Sang Yu was suddenly dragged over, she looked at Sang Yu's cold side face close at hand, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

"Uncle Huang, don't kill me......" she was about to cry.

She still has three beautiful men waiting for her to raid ahahahahah

The expected pain did not come, and she watched in disbelief as Sang Yu grabbed her hand and poured a bottle of medicinal powder into the palm of her hand that was still bleeding.

Was he going to poison her?

But she won't be poisoned.

There was a faint burning sensation from the wound, and Sang Yu thought that there was a medicine in the rivers and lakes that could turn people into a pool of blood, her eyes were wide open, and she was frightened like a kitten, and she wanted to get rid of the medicine powder in her palm.

But Sang Yu had no choice but to hold her tightly, and finally, he tied her palms with a layer of gauze before slowly letting go of her.

Sang Yu was empty, and hurriedly wanted to untie the bandage, but the wound was faintly painful, and it must have been corroded.

Sang Yu seemed to be impatient, and stretched out his hand to point at her acupoint.

Sang Yu couldn't move, pursed her lips, and looked at him aggrievedly.

"Uncle Huang, I won't dare to kiss you again, don't kill me......"

Her eyes were red, and tears were rolling down her face.

Sang Yu looked at her like this, his expression was stunned, when did he want to kill her?

Wait, why wouldn't he want to kill her?

If it were someone else, I don't know how many times I would have died.

A strange emotion welled up in his heart that he didn't even know, and he thought of his cough just now.

He wasn't uncomfortable at the time, what was the cough for?

Let her turn back?

But why did she turn back?

Why did he think she would turn back?

And why do you want her to turn back?

A series of questions made Sang Yu's mind complicated.

He was silent for a long time before he picked up the robe hanging on the screen next to him, turned his back to Sang Yu, and put it on without any expression.

Where is there still grievances on Sang Yu's face, watching Sang Yu change his clothes at this moment, tears are about to flow out of his mouth.

Help me!

His waist is really thin!

I want to hug ( ̇ ̇)

As if sensing the voyeurism, Sang Yu turned his head, and Sang Yu hurriedly looked away, trying to make the expression on his face not so colorful.

The neatly dressed Sang Yu looks so ascetic and unattainable.

The more he was like this, the more Sang Yu wanted to pull him off the altar, seeing his messy breathing, blushing and heartbeat.

Well, when she kissed him just now, he responded unconsciously, which was fine.

It won't be long before she must let him take the initiative to kiss her, hehe!

Sang Yu thought about it for a while, and didn't notice that Sang Yu had already left.

When she came to her senses, the room was empty, and she was the only one.

She was hit by the acupoint and couldn't move, so she shouted helplessly: "Uncle Huang, you let me out!" ”

To die, to die.

He must have been annoyed and trying to kill her.

Sang Yu looked at the wound wrapped in bandages, frowned and was aggrieved, he knew that he wouldn't save him.

But after waiting for a long time, except for the beginning, she didn't feel any more pain, and the wound didn't bleed, but it was cool and a little comfortable.

So he's stopping the bleeding for her?

Sang Yu hooked her lips and laughed again.

She knew that Uncle Huang was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

Just why didn't you tell her and point her acupuncture points?

When Sang Yu was able to move half an hour later, he only felt sore.

She rubbed her arms and legs, and walked out of the dormitory, the charcoal fire outside had been removed, and Sang Yu stood in front of the window with his hands in his hand, looking indifferently at the pear tree with withered petals outside the window.

Knowing that she was coming out, he glanced at her sideways, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

"Why did you save me?"

(End of chapter)