Yun Qing looks at his hand, covering the man's clavicle with a thin cloth, ready to pick up the beauty

For a moment, my heart beat faster.

Cloud tilted to oneself to do layer psychological construction, scallion white finger, not very skilled begin to untie man's shirt button.

As the black shirt is untied a little bit, large areas of delicate and transparent white skin are exposed to the air.

The breath of Yun Qing was stifled for a moment.

The faint cold fragrance that twines in the breath of the nose gradually becomes rich. It's lingering and ambiguous. It's all pervasive, and people can't breathe.

And the trace of blood mixed with it, with Yun Qing's mind, makes her have no intention to produce extra beautiful thoughts for the time being.

Her eyes focused on the man, looking for his wound.

Seems to be afraid to hurt him, fingertip action is extremely gentle.

It was not until the clothes were faded to the waist that a bloody wound appeared in Yun Qing's sight.

The bright red blood color flows down along the thin skin, shocking, and showing an indescribable, cruel and attractive taste.

Yun Qing stares at the wound.

Although not hurt in the key, but shed so much blood

Her long eyelashes trembled and her face was very white. She looked up at him and said, "does it hurt?"

The man, with his chest and half of his arm, slightly tilted his head and looked at her with a smile. It was messy, but it gave people a feeling of holiness and indecency. "It didn't hurt."

Yun Qing's eyes are a little red.

She remembered that she had hurt her knee so much that she had to hold him when she walked. How could he not hurt such a big knife wound?

What's more, he shed so much blood, and the black shirt was soaked with blood, she didn't smell it.

It's not normal.

But this is not the time to care.

Yun Qing took a deep breath, calmed his mood, knelt down in front of him and quickly opened the medicine bag.

She did a series of procedures such as disinfection, suturing, and medication very quickly. She was relieved to make sure that the man just lost too much blood and that the wound would not leave other sequelae. She gently wrapped up the snow-white bandage.

At the same time when she tied the knot, Beiming yexuan suddenly raised his hand to embrace her, another hand pinched her chin and raised her face.

Yun Qing was forced to raise his head and spread his long hair under him, revealing his long white neck.

Like a swan, beautiful and clean.

She looked at him in a daze, as if she didn't understand what the man was going to do.

Beiming night Xuan laughed, lowered his head, nose to her nose, voice hoarse, "Qing Bao, don't put strange things... Into my body."

Cloud tilt

Did she put anything strange into his body?

Yun Qing lowered his head subconsciously, and his eyes wandered on his exposed skin. He had nothing but a large white and attractive skin.

She did not give up, afraid that she really missed something, but also raised her hand to touch it.

Until the man's entire upper body has been fumbled again, to make sure there is no other wound, also did not find anything strange, she raised her head again, staring at him.

Beiming night Xuan touched her hair, did not speak, just hook the thin lips of demon red, looked at her gently, eyes clean to dark.

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