Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 960 Only You!

"I don't, I just want to show you, I want you to know... I am Beiming Yufeng, my heart... only you, only you!" Beiming Yufeng smiled, and there was no expression on his face. Half of the pain, the expression is very serious.

"Stop!" Mo Feixun hurriedly sat up from the bed, slightly covered his body with the quilt, with reddish eyes, raised his hand to move his hand away, so as not to let him hurt himself again.

When her hand touched the blood-stained dagger, she couldn't help shaking a little, and her heart also trembled.

The feeling of fear spread silently on the apex of my heart.

The tip of the nose is even more pantothenic, and I can't tell what it feels like with mixed feelings.

Seeing that his clothes were soaked in blood, Mo Feixun couldn't bear it any longer, and quickly took the medicine box from his storage ring to treat Beiming Yufeng's injury.

"Beiming Yufeng, you lunatic, don't do this again." Mo Feixun scolded him while treating his injury.

But hearing those words, Beiming Yufeng's heart was sweet, because at this moment, he knew that Mo Feixun still cared about him.

He smiled lowly, his eyes were rippling with light, he didn't pay attention to the wound on his chest at all, no matter how painful it was, he didn't make a sound or frown.

Mo Feixun looked at the wound on Beiming Yufeng's chest, and his heart ached so much that he grabbed it. While she was cursing at him, the movements of her hands didn't stop for a moment.

Beiming Yufeng's attack was really sharp and unambiguous at all. The wound was deep and almost broke his heart. She really didn't know what this man was thinking.

Let him dig, and he will dig?
It has to be said that Beiming Yufeng's move scared Mo Feixun.

"Beiming Yufeng...Are you insane? If you are injured, you still need me to treat your wound. Forget it!" She took a slight breath, cursed, but her hands were soft , afraid of hurting him.

"This king is willing to give you my whole heart...you can come and get it anytime you want." The corners of Beiming Yufeng's mouth were slightly raised, and tenderness and pampering were rippling in his eyes.

"Bloody, I don't want it." Mo Feixun said angrily, really convinced him.

The previous anger, because of Beiming Yufeng's knife, she admitted that she had almost dissipated.

It seems that this kind of punishment is not punishing Beiming Yufeng, but her.

Mo Feixun took care of it for him, raised his hand and slapped it, "Next time, if you want to dig, you're going to die, and stay away from me, don't dirty my hands and eyes!"

Mo Feixun's blow was not heavy, but it hurt very much when it landed on the wound.

Beiming Yufeng let out a muffled snort in pain, but suddenly he smiled evilly in a low voice, a beautiful smile spread across his noble and handsome face, he raised his hand and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly She hugged, "Don't even think about it, this king is going to pester you. He'll be right in front of your eyes, right beside her, pestering you, annoying you, and dying in front of you."

"Crazy..." Mo Feixun raised his hand to hit him, but the bloody hand made her stunned in mid-air.

Beiming Yufeng hugged her, lowered his head,
Her beautiful eyes widened, and the warmth on her lips extended to her limbs.

(End of this chapter)