The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 348 He was very nervous, for fear of hurting her.

She really begged him sincerely.

Chonghan dipped a clean towel into the hot water and turned a deaf ear: "I've learned how to treat wounds, it won't hurt you."

Shuangxi bit her lip without realizing it: "I mean... the identity of the second prince..."

Chonghan interrupted her: "You were injured to save me. We don't have a master-servant relationship now. If you mind the difference between men and women, I will try not to touch you."

Shuangxi stood dignifiedly at the head of the bed, her movements seemed to have slowed down, she slipped on her slippers, went to bed, and lay down on the bed next to her.

Her injury was near the shoulder, and she needed to take off her clothes before taking the medicine.

Chonghan turned around, Shuangxi's cheeks were burning hot, and she put her hand at the cuff of her belt.

She has never been so embarrassed in her life, especially in front of the person she likes.

"Second prince, or let..."

Chonghan must not leave today: "Take off quickly."

Double Happiness: "..."

She slowly revealed a small piece of snow-white shoulder, and under the shoulder was a large wound oozing blood.

Shuangxi took the quilt and covered most of her body, and then said in a voice as small as a mosquito and a fly: "Second prince, yes, yes."

Shuangxi did not dare to look down on Chonghan.

It's a good thing she didn't dare to look, otherwise she would also find that Chong Han's ears were red.

He doesn't know how to get along with the relationship between a man and a woman, and it's hard to know how to measure it, but like today, before he was, he would definitely not break into a girl's boudoir, let alone say...

Shuangxi almost buried his entire face in the pillow, Chong Han turned around, and when his eyes fell on the wound on Shuangxi's back, his embarrassment just now disappeared, and he focused all his attention on the wound. Power is concentrated in one place.

He was sitting by the bed, his brows could kill a fly, and he whispered, "How could it be so serious..."

He was more careful with his hands, for fear of hurting her.

Even though he was very careful, every time he moved, he was just worried about her feelings: "Does it hurt?"

Shuangxi didn't dare to raise her face and shook her head.

painful.

Chong Han sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the wound bit by bit, and then carefully wiped off the blood with a cotton cloth.

When he was practicing martial arts, he was often injured. Even the last time he was hit ten times, it was so insignificant compared to his current mood.

Shuangxi didn't dare to let herself cry out loud.

If she guessed correctly, the Royal Forest Army should have surrounded the dungeon by now.

When Concubine Hui was arrested, she had to plead guilty, and the result of pleading guilty was death.

Is this the last gift God gave her before she died?

If so, she is very grateful.

She had never dared to expect that she could spend such a long time with him at such a close distance, and even exposed her body.

After changing the medicine, Chonghan felt that he was weaker than Shuangxi. He was very nervous, afraid of hurting her.

After binding up, he covered Shuangxi with the quilt again: "I'll ask Fuzhen to bring you food later, so you can rest well."

He's been around long enough, he has to go.

It was the first time for Shuangxi to be rude in front of Chonghan, she didn't dare to raise her head, let alone let Chonghan see her red eyes.

When Chonghan walked to the door, his eyes were reluctant to part, and more concerned: "I will come to see you tomorrow."

After Chonghan left, she cried when she heard the door close.

They have no tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)