Fusang and Hua resigned to the villa, and the family doctor was already waiting in the villa.

"Mr. Yan."

Fu Sang looked at Hua Ci and said, "You can help him take a look." ”

The family doctor opened the medicine box, looked at Hua Ci and asked, "Where are you injured?" ”

There was no expression on Hua Ci's handsome face, and he said lightly: "There is no major injury, just apply some medicine." ”

A long time ago, he was more seriously injured in a fight, and he was huddled in the darkness alone, like a wounded beast licking his wounds silently, without any care.

So, he is not used to being overly cared for by others.

A small injury is not a big deal for him, and there is no need to mobilize the people.

Fusang had no choice but to let the family doctor leave, leaving a medical kit for her to help Hua Ci take care of her wounds.

She walked over and took Hua Ci's hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Come and sit down, I'll help you clean your wounds." ”

Hua Ci fought against Brother Scum and that group of thugs alone, and he must have been beaten, but it was not as serious as Brother Scum.

"You take your clothes off." Fusang said.

Hua Ci was slightly stunned when she heard this, and raised a pair of ink eyes to look at her.

Fu Sang's face turned red at his gaze, and he said, "What do you think, I want to see where you are injured." ”

Which flower did not cooperate with her, relaxed her body and leaned on the sofa, and her slender legs were placed forward at will, looking very slender, and her temperament was lazy and noble.

His beautiful ink eyes looked at her deeply, his thin and good-looking Yin lips pursed slightly, and said, "My hands hurt." ”

This coquettish tone and demeanor like a teenager make people helpless to spoil him.

Fusang had no choice but to put down the cotton swab in his hand, half-knelt on the sofa, put his hand on his shoulder, and said, "Reach out, I'll help you take it off." ”

Hua Ci was willing to cooperate this time, and let her unbutton one button at a time, and take off her wrinkled shirt.

The man's lean body was pale and beautiful like flawless porcelain, but there were many scars of various sizes on it, and those bruises ruined the beauty of his body.

Hua Ci pays great attention to exercise in his daily life, and he doesn't use martial arts to act, but plays by himself.

Every muscle on the man's body is just right, and the beautiful lines make people can't help but want to swallow their saliva, and they can't help but sigh at the eccentricity of the creator.

Hua Ci noticed her gaze, and a smile appeared on her handsome face.

Fusang subconsciously reached out and covered his mouth.

Hua Ci blinked, her eyelashes were as beautiful as a crow's feather, and her voice was also sultry and magnetic.

"Why are you covering my mouth?"

Fu Sang couldn't help but look at him with disgust and said, "Don't deliberately laugh so seductively." ”

A handsome man of the demon type, laughing is almost fatal, and the kind of charm that seems to be exuded intentionally makes people addicted to it.

Hua Ci held her wrist, her eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Can't I laugh?" ”

"Not ......"

Fu Sang pondered the idea of rhetoric, and felt that his scheming was too deep, as if he had put a big net waiting for her to take the bait.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Don't make trouble, I'll give you medicine." ”

Hua Ci let go of her delicate wrist and rubbed her thumb and forefinger together, as if lingering.

Fusang cleaned his wounds with a focused expression and meticulously applied medicine to him.

Hua Ci lowered his long and thick eyelashes, and looked deeply at the girl who was drugged him.

The girl's fair, slender fingers pressed against his skin, slowly rubbing them apart, and her careful and gentle movements all showed her concern for him.

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