Chapter Twenty-Four: Spring Dreams Without a Trace

"Whew......." Su Bei Kite turned to the outside room and exhaled a long breath.

Turning his head to see his burned red face in the glass mirror on the dresser, he scolded himself, "It's not promising." ”

She patted her face in the mirror, trying to calm herself down, and said to herself: "Su Bei Kite, how can you be confused by beauty, although he really looks delicious, but you are a doctor, what about your professionalism, no, no, Su Bei Kite, you are very upright, that's right." ”

She nodded as if encouragingly, approving her determination not to be tempted by beauty.

Su Bei Kite quietly encouraged her voice very little, but! Yeyun listens well! Everything she said was heard by Nightcloud.

Ye Yuntian sat on the bed and almost laughed, what kind of bold remarks she was saying.

He looked down at himself, and after she said this, it seemed to be quite good. He had never cared about this before, but now for the first time, he felt that this skin was not bad, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful arc.

Su Bei Kite walked into the room with the medicine box, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she was directly petrified, and then she roared directly: "Night clouds are falling!" ”

Ye Yuntian raised his head innocently and asked sincerely, "What's the matter, County Lord?" ”

She gritted her teeth and roared, "Who told you to take your pants off!! ”

That's right! The scene in front of me is that Ye Yuntian is unzipping the belt on his pants, ready to take off his pants!

"That's right." Ye Yuntian was simply brazen, as if he took it for granted, he was still close to Su Bei Kite, with a wicked smile on his face, and lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Didn't the county lord ask this king to take off his clothes and sit on the bed, this king was sent by the county lord, and there was no complaint." ”

“......”

I have to say that Ye Yuntian's voice is crispy and numb, and it is a little too sexy, and when he leaned close to Su Bei Kite's ear and said such provocative words, the hairs on the back of Su Bei Kite's neck stood up.

She was going to be angry, she couldn't help it, this guy was still teasing her like this, and he was joking with her at this time, really when she had no temper?

She raised a smirk and turned her head, Ye Yuntian's face was very close to him, she blew lightly into his ear, and whispered in a very gentle and charming voice: "If the prince doesn't want to bandage it, forget it." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Night Cloud Tilt was stunned by the breath blown.

"This king is joking." Yeyun took it when he saw it, and finally sat back on the bed honestly.

Su Beiyuan glared at him, of course she couldn't not bandage him, after all, she didn't want him to die in her own room, but the lesson still had to be given a small one, seeing that Ye Yuntian finally became honest, she finally sat down next to Ye Yuntian angrily, opened the medicine box and began to clean his wounds.

Although I lit another lamp, it was still a little darker, and it was a little dazzling, and the northern kite of Subei could only see it clearly when it was very close, and the injury was indeed quite deep, and it had to be sewn up. Yeyun's martial arts are unfathomable, and he doesn't know who will be injured like this.

But he deserves it! Su Beiyuan thought angrily when she remembered the way he teased her.

Seeing her cleaning her wounds and focusing, Yeyun put away her playful thoughts, just looked at her quietly, she cleaned very carefully and gently.

It is very painful to disinfect the wound, and ordinary people will definitely cry out in pain, but Ye Yuntian didn't make a sound at all, his face was expressionless as if it was not him who was injured, Su Beiyuan knew that it was not that he didn't hurt, but that his strong endurance and willpower did not allow him to cry out in pain, and then thought that he would go to the battlefield when he was fifteen years old, she suddenly felt a little distressed, she was still in school at the age of fifteen and talked about gossip carefree, and he had already faced the test of life and death, thinking of this she was more gentle.

When she stitched up the wound, she added a little numb to the wound to reduce his pain, and when she stitched it, a strand of hair fell out of her ear, rubbing it on her face and itching very much, she couldn't free her hand, tried to rub the hair away with her shoulder, tried several times without success, and she was upset about the itch.

Seeing her trying to rub her hair away, Yeyun smiled softly, stretched out her idle right hand, her slender fingers picked up the strands of hair and pinned them behind her ears, her fingers gently stroked along her ears, and finally pinched her small earlobe, she shook like an electric shock. He continued to caress her cheeks along the jawline, his fingers pinching her chin and lifting, her amber eyes were so charming that she flashed a hint of helplessness, the dark tide in his dark eyes was churning, the tear mole under the corner of his eye hit her heart hard, she was about to drown in the deep whirlpool, the whirlpool was getting closer and closer, so close that the two faces were about to twist together, and his lips seemed to have touched hers.