He kicked open the door domineeringly, gently placed her on the bed, and said, "The clothes are open." ”

"What?"

She clutched her coat tightly and stared at Feng Beilie in surprise.

He couldn't have suddenly become interested at this juncture and wanted to do something out of the ordinary, right? If he really wants to do it, no one in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion can stop him.

In my current situation, it is even more impossible, what should I do? What to do?

Why don't you come here and be so exciting!

"What do you think?" Feng Beilie raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't worry, this king has no interest in disabled women, and if he wants to play, he has to play lively." ”

"Oh, what are you going to do?"

This woman is really interesting, isn't it obvious what he is going to do? She actually put on a look like she was going to be forcibly suppressed.

Feng Beilie suddenly remembered that night in the Qinglou, she was like a little wild cat with teeth and claws, biting her hands and claws when she opened her mouth, but her taste was very sweet.

He wondered why she hadn't died after seven days had passed since the bones had been transferred to her body.

But it's a pity to die, he finally found such an interesting woman.

Feng Beilie said lightly: "I'll check the wound for you and treat it with medicine." ”

"Huh? No need for that, I'll do it myself. ”

Xuan Lishuang breathed a sigh of relief, she really thought about it just now.

It's just that she is a doctor on weekdays, and she treats others as well as herself, and she never thought that others would treat her wounds.

She walked over to the dresser and unfastened her clothes in the mirror below her collarbone.

On top of the snow-white and tender skin, there were two scars that almost overlapped and slanted down, almost extending to her chest, ugly and ugly.

She frowned slightly, and wiped herself skillfully with a cloth dipped in medicinal wine.

"Very skilled."

"If you can't do such a simple thing, can you pay it back?"

She wiped the wound carefully, and after finishing it, she found that the medicine for Shaoqing had been used up, and Xuan Lishuang couldn't find anything better, and she was afraid of leaving scars.

While she was looking around, Feng Beilie took out a small bottle out of nowhere, poured the medicine and applied it to her wound on his fingers.

His hand was warm and comfortable, and the moment he touched the cold wound, Xuan Lishuang's body trembled.

"Don't move."

He whispered and glanced up at her.

There was not a single superfluous word, but in an instant, she obediently lowered her eyes and obediently let him be drugged like a kitten.

Feng Beilie raised his eyes to look at her, and then lowered his eyes and carefully applied the medicine.

Her skin was soft and soft, with a faint sweet scent that no man in the world could refuse.

He looked at her face with a blank look, and a wicked thought came to him, and he wanted to pounce on her again now......

"Lord Wang, it's a little painful......"

She frowned slightly, and a look of grievance and discomfort suddenly made Feng Beilie feel distressed.

Only then did he notice that he had lost his mind and pressed his fingers hard against her wound.

"It's already, let's change my clothes."

"Forget it now, just wait a minute. The prince's medicine is so comfortable, cold and good for pain, is the effect of this medicine good for healing? ”

"The best medicine won't leave scars."

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

Xuan Lishuang didn't know what to say except to thank him.

In her previous life, she was born to study medicine, and she entered the army as soon as she worked, and all she learned was medical skills and martial arts.