Xi Mushen ignored her words, took out a ointment from the medicine box, and his eyes fell on her jeans: "I'm not at ease." ”

mmp！

It's just a medicine, what's there to worry about!

I must just want to see her and eat her tofu!

Shu Xiaomian pursed her lips: "I don't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt at all, I don't need to take medicine." ”

With that, she got up and got out of bed, trying to prove that she could really go, but as soon as she got out of bed, her calves went limp, and she fell forward.

Xi Mushen instinctively reacted to catch her, holding her weak body, his eyebrows furrowed.

By this time, are you still strong?

He picked her up and put her on the bed, and took off her jeans with his hands.

Shu Xiaomian looked at his rough movements, and was so frightened that she tensed: "Uncle Nine! ”

"Who told you not to cooperate? I have to force it. Xi Mushen was slightly displeased.

Take the medicine and grind for a long time.

Outside the door, Su Bei, who was about to knock on the door, heard the words coming from the house again, and his shy hand hurriedly retracted again.

The Ninth Master is making a bow to the Overlord, at this time, he must not disturb, and he must not destroy the good deeds of the Ninth Master!

Inside the house.

Shu Xiaomian's jeans were thrown aside, her two bare legs were hanging outside, and she was ashamed to pull the quilt directly over to cover it:

"Just give me the medicine, I can really ...... it myself"

"I've done it all, what's the shyness of taking medicine?" Xi Mushen took the medicine and squatted directly on her lap.

Shu Xiaomian's face was red, for fear that he would say other words, so he had no choice but to stretch out his legs and cooperate obediently.

Only then did Xi Mushen unscrew the ointment, squeezed some ointment in the palm of his hand, rubbed it first, and then held her calf, little by little, from the bottom to the top.

His strength is even, not light or heavy, and he seems to be quite professional.

Shu Xiaomian gradually became conscious and felt quite comfortable.

But the man's big hand wrapped around her, and she could clearly feel the temperature of his palm, as if it was about to penetrate her blood through the skin.

Her little face was slightly red, and her breathing was unnatural.

"Xiaomian, legs, apart." At this time, the man's voice rang out.

The tone is low and gentle, which is particularly imaginative, and there is also an immodest love.

Shu Xiaomian: ......

It's a great honor that she once again succeeded in thinking crookedly.

Stunned there, the awkward separation is not, and neither is the non-separation.

Xi Mushen waited for a while, and when he saw that she didn't move, he raised his eyes to look at her, and found that her delicate little face was red and shy.

His eyes were deep, and he lowered his voice:

"It's inconvenient for me to take medicine, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing his ridiculous tone, Shu Xiaomian was weak and separated directly.

"It's just medicine, what are you doing with it?" Xi Mushen said again.

Fog grass!

Shu Xiaomian wants to kill someone!

There are no knives!

Xi Mushen smiled and continued to give her medicine elegantly.

But soon, the bad guy was him.

Her legs were perfect, her skin was like pearls, and he couldn't help but think of the night when she was so flexible around his waist.

In the body, there is a strange stir.

Xi Mushen has never been a person who embarrass herself, got up, clasped her waist with her big hand, pressed her back, and locked her with straight eyes.

Shu Xiaomian was suddenly overwhelmed, and the tall body of the man above surrounded her, and those dark and dark eyes carried a different kind of danger.

Her heart was beating faster, her messy eyelashes fluttering, what was he going to do?