Beitang Liyin glared fiercely at Feng Wuwu, who was asleep on the couch, and was even more jealous.

There is no doubt that Feng Wuwu is a natural stunner. She is completely one of the kind of women who makes a man's eyes bloodshot at the first sight, and he can't wait to gouge out his eyes and stick them to her.

The delicate and convex body, the unbearable waist, the slender and slender legs...

Every place is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

Beitang Liyin's gloomy gaze fell on the mottled red marks on the snow skin of Feng Wuwuhao's wrists, and the hatred was like a flood, flooding in a moment.

She couldn't know where the traces on Feng Wuwu's body came from.

Because, she also has it.

But for her, these marks were mere stigma of shame.

"The fox spirit has the word "next work" engraved in his bones."

Beitang Liyin's silver teeth were broken, she took off the wooden hairpin on her bun and stabbed it towards Feng Wuwu's body, "Feng Wuwu, since you have been planted in the hands of this palace, this palace will take good care of you." ”

"Hmm..."

As soon as the wooden hairpin touched Feng Wuwu's body, she actually muttered extremely sensitively, "Mo Dye, don't make trouble." ”

Beitang Liyin originally thought that Feng Wuwu was unconscious because of Baili Heze's fierce medicine, but when she heard Feng Wuwu whispering softly, she took a few steps back vigilantly.

She was afraid that she would wake up Feng Wuwu and incur a killing disaster for herself, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

However, with the hatred for Feng Wuwu in her heart, she will never give up.

After thinking about it carefully, Beitang Liyin suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and she had another plan in her heart.

She retreated lightly to the table, carefully holding the Zihao pen, and depicted Feng Wuwu's appearance at the moment on the plain white rice paper.

She moved extremely fast, and she drew dozens of pictures with a single cup of tea.

At a cursory glance, it is only pleasing to the eye.

But if you stack the rice paper together and turn it gently, the woman on the rice paper seems to be greeting the man in front of her, and she looks coquettish like a bone.

Hokudo Riyin looked at his paintings with satisfaction, and immediately added a man in white clothes to the dozens of paintings that followed.

Just looking at its clean and neat outline, a discerning person can recognize at a glance that the man on the painting is Baili Heze.

After the painting, Kitado Rinon hid the stack of paintings in his sleeve unhurriedly,

At that time, a hint of joy burst out of her quenched eyes.

Beitang Liyin firmly believes that as long as these paintings are circulated, Feng Wuwu will never turn over.

As for Jun Mo Ran, even if he believed in Feng Wuwu, he could not guarantee that he would not be disgusted with her because of these paintings.

You must know that Beitang Liyin's painting skills are very good, and with a few strokes, you can draw the details of Feng Wuwu's body one by one.

"Bastard, what are you doing?"

Baili Heze had just stepped into the inner room, and when he saw this scene, he rolled up his sleeves and waved a sharp palm wind towards the door of Beitang Liyin.

Poof-

Beitang Liyin couldn't dodge, and was slapped by Baili Heze's sturdy palm, and the corner of his mouth slowly hung red blood.

She blinked, acted innocently, and said tremblingly, "I just want to change her into clean clothes." If the national teacher doesn't believe it, he can check it himself to see if there are any wounds on her body. ”

Beitang Liyin slandered in her heart, if Baili Heze could see the mottled ambiguous marks on Feng Wuwu's body, he would break her neck in a fit of anger.

Baili Heze lightly glanced at the motionless Feng Wuwu on the couch, and an inexplicable feeling sprouted in his heart.

It's not like emotion, it's more like... Distressed.

Feng Wuwu has a very good face, if she learns that Beitang Liyin treats her like this, she will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Thinking like this, he quietly looked away and instructed Chu Jiu, who was standing at the door, "Change her clothes." ”

"Yes."

Chu Jiu responded with his head and walked straight in the direction of the couch.

She neatly picked up the scattered clothes and tiptoed them onto Feng Wuwu's body.

Beitang Liyin looked at the immortal Baili River in front of her, and her heart became more and more sour.

If he behaved like a normal man, she would still be happy. But the flickering distress in his eyes became extremely dazzling when he saw it in Beitang Liyin's eyes.

Only when love is miserable, Feng Wuwu will care so much about her feelings.

Suddenly, there was an eerie silence in the inner room, except for the slight sound of Chu Jiu changing his clothes for Feng Wuwu.

"Master, Miss Feng is not injured. It's just..."

"Just what?"

Hearing this, Baili Heze strode forward and asked her with concern.

Chu Jiu's face was slightly red, and he pointed at the ambiguous red marks on Feng Wuwu's neck, "Miss Feng's body is full of such marks. ”

Baili Heze lowered his eyes and looked in the direction that Chu Jiu was pointing.

Seeing this, the pity for Feng Wuwu in his heart disappeared in an instant.

At first, he just wanted to tie Feng Wuwu to his side through coercion and temptation.

Now, Baili Heze was carried away by jealousy, and he even thought of taking out the wild seeds in her stomach with his bare hands.

"Get out."

With a sharp look, he forced back Chu Jiu, who was sitting next to Feng Wuwu, and then slowly sat down next to her.

"Yes."

"Slow, go to the city quickly, and find an experienced stable woman." Baili Heze said unhurriedly.

(End of chapter)