In fact, Ye Jiujiu was a little surprised, Feng Mojiang's face was demonic, and anyone who saw it would be ashamed of his beauty, regardless of men or women.

If it weren't for the cold and resolute silhouette and the cold and powerful aura, probably anyone would have gone up to tease him. In addition, he is always pale on weekdays, and he is the kind of white that has not seen the sun for a long time, which makes people feel quite weak.

Although the figure is long and straight, because the face looks against the sky, I would never have thought that Feng Mojiang, who took off his clothes, would be so material.

Strong pectoral muscles, perfect eight-pack abs, drops of sweat secreted because of pain, up and down with his breathing, this picture is simply a picture that can make people spray nosebleeds.

Ye Jiujiu closed her eyes, silently thinking that the color is empty and the color is empty, everyone is injured, how can she be embarrassed to think of that aspect?

But the body is really good, it's just perfect?

Wringing the towel, Ye Jiujiu began to wipe Feng Mojiang's body, the slightly rough towel rubbed across his chest, and then on his abdomen, carefully avoiding the wound, and went down.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed hard, and Ye Jiujiu looked at Feng Mojiang inexplicably: "What's wrong?" ”

"Put it down, no need to wipe it." Feng Mojiang's voice was hoarse and heavy, with some gasp, and after taking off the towel under Ye Jiujiu's hand, he said, "You go out." ”

"Huh?" Ye Jiujiu didn't know why, what's wrong with this, and suddenly got angry.

I still want to look at Feng Mojiang's body for a while, and now it's in the soup.

Wait, it can't be, her intentions are being seen, right? So, he didn't let her wipe it?

Ye Jiujiu hesitated for a moment and explained: "Boss Feng, don't get me wrong, I have absolutely no wrong thoughts about you, I swear, absolutely absolutely no ......"

The originally hot body gradually cooled down, and Feng Mo put his happy mood on the cloud because of Ye Jiujiu's words, of course he knew, knowing that Jiujiu was absolutely absolute to him, and there would be no so-called non-dividing thoughts.

Turning his head sideways, Feng Mo turned his ice-blue eyes to Shangye Jiujiu's eyes, but he still couldn't hold back after all, and asked, "Is Qi Medicine very important to you?" ”

In fact, what he wanted to ask more was, do you like Qi medicine?

The housekeeper said that this poison should have been eaten by Qi Yao, but Jiujiu suddenly grabbed the poison and swallowed it, took the poison for Qi Yao, and was willing to give up his life for the other party, so he must have liked it, so he would do this.

"Huh?" Ye Jiujiu was stunned by Feng Mo's speed of thinking jumping, his thoughts couldn't keep up, and his reaction was half a beat slower.

Isn't that talking about them? What's wrong with Qi medicine?

"Forget it, it's nothing, you go out." Feng Mojiang felt that he had some magic obstacles, what kind of answer did he want to get when he asked like this?

Do you want her to veto? If it's not important, how can you risk your life?

If she admits it, if she really says how important Qi medicine is to her, is this the answer he wants to hear?

Therefore, no matter what Ye Jiujiu answered, he didn't want to know anymore.

The wound improved quickly because Ye Jiujiu was by his side, Feng Mojiang got up from the bed, took the clothes and was about to put them on his body, Ye Jiujiu saw Feng Mojiang's action, and hurriedly grabbed Feng Mojiang's hand and stopped his movements: "You are crazy, you have injuries on your body now, you can't get up casually, what should I do if the wound is cracked?" ”