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In their Spirit Clan, although they do not communicate with foreign races, they are still very particular here.

As a girl who has not left the cabinet, her body must not be seen by other men.

She is still very traditional in her bones, and her body can only be shown to her husband.

Feng Tianyou looked at her lips without any blood, and if the wound was not treated, he was afraid that she would not be able to return to the Spirit Clan.

If something happened to her, how would he explain it to the old lady? How to explain to Ning Yan?

"Shuang'er, obedient, the wound must be treated, there is a lot of blood. If you keep going, you'll die. ”

Lin Zishuang still shook her head, "No, Feng Tianyou, I don't want to take off my clothes." ”

Feng Tianyou looked at her shy appearance when she lowered her head, and took a deep breath, "It's just the two of us here, even if you count it, I'm still your cousin." The wound on your back must be treated, my eyes will not look around. ”

"I don't want ......"

Lin Zishuang stubbornly tugged at the corners of her clothes, and looked at Feng Tianyou like a thief, "I... We are different from the big city, and the girl's body can't be messed around. ”

"I know, Frost, I'm not going to mess around. I'll treat your wounds, really, well, you have to deal with it quickly, obediently. ”

Lin Zishuang hesitated for a moment, looking at the domineering in his eyes.

"That's... Then you turn around and just need to help me take care of the wound. ”

As long as she is willing to let him take care of his wounds, even if she says now that she wants to pick the stars in the sky, he will never pick the moon.

Lin Zishuang slowly unbuttoned her coat, in the Spirit Clan, the underwear worn by women is still a traditional belly pocket.

Although her cousin gave her a lot of strange underwear, she still liked to wear her own embroidered belly pocket.

After a while, Lin Zishuang's clothes were basically stripped off, leaving only a light pink belly pocket.

She was a little embarrassed, "Seal... Feng Tianyou, good... Okay......"

Feng Tianyou turned around and saw her snow-white back.

It's just that the back of the clotted white jade was cut by a tree branch with a palm-long wound.

Fortunately, they went out this time and brought the medicine with them.

"Frost, bear with it, it may hurt."

Lin Zishuang was half-lying on his lap, and couldn't help but sizzle, and the pain made her cold sweat come out.

When Feng Tianyou heard her voice, he couldn't help but feel distressed, "Shuang'er, the wound is a little deep, and the sundries inside must be picked out." ”

Lin Zishuang was already in so much pain that she didn't want to speak, so she picked out the things inserted in it from the flesh, how could it not hurt?

For now, she can only endure it.

After a while, Feng Tianyou finally got it right.

He frowned slightly, "Shuang'er, I'll rub the hemostatic powder on you first, if you can't stop the bleeding, maybe you have to sew up the wound." ”

If the hemostatic powder doesn't work, he has to sew up the wound, he is afraid that she will suffer more.

Lin Zishuang took a deep breath, "It will definitely stop the bleeding, this is grandma's special medicine." ”

Feng Tianyou nodded, looked at it for a while, and sure enough, the effect of stopping the bleeding was good.

In order to prevent the wound from cracking, he took out gauze, "Shuang'er, the wound has to be wrapped, you bear with it a little longer." ”

The wound on her back was a bit big, and Feng Tianyou was holding the gauze, which had to be wrapped in front to cover the wound.

It's just that he didn't dare to look at her indiscriminately, and his hand unconsciously touched her soft breasts.

Lin Zishuang couldn't help shrinking, her obviously pale and bloodless face made her blush.

This is really too much for a girl who has not left the cabinet.

Feng Tianyou also frowned, "Frost... Frost, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to. ”()

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