The lighter abrasions have faded into obscenity, while the more serious ones have begun to scab away.

Obviously, the medicine given by the third master is the kind that does not leave scars.

Girls are all beauty-loving, so no one wants to have scars on their bodies, looking at the scars that are slowly fading, Song Qing is still very happy.

Reaching out and touching the faint abrasion on his arm, Song Qing couldn't help but mutter

"I don't know, what's the name of that medicine?"

"Forget it, ask another day, and then go buy two bottles and come back."

In this way, she only needs to rub the medicine on her body once and all the injuries on her body will be healed, and she will not leave any traces.

And with such a good medicine, it is also convenient to stay on the body in case of emergency.

Although Song Qing didn't know how much the medicine cost for a bottle, it should be quite expensive. I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money, but she doesn't feel distressed than reaching out and spending some money on a scar.

At this time, she naturally didn't think of herself, let alone buy two bottles, even if she bought one bottle, she couldn't afford it now.

After Song Qing checked the injuries on his body, he decided to take a shower first and then retake the medicine tomorrow.

In fact, she traveled to the present, and just wiped it with a towel because of the injuries on her body.

It's been a few days, and if she doesn't take a good shower, she can't stand it.

Song Qing's eyes subconsciously fell into the bathtub in front of him, the hot water in it was still smoking, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was beckoning to her, let her in, go in and take a dip.

Wait a minute, Song Qing didn't think about it, took off his coat directly and hung it on the screen.

After taking off his coat, Song Qing's fair shoulders and arms were exposed, and a shallow scar could still be seen on it.

He glanced down at the bow that was tightly tied around his chest.

The strap is long and falls directly to the thigh.

Glancing at the clothes belt, Song Qing stretched out his hand and pulled it away. As soon as the belt was loosened, the bandeau dress fell directly from her body to the ground, and along with the silver ticket she hid.

"......" The corners of Song Qing's mouth twitched, and then he reached out to pick up the clothes that fell on the ground and hung them together.

Looking at the silver ticket that landed at your feet? After Song Qing bent down to pick it up, stood up? Stuffed into an embroidered money bag hanging from his clothes.

These are her belongings in the future? can't fall off, if she does, she will have to drink the northwest wind in the future.

Undressed now? Now all she has is white trousers? And the underwear I wore closely.

Glancing down at the underwear, his gaze fell on the bulging place.

This chubby? It seems to have grown a little longer, and this belly pocket always feels like it can't be covered.

Maybe it was windy, Song Qing felt like this empty and cold.

Song glanced at the water in the bucket in front of him? Reached out and tested the temperature of the water, took off his shoes and set them aside......

On the other side, after the third master left the study, he walked directly in the direction of his yard.

Facing the night, a tall figure in a dark shirt walked into the main courtyard without hurrying.

When he came to the door of the room, the third master stretched out his hand to push the door and walked in.

"Squeak~"

The sound of the door opening? Song Qing, who had just taken off his pants, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced down at his legs.

She seemed to have forgotten to latch the door.

Song Qing, who reacted, subconsciously reached out and pulled up his pants.

Maybe he was in a hurry, Song Qing's pants were pulled up, but he stumbled a few times.

Song Qing, who was about to fall, subconsciously reached out to support the screen? However, the truth is how could the screen possibly withstand her weight.

The result? She fell with the screen.

"Bang!" A loud bang? Song Qing lay on the screen that had fallen to the ground.

At this time, Song Qing, who was lying on the screen, felt that her eyes were full of stars when she fell.

One word 'hurts', two words 'it hurts'? Three words? 'It hurts! ’

In a word, is it really painful for her to be thrown now? Especially the place where he was wearing a small coat that was still pressed against the screen at this time hurt even more.

"Groove!"

Song Qing subconsciously burst into a foul language, and couldn't get up from lying there for a while.

Song Qing felt that these days, he might have committed a declining god, otherwise why could he be unlucky one after another.

The pain of falling down slowly dissipated, and Song Qing exhaled at this time.

Raising her head slightly, from her angle, she could just see a person standing at the gate facing her.

The man was dressed in a dark shirt, with a piece of white jade hanging from his waist, and his long inky hair fell from his shoulders to his chest with golden tassels.

The cold and handsome face, the sharp and cold eyes, the cold and deep body, revealing the coldness that no one can approach.

At this time, he still had his hands on the door, and it was obvious that he had just pushed the door in.

Seeing the person standing at the door, Song was stunned for a moment, quickly propped his hands on the ground, and staggered up from the ground.

At the small clothes, because her movements were too large, she shook irrepressibly, and her small clothes were already small, so it was even more difficult to cover.

"Three, third master."

Looking at the man standing at the door, Song Qing subconsciously opened his mouth and shouted.

At this moment, Song Qing felt that his tongue was a little knotted.

A cool breeze blew at the gate, making Song Qing, who was only wearing a close-fitting coat, couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Glancing down at himself, Song Qing was stunned for a moment and turned his back with a blushing face.

At this time, Song Qing only had one sentence in her mind, and of course she subconsciously said it.

"Didn't see me, didn't see me, I'm invisible."

"......" Listening to Song Qing's delicate voice, the third master's hand on the door trembled a little at this time.

The white back, the slender waist is gripped, and at this time, the neck and waist are loosely tied with the straps of the small clothes.

At this time, the white back was inappropriately abrased, and two of them were quite obvious.

The incident happened suddenly, and the third master's mind was hanging up at the moment.

Stiffly looking away from the white back, the third master turned around and walked out of the room with his back to Song and raised his feet.

The footsteps did not stop all the way, until he stood in the courtyard, and the third master stopped.

The third master didn't look back, but raised his hand and waved it lightly. At this moment, the open door behind him instantly heard a 'bang' and closed himself.

The sound of the door closing came, and the third master turned around and strode out of the courtyard, and soon the figure disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Song Qing looked back at the door of the room that he had closed, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, where did the wind come from?

Looking at the door of the confined room, at this moment, Song Qing was embarrassed.

At this moment, there is something she doesn't understand.

The room is the third master's room, and the hot water is not prepared for himself, but for the third master in advance.

"So as soon as I came, I occupied the third master's room."

Thinking of the scene just now, Song lightly raised his hand to support his forehead.

"Really, it's a shame."

At this time, Song Qing's face was very hot, and his ears were also very hot.

Feeling his flustered heartbeat, Song Qing unconsciously raised his hand to cover his chest.

"Boom!"

"Boom!".

At this moment, she clearly felt that her heart was beating too fast.