Yin Xian glanced at the waist seal lightly and said:

"Your Highness actually left his underwear, but you like it tightly?"

He said this as if he was gossiping, and asked casually.

But Luo Nanyin couldn't help but tremble.

She was confused: "What do you like?" I don't like that No. 11 guy, and I don't like his underwear. ”

Yin Xian's deep eyes looked at her, and said flatly:

"If you don't like it, you can spend a lot of money, and you can hold other people's belts in your hands, it seems that Your Highness is really big-hearted."

Hearing this, how could Luo Nanyin feel that this Yin Xian seemed to be angry.

But what the hell was he angry about?

What's more, she turned out to be a little weak-hearted!

What a hell!

Luo Nanyin had a thick nerve, and he didn't understand it, so he just said:

"I see that Forsythia likes this number 11, so I ordered him to serve, as for this belt, I really just take it casually, haven't I taken your dirty pants before, so in this way, don't I like you to like it tightly?"

The corners of Yin Xian's mouth moved slightly, and he was silent for a moment, as if he was a little speechless.

Luo Nanyin's head turned around at this moment, and she thought of what Forsythia had told her before.

"That's right! I heard Forsythia say that my eldest brother was the red-clothed boy who was in the Yin Yang Hall before?! ”

Seeing Luo Nanyin change the topic, Yin Xian only glanced at her, and replied lightly: "Yes." ”

As soon as his voice fell, he didn't expect Luo Nanyin to directly pull his arm and look left and right, and said worriedly:

"I heard Forsythia say you're hurt! What the hell is hurting? Your injuries weren't completely healed before, is my eldest brother a serious one? ”

Luo Nanyin's hand was a little helpless and tugged at his sleeve, and he didn't dare to touch him, for fear of touching the wound.

Yin Xian didn't answer, just looked at her fixedly.

At this moment, Luo Nanyin didn't notice that Yin Xian's body straightened up for a moment, just pulled his sleeve, he didn't speak, and she didn't want to touch it everywhere.

Yin Xian stood in place, secretly exercising his skills.

A stream of true qi converged from the dantian to the wrist along the tendons.

Originally, he had injured his wrist before, but now that the injury is not healed, he can't bear such a gathering of true qi at all, but the wound will crack open because of the convergence of true qi.

After a while, the sleeve hem on Yin Xian's wrist gradually became wet, and a small stream of scarlet blood slid down his slender fingers.

And Yin Xian looked down without changing his face, and then planned to wipe it off casually.

It's just that before he could move, he was held by Luo Nanyin.

Luo Nanyin was close, and the sweet bloody breath came, covering the cool smell of Yin Xian's body like the wind.

Her voice was a little raised, and she exclaimed, "The wound is open? ”

Yin Xian's expression was normal, and he said lightly: "Yes, it's okay." ”

"Did Luo Nanyi do it?!"

Luo Nanyin lightly raised Yin Xian's arm, and his expression suddenly became nervous.

The injury in this place was a big injury, and it took her a lot of True Qi to repair it, but now it cracked again!

She hurriedly grabbed Yin Xian's arm and asked him to sit on the stool.

She didn't have that pair of silver needles with her, so she couldn't use Qi needles to heal Yin Xian for a while.

Fortunately, she usually tinkers with the powder, and she carries some anti-inflammatory painkillers with her, so it is still possible to stop the bleeding temporarily.

So, in the private room of Baoyue Building, Luo Nanyin frowned and applied medicine to Yin Xian.

The powdered hemostatic medicine sprinkled on Yin Xian's wound should be very painful.