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Although he is controlled by Cui Haoran, he should also be a pampered master, how can he have this scar.

"Fast"

Cui Yan sighed and hurriedly wiped Xiao Yu's wound. With a shake of his hand, he pressed on Xiao Yu's injury. Xiao Yu immediately bared his teeth in pain.

"Woman, did you do it on purpose?"

Cui Yan swears that she really didn't mean to. Somehow, in the face of this Xiao Yu, his hands and feet suddenly became inflexible.

"Pills."

Cui Yan looked around, except for the tables and chairs, there was only a basin of blood and a few feet of white cloth, where was the medicine.

"Pills." Xiao Yu said impatiently.

Cui Yan took the small bottle she had brought with her from her arms and sprinkled Xiao Yu with medicinal powder.

"Shhh ”

"Aren't you afraid that I have poison in my hand?" Cui Yan opened her mouth and turned to the front to give medicine to Xiao Yu's arms and chest. The strength in his hand increased a little, and with the previous preparations, Xiao Yu didn't hurt his teeth.

Xiao Yu saw Cui Yan's movements in his eyes, and I have to say that compared with her serious appearance, Cui Yan, who is a little childish, has added a bit of cuteness and liveliness.

Perhaps, this is her nature.

Woman, it's really a grudge.

Seeing that the wound on his arm was scabbing almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, he couldn't help but be amazed at how good the medicine was.

"Although it hurts a little when I take the medicine, the wound heals surprisingly quickly, and if I take this medicine with me...... Home travel kills people and goods must beneAd1("

“……”

Cui Yan looked up at Xiao Yu. With a little doubt.

Is this a word that should be in the mouth of an emperor?

Although I have only met once, in my impression, Xiao Yu is cold and arrogant, or noble and extraordinary, how can he not be the master who reaches out to himself for medicine today. Looking at this ruffian appearance, Cui Yan always felt that Xiao Xiaoyu seemed to be a little different today.

Xiao Yu pursed her lips and looked at Cui Yan evilly, the corners of her lips curled up with a touch of evil arc.

I saw her reach out and pick up the white cloth on the table, carefully wrap it on the wound, her hand was very cold and soft, slender and boneless, and it was very comfortable to touch on the body. When covering the wound on her chest, Cui Yan stretched out her hands and crossed them from behind, in Xiao Yu's opinion, it was almost an encircled posture.

With Cui Yan's movements, Xiao Yu seemed to hear his heart beat violently twice.

There was a faint smell of medicine from the tip of her nose, Cui Yan's face was stained with thin sweat, a few strands of hair stuck to her face, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her pretty face was full of seriousness.

Her movements are very gentle and professional, whether it is medicine or bandaging, the movements of her hands are very fast, even veterans who have practiced medicine in the army for many years may not have such good techniques as her.

In her eyes, there is only herself. Even if the sky falls, she can't stop her movements at the moment. Her body seems to be haunted by a shallow fluorescence, holy and noble. (A certain monk, when you see her murderous appearance, don't you know if she can afford to be holy?) ）

At this moment, he was like a rare treasure, and he was cared for by the most gentle in the world. He seemed to feel his cold heart, illuminated by the warm sun, and the ice that had been condensed in his heart for many years was breaking and melting, and finally turned into a monstrous wave that swallowed his heart completely.

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