When Li Jingheng heard Lu Qingge's words, his eyebrows tightened.

The man's pace couldn't help but speed up a little, and when he arrived at the South Courtyard, Li Jingqian and Mu Jin were already waiting.

Mu Jin is a military doctor, and Li Jingheng called Li Jingqian in advance when he came back from hugging Lu Qingge just now.

After Li Jingheng put the woman on the bed, Mu Jin quickly leaned over, she reached out and touched Lu Qingge's forehead, and then touched herself, without saying anything, took out a few pills from the medicine box, and glanced at Li Jingheng: "Go and pour a glass of water." ”

Li Jingheng was stunned for a moment, and then did so.

Mu Jin took the water from the man's hand and fed Lu Qingge medicine.

She got up and looked at Li Jingheng: "Why did you suddenly have a fever?" ”

"She was bored and went to kneel in the ancestral hall, and the cold wind was blowing all the time."

Li Jingqian looked at his second brother and shook his head: "If you are bored to kneel in the ancestral hall, you really dare to say it!" ”

Mu Jin listened to the conversation between the two men, but her eyes moved, she didn't say anything, and took out the ointment from the medicine box: "This is a swelling medicine, your knee must have been injured, and I will wipe it on her after I wipe it myself." ”

Li Jingheng glanced at the woman on the bed, and then looked at the ointment handed over by Mu Jin, as if he was considering whether to listen to her words and apply it to the woman.

Li Jingqian reminded him: "Don't continue? ”

Li Jingheng reached out and took it: "Trouble sister-in-law." ”

Mu Jin smiled gently: "Her fever should be able to go down tomorrow, don't worry." ”

Li Jingheng looked at the figure on the bed, and the whole person was indifferent.

Mu Jin turned around and left the room, she didn't give Li Jingqian a hint before she made this action.

And Li Jingqian watched her leave, his eyes flashed with something, and then he raised his heels.

……

The room soon left only Li Jingheng and Lu Qingge.

The man's eyes were deep, and he played with the ointment in his hand, as if he was weighing something.

Lu Qingge was wearing black leggings, and her upper body was a goose-yellow sweater, and she was drugged, first ...... Gotta take off the woman's pants.

Li Jingheng stood in place for a while, then stepped over and sat down on the edge of the bed with long legs.

The man's big palm was raised and he pulled Lu Qingge's sweater up.

But the pants she was wearing were high-waisted pants, and Li Jingheng had to turn sideways slightly, lift the woman's waist with one hand, and push the sweater up with the other.

Can...... Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of a scar near the woman's black bra.

The mark looked...... It's like a gunshot wound.

Li Jingheng's eyes darkened a little suddenly, and he involuntarily raised his hand, wanting to touch the scar-

"Cold—"

Lu Qingge suddenly muttered.

The man subconsciously retracted his hand and glanced at the woman's face, and something in his black eyes was a little blurred.

When he started again, he was going to unbutton Lu Qingge's pants.

The three breasts were quickly unbuttoned, and Li Jingheng ripped off her pants without changing her face.

Can...... After seeing the flat belly, small black panties and slender and fair legs, the Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.

Li Jingheng looked down, saw her red and purple knees, and sneered.

He squeezed the ointment to his fingertips and applied it to Lu Qingge's knees little by little, patiently and seriously.

After it was painted, when Li Jingheng was about to stop it, the fingertip ghost made the god move up the ground...... It touched the fair skin of the woman's inner thighs.