Lord Yan glanced at him, came to the table with Feng Jiu in his arms and sat down, and ordered, "Fetch the medicine." ”

Seeing this, Shadow took the two women out, and at the same time took the wound medicine in, put it on the table, and watched his master sitting on his lap with the boy in his arms, he opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but he didn't know how to say.

Feng Jiu's body stiffened, and the feeling of sitting on Lord Yan's lap was as uncomfortable as sitting on a needleboard, but someone didn't seem to notice that something was wrong, and still went his own way, not realizing that there was anything wrong.

"Lord Yan, that, my little injury is nothing, I won't ask you to help me with the medicine, I'll go back first." She tried to stand up as she spoke, but the P-share was just off his thigh, and she was pressed down.

"Sit down!"

She stiffened, and was pressed back to his lap, not daring to move.

When Shadow saw this, he could only sigh lightly and walked out, and came to the door to guard. Needless to say, the master seems to have fallen into the mud and can't pull it back.

"Shadow One? What do I think of those two women going back crying? What's going on? Didn't the master let them sleep? The gray wolf walked in, and when he saw Shadow guarding the door, he couldn't help but step forward with some curiosity.

"Why are you here?" Shadow blocked the door, glanced inside, and stepped forward to stop the person, not wanting him to see that the master inside was holding the young man in his arms!

"What's going on? What are you stopping me for? ”

The gray wolf didn't know why, and when he saw that the door was not closed, he poked his head out and looked inside, but when he saw the shadow in front of him, he couldn't help but be annoyed, and stretched out his hand to pull the person open: "What are you doing?" ”

However, when he saw the scene in the room, his legs were weak and he almost fell down.

"I—I'm not mistaken, right? The master is holding that, that kid? He grabbed Keichi's clothes in one hand, his eyes widening in shock.

Ying Yi pulled him a little outside, so as not to be heard by the master inside, and said, "You have seen it and pretended not to see it, where to go back and forth, the master is not free to see you now." ”

"No, they ......"

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything." Eichi pursed his lips and said, returning to the door with a dark face.

In the room, Feng Jiu looked at the extremely ugly bandaging technique on his forearm, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he turned his head slightly, looking at this unmasked Lord Yan so closely, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he might really have seen it.

"Lord Yan, have we met before?"

Hearing this, Lord Yan remembered that he didn't wear a mask after bathing, and a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, he raised his eyes to look at her, and the hand around her waist didn't intend to retract, but shifted his attention and asked, "How long are you going to wipe this thing on your face?" ”

"Huh?"

Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, thinking of the face on his face that was painted with black and green ointment, and grinned: "It should be about the same in a few days." ”

In a few days, her beautiful face will be restored, and she is excited to think about it.

Looking at her eyes crooked and laughing, the faint medicinal fragrance belonging to her body snorted into her nose, the warm fragrance of nephrite was in her arms, his eyes gradually darkened, his throat rolled up and down, and he only felt a fire in his body.

I don't feel for anyone.,Alone for her.,I have an incomprehensible impulse.。

What it was like to be pounding, perhaps, he already knew......

Seeing that he was really holding her and wasn't going to let go, Feng Jiu's eyes flickered, the corners of his lips hooked up with an evil smile, and asked with a bit of banter: "Lord Yan, what does it feel like to hold me?" ”