Shu Yin didn't bother to pay attention to him, "The young marshal has no other orders, so I'll go and get busy." ”

"It's time for you to start your duties." Yan Xiaoji said lightly and continued to shake the chair.

Shu Yin looked at him, "It's not time to change the dressing yet." ”

"I feel itchy and uncomfortable with the wound."

“…… That's the wound healing. ”

"But I'm uncomfortable, if you don't help me scratch it, I'll let Ling Fei scratch it." Yan Xiao said with a low voice.

Shu Yin rubbed her brows, why did she have a headache like she had for her son?

"I'll go get the tools." Shu Yin gritted her teeth.

When I went downstairs, I found that Ling Fei and Aunt Qian had strange eyes, and said helplessly, "Aunt Qian, you help Ling Fei arrange a bath, and I will show the wound to the young marshal." ”

The medicine box brought back from the hospital was still in the downstairs hall, and was about to pick it up, Deng Hao hurriedly took it, "Hehe, I'm coming, Miss Shu is tired." ”

Shu Yin is angry, this sentence is tired and very ambiguous.

rolled his eyes, "Your young marshal said itchy, you go and tickle him." ”

turned around and chased after Ling Fei.

Deng Hao was carrying the medicine box, looking confused, tickling? The young marshal hates people touching his body the most, how can he let people tickle him?

After a while, Deng Hao came out with a disgraced face, and glanced at Shu Yin from the second floor, she sat on the sofa and waited for Ling Fei to finish bathing.

Hurriedly ran down, with a flattering face, "Miss Shu, the young marshal asked you to change the medicine for him." ”

Shu Yin glared at him, "They all said that they didn't have time to change the dressing, and it was not good to change it too often." ”

Deng Hao snorted for a while, and said in a low voice helplessly, "The young marshal said, if you don't perform your duties, he will talk to Ling Fei." ”

Shu Yin: ......

Pushing open the door of Yan Xiaoji's room, the thing squinted his eyes and continued to shake on the rocking chair, his eyes hurting.

Shu Yin was helpless, opened the medicine box, prepared the tools and cotton wool for changing the medicine, and walked in front of him.

"Young marshal, are you continuing to shake me to change the dressing? Or do you stop me to change the dressing? ”

Yan Xiaoji stopped, opened his eyes, and spread his hands, "Come on." ”

A look of flowers to be picked.

Shu Yin unbuttoned him angrily.

"Don't be too rude, otherwise, how can you be warm and happy?" The goods that are underwhelmed opened again.

Shu Yin ignored him, continued to move, untied his shirt, exposed the wound on his chest, and tore it unceremoniously.

The adhesive tape adhered to the flesh and was torn apart with hair, and the wound and blood clots coagulated on the gauze, and it still hurt to tear it hard.

Yan Xiao bared his teeth and glared at her, "Women don't know how to be gentle, so beware that they can't get married." ”

"If you can't get married, you don't have to worry about the young marshal."

"It doesn't matter if you can't get married, Ben Shuai can accept you for the time being...... Hiss! Are you curing a disease or creating a disease? Yan Xiaowei glared angrily at Shu Yin, who was holding tweezers, clamping cotton wool, and deliberately poking his wound.

"Who made your mouth talk nonsense!" Shu Yin snorted, "Besides, I won't be accepted by you if I marry a pig or a dog." ”

Yan Xiao's face was stunned for a while, "You compare me to a pig and a dog." ”

"Oh, no, compare the young marshal to the pig and the dog, and let the pig and dog be wronged!" Shu Yin moved quickly, bandaged the wound, packed up her things, raised her eyebrows to look at him, and then glanced meaningfully between her legs.

Pointing with his hand, "Young marshal, is the wound itchy here?" I'll open it for you to scratch? ”

Yan Xiaoji's face suddenly darkened, why is this woman so shameless?

However, her delicate voice is said to tickle you......

Why is it itching in my heart?

Shu Yin saw that his face was not good-looking, and hummed in his heart, but he was a thief with a thief's heart but not a thief's guts.

He is indeed too good-looking, and if he dares to mess around, maybe she will enjoy the beauty, and it is not impossible.

It's a pity, it's a paper tiger.

The smug Shu Yin just wanted to leave, but Yan Xiaojie suddenly stood up, "Wait a minute." ”

Shu Yin stood and turned around.

He walked to the closet, which was already neatly lined with his clothes.