Qiao Le: "Listen to you, hear you." ”

Standing beside Jun Yan, Qiao Le made a voice that was blinded by beauty. There is no way, this person looks at her intently, gentle and bewitching, crazy and demagogic.

It's really not that she is unproductive, if you want to blame Jun Yan, she is too beautiful.

Ah this, I can!

Jun Yan: "Okay. ”

Hearing Qiao Le's reply, the young man immediately responded with a smile. The word "good" is like a resonance in the chest, with a clear top note and a low alcohol tail tone. It's obviously two completely different feelings, but they blend together perfectly.

There are people who seduce people, not only with beautiful appearances, but also with that pervasive voice.

Qiao Le has seen it today.

Fortunately, since Jun Yan answered, he stopped moving. He sat obediently at the table and let Qiao Le take care of the wounds he didn't care about very much.

Qiao Le: "So many injuries, I cried early when I put it on my body, how did you manage to keep silent......"

While medicating Jun Yan, Qiao Le asked distressedly. At this moment, she was in no mood to appreciate how tight Jun Yan's muscles were and how elegant her lines were.

All she knew was that her eyes were full of wounds, a lot of wounds.

Some of the wounds even had residual wood chips, as well as fragments of scimitars that had been broken by internal forces but had not yet been able to be cleaned up.

Carefully removing these impurities, Qiao Le's hands were very light and light, so light that they were almost weightless.

Because she didn't want to hurt Jun Yan, even if he didn't care.

Jun Yan: "I'm used to it. ”

The boy said lightly. His tone was sparse and ordinary, just stating a fact.

But he seemed to feel that he shouldn't have spoken to Qiao Le like this, and actually added softly:

"With me, I won't let Le'er get hurt."

Hearing this, Qiao Le's medicated hand paused, and after a while, she raised the corners of her mouth and said softly:

"Then you must not be injured, or next time, I will use my power to heal you."

In that case, your injury is my bad luck, do you dare to get injured easily?

Jun Yan felt that Qiao Le was threatening him. But this threat is not malicious at all, and there is only a deep concern.

This made his heart warm and indescribably moved.

Is it like to be cared for and cared for?

Like, it's not bad.

This time he didn't answer, but acquiesced in Qiao Le's decision.

My little goblin, I, promise you.

Qiao Le is extremely skilled in treating wounds, so he is also very fast. In addition, Jun Yan's injuries are mainly concentrated on his back and arms. Therefore, it is not too difficult to bandage.

It's just that the knife on the shoulder is indeed a little deeper.

She noticed that when she was dealing with that position, Jun Yan, who had always been calm and breezy, frowned slightly.

Although it was only for a moment, it also showed that he had feelings.

Lowering his eyes, Qiao Le felt that if he could get luck in vain in the past two days, he would have to make a small wish secretly.

Don't look at her now that she's dark, and she's still facing ten thunderbolts, in fact, such a result is already very light in her budget. She thought about it, because the person she wanted to save was Jun Yan, so in principle, she should save a lot of luck.

After all, Jun Yan can come out, she just let him come out more smoothly.

In the same way, what if you save others?

Will she die on the spot?

Qiao Le thought about it, but couldn't find an answer after all. After all, who knows what hasn't been tried?

She was stunned, so the muslin cloth in her hand to bandage the wound had not been tied for a long time, so that it attracted someone's voice of longing for a white prostitute.

Jun Yan: "Le'er, are you okay?" ”

Qiao Le: "......"

I said I'm not okay, is that okay?