Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss - Chapter 1942

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Moshanghua raised his hand and touched the wound on the cheek below. He looked at the scarlet color stained on his fingertips. The face was not touched too much. “Ping Ji’s nails are well maintained, and often dyed with Dan. The wound is naturally not well healed.”

“But you don’t have to worry, I am a doctor, how can I hurt myself?” She said, she bypassed the city of Beibei and went to the small table at the bedside to take out a wooden coffin from it. Take out two small porcelain boxes and sit in front of the vanity mirror.

One of the porcelain boxes is her own “disinfection cotton” made of cotton wool, purified spirits, etc. The box also contains a wooden scorpion, and she took a pair of sterilized cotton. Come out, against the blurry bronze mirror, quietly wipe the wound.

This bronze mirror is not as clear as the current mercury mirror, and can only barely see a blurred figure. Therefore, she wiped it up a little bit hard, and accidentally painted the wrong place several times.

Yubei City saw the situation, took the initiative to take the scorpion in her hand, was trying to help her wipe the wound, the nose of the rich wine taste let him move a meal, can not help but put his deep strange “cotton” to the tip of the nose gently sniff The smell, the original rich wine suddenly became more and more pungent.

Although he was surprised by this thing, but in the smell of this pungent drink, his brow suddenly felt a sigh, and his movements came down. “You use spirits to soak? If you use this, is it extremely painful?” ”

But he was only able to see her without a word, as if the meat was not her own.

“So a shallow wound, can hurt where to go.” Moss flowers do not agree to gently shake his head, see him so ink, raise his hand will take back the scorpion, wipe yourself.

In the north of the city, the big hand shunned and hid, and easily escaped her hand. “No, you are so worried about yourself, or the king is here to help you.”

After a pause, what he seemed to think of was fixed on the exquisite cheeks of the flowers. “If it hurts, even if he shouts out, no one will laugh at you.”

shout out?

The flowers on the street were slightly stunned. She had long been accustomed to the days when she was so painful, and when she was shouted out because of this little injury? Once upon a time, others would only let her endure something. No one ever said this to herself.

Thinking about this, her deep and calm squat can not help but gently roll up, the eyelids can not help but stick to the North City who is helping him clean up the wound, the heart seems to be followed with a very focused beating.

“Does it hurt?”

She walked away, and went to the north of the city to put down the scorpion in her hand and whispered inquiries. She only returned to God and hung her eyes. She wanted to shake her head and said that it was not painful, but when she thought about it, she gently nodded her head. “There is some pain.”

“That’s right, the pain is about to say it.” Yubei City nodded very satisfied, took another porcelain box, opened the paste inside and said: “Is this a smear?” ”

The flower has not yet recovered from the instigation of the genius, so it is only a little bit of the jaw, hanging his eyes, I do not know what is thinking.

Yubei City used a fingertip to lightly smear the ointment, gently smearing it over the cheeks, just like a craftsman who was carefully sculpted. I was afraid that the pain of the Iraqis would be exacerbated by a little more effort.

A man who is usually injured in his own hands is only casually bandaged. He has no serious men in his hands. Now, she is so careful and solemn to her, how can she not let her go crazy?