Chapter 117: The Excess of Beauty

Feng Yan moved the hand that kept rubbing her lips to her neck.

Bai Shui defended himself, "You have been refusing to let go of me, don't I have to do something?" ”

"Huh." Feng Yan sneered, "Baishuishui, you are really daring. ”

Although Feng Yan's hand was on Bai Shuishui's neck, he didn't use any force.

Under the moonlight, Bai Shuishui's whole person became more and more beautiful, but her beauty was a little ethereal, as if she was separated by a layer of smoke, and Feng Yan could not see her expression at the moment.

I don't know if it's because of the injury, Feng Yan only felt that the person in front of him seemed to be getting more and more blurred.

"Lord Wang, you are all injured, why don't you hurry up and rest?" Hundertwasser gloated.

Feng Yan sneered, but felt that his body couldn't support it, so he directly put it on Bai Shuishui's body at once.

It's so heavy!!

Bai Shui Shui felt a piece of iron fall on her body, she gritted her teeth, "Lord Wang, are you okay?" ”

"Not good." Feng Yan said coldly, "King Fuben enters the house." ”

Why did she help Fengyan into the house?

Wouldn't it be better if she passed out here, so that he was always bullying herself.

"Hurry up." Feng Yan urged coldly.

Bai Shuishui heard a slight tremor in her cold voice.

Looks like he's really badly injured.

Isn't this person very good at martial arts? Wouldn't the person who hurt him be stronger, Bai Shui Shui silently praised the person who hurt Feng Yan in his heart.

"Baishui, can't you hear this king?" Feng Yan's hand gripping Bai Shuishui's shoulder was a little harder, and his eyes flashed with anger.

Bai Shuishui sighed slightly, "Lord Wang, this is not your attitude of begging for people, right?" ”

"This king is not begging you." Feng Yan's voice was a little hoarse, "This is an order." ”

Bai Shui sneered.

I'm hurt like this, and I don't know how to put my attitude right.

"Hundertwassy water." Feng Yan gritted her teeth and called her name.

Bai Shui said impatiently, "Got it." ”

Bai Shui Shui helped Feng Yan into the house, Feng Yan lay on the bed like an old man, and took it for granted, "Treat the wounds of this king." ”

Scold.

Bai Shui Shui sneered in his heart.

Let her handle it? All right!

She must take the opportunity to 'treat' Feng Yan's wounds.

"Where's the medicine?" Baishui's voice was indifferent.

"The first compartment of the drawer." Feng Yan said.

Bai Shui Shui opened the drawer, held the medicine bottle in his hand, and then walked in front of Feng Yan, his voice was cold, "Arm outstretched." ”

Feng Yan stretched out his injured arm, and Bai Shui Shui pulled his sleeve open.

The wound is sinuous and hideous.

But I don't know if it's because Feng Yan dodged in time, this wound is completely injured on the muscles, although it is deep, it has not touched the muscles and bones, if it hurts the muscles and bones, he is afraid that it will be a little difficult for him to lift the sword again in the future.

Bai Shui couldn't help but frown.

Why didn't that man hurt his bones?

Although this idea is a bit vicious, at this time, Bai Shuishui has the real idea at the moment, this man always bullies himself, and he should suffer some retribution.

Baishuishui poured the medicine in the medicine bottle into Feng Yan's wound, she lowered her head to treat his wound and looked quiet and supple, a strand of black hair hung down on her chest, through the light of the candle, Feng Yan's eyes at this time were only Baishuishui, and her appearance of lowering her head slightly was really beautiful.