Chapter 441: Who Pounced on Whom?
At this time, even Yingyi's eyes moved slightly, looking at the closed door with a trace of strangeness on his face, and secretly thought: In this blue sky and white day, even if the master thinks about the ghost doctor again, he shouldn't mess around, right?
Thinking of this, he coughed lightly and said seriously: "Don't think about it, what can the two of them do in broad daylight?" ”
The gray wolf glanced at him with disdain: "You don't think about it, how do you know that I think about it?" As soon as his voice fell, an excited smile appeared on his face again: "Although I really want the master and the ghost doctor to do something inside, but, you are right, in broad daylight, the master should not be so undetermined." ”
But as soon as these words fell, listening to the angry scolding of the ghost doctor and the eager voice of the master, the faces of the two became strange again.
"Damn! What are you doing! ”
"If you don't take it off yourself, you have to do it yourself."
"Shhh Bastard! Don't tear my clothes! ”
"If you don't tear it, you can see it."
"Get out of here!"
"Don't move."
"Shhh My waist! It hurts, it hurts, you tap! ”
"You relax, it won't hurt later."
Hearing this, the two people guarding outside the courtyard were dumbfounded, looking at the room with closed doors and windows in amazement, and their hearts were excited, excited, and surprised.
Master, this is the ghost doctor who pounced? Still running errands in broad daylight? That's too fierce, isn't it?
However, in the room, it was a different scene.
Feng Jiu was lying on the bed, and the red clothes on his body were torn apart by Lord Yan at his waist, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin, but there was a piece of black green on this skin at this time, and Lord Yan was smearing medicine on the black green place, and then gently rubbed it so that the blood stasis could dissolve.
Every time he rubbed it, what he got was Feng Jiu's hissing gasp, obviously he didn't use any strength, but he still saw that she was so painful that a layer of sweat oozed from her forehead, and seeing her little face wrinkled, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and the movements in his hands were also lightened, and the original light kneading became a light touch, this time, it didn't hurt anymore, but Feng Jiu was rubbing and getting pimples.
"Okay, okay, stop rubbing."
Listening to the disgusted words, Lord Yan's face turned dark, but when she thought that he made her waist blue, she couldn't get angry, and then she thought of her own fierce waves before, and her ears couldn't help but be hot, and now the breath she was holding was gone, and then she felt a little uncomfortable.
But he was an arrogant person, and even if he wasn't there, he wouldn't let her see it, so he took a step back with a dark face, pursed his thin lips, and stood on the edge of the bed looking at the woman lying on his stomach.
His eyes fell on the clothes that were torn by her, his eyes moved slightly, he coughed lightly, and asked, "Where are your clothes?" Benjun will give you a set to change into. ”
Feng Jiu glared at him, and said angrily: "You go out, call me cold frost over, let people prepare water and I want to bathe." ”
Lord Yan glanced at her, and when his gaze swept over her slightly red and swollen red lips, his face was slightly hot and uncomfortable, he quickly opened his eyes, and responded with a cold face: "Well, you lie on your stomach!" Benjun will help you call someone. ”
As he spoke, he walked out with his steps.
Feng Jiuyin kept glaring at him, so she was slightly surprised when she saw his uncomfortable look and hot and red ears in her eyes, and when he left the room and closed the door, she couldn't help but scold.
"Pretend!"