Chapter 47: Ren Jun picks

Seeing this situation, Lian Zhenzhen's expression cracked a little.

Didn't Gu Ci buy these bras for her, didn't she have time to wear them yet?

Why is it all in Lala's mouth?!

She stared at Lala with wide eyes, and Lala stared at her with wide eyes.

One person and one dog, just deadlocked.

Feng Yu was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and covered his lips and smiled.

Lala really opened his eyes!

After a moment of silence, Lian Zhenzhen stretched out his hand to touch Lala, and smiled, "The breed of dog meat should taste good, although I haven't eaten it, but I don't know why, I feel that the dog meat is very fragrant at this moment." ”

Stretched out his tongue and licked the palm of Lian Zhenzhen's hand, flattering and coquettish, not knowing that this person had already made up his mind.

Feng Yu picked Lala up, his eyes swept over the colorful bra, and said in a deep voice, "Lala is not sensible." ”

"Cut ......" Lian Zhenzhen looked at his appearance of defending Lala, snorted dissatisfiedly, and turned his head away.

After completing this series of actions, Lian Zhen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

How did she feel as if she was just being coquettish to a mysterious man?

Especially the shallow tail note, as if deliberately seductive.

She immediately coughed in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Feng Yu didn't notice her abnormality, "Lala may not have seen this in Jincheng, so she is a little curious." ”

Feng Yu picked up Lala and stuffed it into Gu Ci's arms.

The bronze mask obscured his uncomfortable complexion.

Even the real nuns, noncommittal.

That dog is clearly an indecent dog, where is it because of curiosity?

"Cold compresses should be applied to your injuries as soon as possible."

"Hmm." Lian Zhenzhen bowed his head in response.

Feng Yu then ordered Gu Ci to prepare a cold towel and ice cubes.

Gu Ci wrapped the ice cube and was about to give Lian Zhenzhen a cold compress, but Feng Yu brought the towel over, glanced at him, and asked him to go out.

Feng Yu wanted to personally give Lian Zhenzhen a cold compress.

Gu smacked his tongue.

wanted to say something, but seeing Feng Yu's stubborn eyes, he had to bow down and withdraw.

Lian Zhenzhen felt that if Gu Ci dressed his wounds, it would not be too embarrassing. But if it's a mysterious person, it's inexplicably embarrassing.

She didn't know why there was such a difference.

So when Feng Yu approached her with a towel, she couldn't help but tighten the quilt, "Ahem, let's let Steward Gu come to this kind of trivial matter." ”

Feng Yu paused, his expression displeased.

The breath seemed to be cold for a moment, and the sight was as deep as a pool, and he looked at Lian Zhenzhen steadily.

Why do you want to do such a private thing?

Doesn't she feel embarrassed?

Lian Zhenzhen glanced at him, and was shocked by Leng Sensen's eyes.

He wouldn't think she was disgusting him, would he?

She immediately smiled and said flatteringly, "Haha, but I still think that you are more careful than Steward Gu, sir, come on." ”

After Lian Zhenzhen finished speaking, he closed his eyes, revealing an expression of death, pulled the quilt on his waist, and exposed the tail vertebrae and half of the hip flap.

His hands clasped the sheets tightly, as if he wanted to pick them up.

Feng Yu was stunned when he saw this.

Her white back was all exposed, as smooth and bright as jade.

It's just that at the tail vertebrae, there is a large area of bruising, which contrasts sharply with the skin everywhere.

After Feng Yu's eyes wandered, his face was completely red, and the hand holding the towel trembled slightly.

Lowering her head, she saw a drop of blood falling onto her fair waist.

He touched the mask and noticed that there were beads of blood on it.

He had a nosebleed.

"......" Feng Yu.

It's been too hot lately, and it's really easy to get angry.

Looks like he needs a cold compress too.

Lian Zhenzhen didn't feel his movements, opened his eyes, and looked at him puzzled, only to find that he was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Yu came back to his senses, and replied in a hoarse and low voice, "It's nothing." ”

He couldn't help but feel a little glad in his heart, fortunately he wore a mask to cover such an embarrassing thing as a nosebleed.