Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning feels very complicated about the masked man. On the one hand, she is very grateful that he saved her, on the other hand, she hates that he robbed her innocence. She wanted to sink this person's existence in the depths of her memory, but he appeared in front of her from time to time, which made her unforgettable.

She was seriously distracted, so she didn't know that Leng Youchen had gone and returned. He had a tray in his hand, which contained sterilized scissors, tweezers, disinfectant, gauze, wound medicine and other medical supplies.

He picked up the scissors and snapped his skirt to expose the wound.

When Wei Anning heard the voice, he was about to move. Leng Youchen's low voice came from his ear, "don't move, I'll treat your wound."

The cold scissors stuck to her skin and cut the Bohemian skirt in two. She lay on her stomach and didn't dare to move. There was a crisp sound in his ear. It was the sound of Leng Youchen putting the scissors back on the tray.

Soft fingers slid across her uninjured back. She couldn't stop shivering, "what are you doing?"

"Release the hidden BUCKLE!" The man's voice was hoarse. The snow skin and beautiful back in front of him stimulated his Adam's apple to slide up and down sexily. His fingers fell on the buckle and untied it skillfully.

Wei Anning felt the shackles on her chest loose. She quickly pressed her body close to the sheets to avoid the leakage of spring. She was very angry. "What are you doing to deal with the wound?"

"The shoulder strap is pressing on the wound and needs to be cleaned up. The blood has solidified the shoulder strap on the wound. It hurts a little. You can bear it!" The sound of forbearance didn't fall yet. Wei Anning felt a sharp pain of torn skin on his shoulder.

"Ah! It hurts! " She was so painful that she wanted to roll in bed, but she could only move and breathe hard.

This bastard, he definitely did it on purpose. It hurts her!

Leng Youchen's innocent voice came, "does it hurt? I'm very light. "

Wei Anning gnashed his teeth. "Will you, will you let the doctor come? It hurts!"

She gasped and burst into tears, and her shoulder was numb.

Leng Youchen leaned over and blew on her wound, "good, Huhu won't hurt."

"You think I'm stupid?" Wei Anning was angry, but I don't know if it's psychological. I really feel more comfortable. The wound doesn't hurt so much.

Leng Youchen slowly picked up the tweezers, picked up a cotton ball and stained it with disinfectant to disinfect her wound. When the wound surface was exposed to disinfectant, Wei Anning knew what pain was. She cried out in pain and tried to shrink into the middle of the bed.

The cold sweat rolled down, and her face turned white. Finally, she opened her mouth and bit the pillow, but she couldn't stop the endless sound of pain.

Leng Youchen looked at her with a frozen eyebrow and saw that she no longer shouted, but issued a fine dull hum. He was worried and scratched his lungs for a while. "Be quiet, bear it again, the wound must be disinfected, otherwise it will be easy to infect and leave scars."

Wei Anning looked at him with wet eyes. He looked unspeakably pitiful and palpitating, "cold Youchen, it hurts. I want to die!"

"Say something stupid. It'll be right away. Good boy, bear it for another second." Leng Youchen stretched out his hand and gently stroked her sweaty forehead to her ears, which was extremely painful.

He soon disinfected the wound, applied a layer of wound medicine and ointment. It was suddenly cool and quiet, reducing the burning pain.

Leng Youchen pasted her gauze and looked down. The little woman on the bed had fainted with pain. Her clothes and the sheets under her were all wet with sweat.

He frowned slightly, carefully avoided her wound, picked her up, and then rang the bell to ask the maid to come up and change the sheets.