The Demon Marshal of the Republic of China (28)

"Miss Shi, let's take a good rest."

Mu Yan grabbed her shoulders and gently led her to the side of the bed.

"It won't bother you to take care of the wound."

With that, he turned around and sat down at the table, skillfully opening the medicine box, disinfecting, applying medicine, and wrapping bandages......

When the wound was almost treated, his slender fingers were wrapped in snow-white bandages, and he didn't know what he thought, his movements paused slightly, he raised his eyes to meet Shi Xia's gaze, and said slowly: "It seems that I still have to ask Miss Shi to help." ”

Shi Xia stood up and walked over to take the bandage in his hand, and reached out to shake the bandage on his arm with his eyes hanging down lightly.

The next moment the young marshal took her wrist and took her hand to his waist.

The abdominal muscles on the lean waist are extremely beautiful, and the young marshal slightly hooked the light crimson thin lips, and the sound quality is cold and pleasant.

"It's here."

Shi Xia's fingertips paused slightly.

The young marshal did have a big wound on his waist, but it was obvious that a long time had passed, and the scar was obvious.

At this moment, it is completely unnecessary to let her wrap a bandage.

She didn't move, Mu Yan didn't urge her, the girl standing between her slender legs had a cold face, her drooping eyelashes were as beautiful as butterfly wings, and her broken hair was a little more cold than when she had long hair, but her white little face looked at...

It's unbearable......

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, the young marshal closed his eyes, put his slender fingers on the trouser belt under the beautiful mermaid line, and said in a low voice: "Is it because the trouser belt is affecting Miss Shi?" ”

"Nope."

Shi Xia reached out and pressed his hand to stop his movements.

Her complexion barely changed, except that the white earlobes between her broken hair quietly turned a little red.

"You don't have to untie your trousers."

She tore off the bandage, spread her hands around the young marshal's lean waist, and made close contact, the tip of her nose was the elegant cold fragrance of the young marshal's body, mixed with the slightest smell of blood, which was extremely demagogic.

Shi Xia was dizzy and bit her lower lip.

She lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at the person in front of her anymore, and when her fingertips inadvertently touched the waist of the young marshal, she was frightened slightly.

The young marshal looked at it and couldn't help but chuckle, and the cold voice sounded in her ears, with a little playfulness.

"Miss Shi, is this scared?"

"Nope."

Shi Xia frowned and frowned, his hands moved faster, and when he wrapped the bandage, he exhaled slightly.

Mu Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at it, the snow-white bandage on his waist was a knot tied by normal medical techniques, not the bow he imagined.

He frowned, feeling that the girl in front of him was really different from ordinary girls.

It seems that he has experienced a lot, and his complexion will not change much when he encounters anything, and the medical techniques are even more proficient to the point of distress.

The fragrance of the girl on the tip of his nose was far away, and he retracted his thoughts, curling his eyelashes to slightly cover the emotions in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, he got up and picked up the clothes on the bed, buttoned them slowly, and finally tilted his head at the girl standing at the table.

"Miss is going to be in trouble when the belt is about to be troublesome, and the arm that was grazed by the bullet really hurts."

As he spoke, he pretended to raise his hand and rub his arm, but he couldn't see any pain in that lazy and transparent appearance.

Shi Xia pursed his lips, exhaled slightly, walked over to take the belt, and once again wrapped around the young marshal's waist.

Only this time it's different.

The young marshal took her whole body in his arms, bent down slightly and rested his chin on her shoulder line, pressed her into his arms with his slender fingers, and then made a lazy sound.

"My Miss Shi, you're really good."