The purpose of Leng Sleepy Shadow is very simple, to heal a wound for Feng Tian once again, and there is no such filthiness as some people imagine.

And Feng Tianche also quickly shut up when Leng Meiying took out the knife, and Leng Meiying's gesture told him very clearly that if she continued to talk nonsense, she would not guarantee that there would be any problems in the next surgery.

Since ancient times, people have known that there are three kinds of people who cannot be offended, the first is the villain, the second is the official, and the third is the doctor.

Whether it is this era or the previous life of Leng Ningying, this law is universal, doctors are not dangerous to anyone on weekdays, but once you are sick, then sorry, doctors can manipulate your life, your body.

If you go west, you dare to go east, the end will be absolutely very miserable.

Obviously, Feng Tianche was very conscious of being a patient, and when he saw Leng Meiying take out a knife, he immediately became disciplined, his mouth was not spent, and his movements were not coquettish, so he obediently took off his shirt, and then fell asleep quietly.

Leng Meiying glanced at him with satisfaction, then disinfected the knife on the oil lamp, approached Feng Tianche, and looked at the crooked word 'stupid' on his back, the corners of Leng Meiying's mouth curved slightly.

This stupid guy doesn't seem to notice anything wrong with his back.

However, when Leng Meiying looked at his back carefully, something in the depths of his heart touched him fiercely.

And Feng Tianche is obviously much more comfortable, sleeping on the bed of the cold shadow, smelling the residual beauty fragrance on the bed, imagining the seductive picture of her sleeping on the bed, Feng Tianche's heart also rose in vain.

The cabin, the oil lamp, the quiet is a little eerie.

The two of them were thinking about each other, their eyes were a little floating, and their faces were a little red.

When the slender jade fingers gently penetrated Feng Tianche's sturdy back, Feng Tianche's body couldn't help but tremble.

The place where the jade fingers came into contact with the body, as if they had been electrocuted, a current from between the two touches, through the green jade fingers, through the majestic back, penetrated into each other's hearts, and into each other's sea of qi.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and neither of them spoke, just quietly felt the intoxicating feeling.

This is not the first time that the two of them have this feeling, the first time is on the unknown barren rock, facing the group of more than thirty masters sent by the second prince Bai Feng, led by three martial emperor-level masters.

At that time, it was Feng Tianche who took the initiative to hug Leng Meiying's waist, but this time it was Leng Meiying who took the initiative to press Feng Tianche's back.

Perhaps this is the impermanence of the world, which is ever-changing......

Just as the two of them were intoxicated by this intoxicating feeling, a lazy voice sounded in the sea of cold sleep.

"Oh, I said you two, what are you going to do quickly, Ben Long is tired of seeing it here......"

In the corner, the Seven Cylinders, who had long been forgotten by Leng Meiying, nodded in agreement, but it was not as bold as Lord Shenlong, and it didn't dare to make a sound.

The master's breath is already so strong that it makes Qiguan feel extremely difficult, and the breath on this man's body makes Qiguan have an urge to worship, if it weren't for the divine dragon breath around him to help him block the part, I'm afraid that now Qiguan will be stunned once when he sees Feng Tianche.