"Buckle-" Zhan Yao gently knocked on the door of the demon next door.

It didn't take long for the demon to open the door, and what came into view was the beautiful face of the prosperous world.

The demon's face is as distinct as a knife, his black and silky hair is clinging to his temples, the bangs on his forehead are still drooping with water droplets, his eyes are as bright as a galaxy but with a little mist, and his pale face is ruddy. Dressed in a loose indigo bathrobe, the front chest is open, revealing slightly wheat-colored abs, which seem to contain great strength.

This is a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath!

Such a beautiful beauty, I really want to rub oil, I really want to flirt!

is so wicked, no wonder he is called the national husband!

Zhan Yao's gaze reached the demon's drooping right hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly!

Apparently, the demon had wet the gauze in the bath, and the gauze had already been stained red with blood! Zhan Yao was shocked to see, but the demon didn't care.

Zhan Yao coughed lightly, suppressed the anger that was about to explode in his body, and said, "Have you forgotten that you have a wound on your hand!" ”

The demon was stunned for a moment, his eyes were slightly dodging, he rinsed it briefly, and he really didn't notice the injured right hand!

The demon timidly spoke, "This ...... It's really nothing. ”

And the eyes of the demon, who has always been strong and domineering, seem to be aggrieved and pitiful!

Zhan Yao's little heart was beating and beating, looking at the demon who was trembling as if she had made a mistake, she couldn't even get angry!

Zhan Yao directly pulled the demon into the house, skillfully turned out the medicine box, and skillfully rebandaged him!

The wound was really shocking, Zhan Yao deliberately put a heavy hand when applying the medicine, but the demon turned as usual and felt nothing, like a punch on cotton, without making any waves.

Zhan Yao looked up at the demon's handsome face, gritting his teeth with hatred, doesn't this person feel pain?

Zhan Yao looked at his work with satisfaction, his voice was a little serious, and said, "Don't you usually take care of yourself like this?" ”

The demon smiled helplessly and said, "Usually, I have never been injured, and I rarely get sick. ”

Zhan Yao was stunned, yes, if it weren't for himself, how could this demon in front of him be injured?

Zhan Yao suppressed the anger in his heart, his eyes were a little apologetic, and said: "Actually, you don't need to be so angry, I have been in this circle for so many years, and there is nothing I can't deal with." ”

She is no longer a little white flower who has just come out of society, what methods have she not seen?

Now she is a Grand Slam actor and has enough strength to face everything.

When you are a fledgling, that time is the most bitter, and what about the sarcasm and oppression you have been subjected to at that time?

The demon grabbed her hand with his left hand, and said solemnly: "You have your way to deal with it, and I also have the right to be angry, I don't interfere in your affairs, but I don't like anyone when I smell Yuexiao, that's my business." For the rest of your life, you will eventually have another person by your side. ”

The demon's big palm carried his temperature, and Zhan Yao's heart beat involuntarily.

This person is too foul to seduce himself like this?

Zhan Yao said: "I am Zhan Ye, I already have a son, and he will accompany me for the rest of my life." ”

She was actually sure that the demon in front of her would not break this material, and she had an inexplicable belief in him.

The demonic laughter was like a silver bell, pleasant to the ear, and said: "Children have children's lives after all, and there is another word that accompanies you all your life, do you know?" ”

"Wife. Old and white-headed, hand in hand. ”