Su Mo Han slightly droops her eyes, eyes from her fingers turn to fall on her delicate face.

It seems that she is not as stupid as she imagined. She has already begun to suspect!

Su Mohan was dissatisfied. After calculating the time, she had already aroused her suspicion. However, she took this opportunity to dispel her doubts!

"So anxious to help me undress?" Su Mo Han doesn't stop him. Instead, he takes off the buttons for himself. He looks very happy.

His warm breath sprayed on her face, which made Ye Fei's cheek even redder. At such a close distance, she felt uncomfortable when she was being watched by his sharp and hot eyes. She could only pretend that she could not see, and focused on releasing her buttons.

Ye Fei didn't care to pay attention to his teasing. She was in a hurry. But the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't get rid of it. After a while, her forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

Su Mo Han looked at her red face, and her throat was dry.

Leaf imperial concubine two hands will dress Lapel to two sides, some anxious eyes fell on his chest.

No

Nothing!

White chest nothing, no mark left by gunshot wound, no scar!

How could it not be

Ye Fei's eyes are moist and her mood is complicated.

His white finger fell gently to his chest, but before he could fall, he was suddenly held by a powerful big hand.

Ye Fei looked up at him subconsciously. As a result, her lips rubbed his lips, making her whole person frozen. One did not sit firmly. She fell on the ground of the carriage, her eyes twinkled, and seemed to be in a mess.

Su Mo Han's one hand still grasps her, sees her some flustered, immediately initiative mouth way: "so flustered do what?"

Then she pulled her up from the ground. Ye Fei dropped her eyes and did not dare to look at his eyes again. Her heart leaped fast, as if out of control.

Until he pinched the pain, ye Fei came back to her mind, and on his frown, she took back her fingers in a little confusion and said in a soft voice, "I'll take off your clothes and let the doctor deal with the wound for you."

Su Mo Han did not stop her, ye Fei carefully helped him take off the shirt, the brain is still a blank.

Soon her eyes fell on his back again.

But on the smooth back, in addition to the ferocious blade left today, the other positions are smooth and flat without any scars at all.

Ye Fei's throat is a bit choked. She sits back to her original position and says to the doctor, "please."

Ye Fei sits on the opposite side and looks up at the man opposite from time to time. It seems that she is unwilling. But her eyes fall on the position of his shoulder. Even she is familiar with a mole.

She remembers clearly that there is a small mole on Su Mohan's shoulder, which is very small, but she is very impressed.

But in front of the man

But it was clear that there was nothing.

There is no match with the memory, which makes her eyes inexplicably sour.

Ye Fei droops her eyes, hands clasped on her knees, listless as if she had let out her breath.

Su Mo Han's eyebrows wring up, for a while some don't understand Ye Fei's mind.

Does she hope this song Yichen that he disguises is oneself?

But She didn't want to see him

Didn't she hate him, didn't she hate him?