang San hated herself for being incompetent, she couldn't kill a man who was so indifferent to her, she could only turn her head around, and her tears flowed even more presumptuously.

Fang Jue finally treated Jiang San's wound according to the doctor's instructions, it was not the first time he had seen Jiang San crying, but this time it was a little different, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Fang Jue took a deep breath before gently covering Jiang San with the quilt.

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