Zhao Wanxi had something else to say to him. She was eager to chase him out, but she was drunk by the cold body behind her --
"where are you going?"
In the face of men's high cold temperament, Zhao Wanxi only feels pressure. She says, "I still have to talk to Chao San..."
Leng junao lazily hooked her fingers: "you Come here
Obviously, he didn't let her continue to chase out. Zhao Wanxi is also a practical person. She made a mistake first, and the man's anger didn't disappear. She didn't dare to make mistakes.
With that pair of innocent water eyes, looking at the man, lotus step, carefully close.
"Sit down."
Leng junao patted the other side of the soft couch, the tone was still cold, the eagle eyes were like ice cones, cold and frozen.
Zhao Wanxi pursed her lower lip and sat down on the man's side carefully. Before she could figure out what the man wanted to do, she felt that her legs fell on the man uncontrollably.
Leng Jun's expressionless face kneaded her legs, and her voice was still cold: "tired?"
Zhao Wanxi nodded her head again and again. Her big watery eyes were moving: "Hmm!"
The man raises his head and looks at her eyes like frost. He answers coldly: "tomorrow will be more tired!"
This look, the implication is: you deserve it! You asked for it!
Originally thought that the man had pity on himself, now it seems not only no pity, but also ridicule!
How unsympathetic! I don't know how to pity jade at all!
Zhao Wanxi's mouth was curled and her cheeks were bulging. She wanted to take her legs back, but she was imprisoned by a man.
Leng junao buries her head, takes off her shoes and socks, lifts up her trousers, and cools her heart.
Zhao Wanxi Dingqing saw that the man had a golden vial on hand. Transparent liquid penetrated into his skin through the friction of his palm. The tight muscles relaxed a little, cool and soft. The fatigue of his legs was relieved instantly.
Her water Mou rubs bright, stare at that gold small bottle: "this again is from flower thin shadow there get?"
The man answered with a dull voice and a cold attitude.
Zhao Wanxi is smiling, she can't see the man in front of her, although the surface is cold, in fact, the heart still loves her and dotes on her.
Tang Tang seven princes, condescend to give her this small medical female rub leg to spread medicine, see one eye then know.
However, Zhao Wanxi really has to admit that Hua Shuying's accomplishments in medicine and medicine are not something that she and other mortals can compare. From removing scar medicine to relaxing tendons and relieving fatigue water, they all win her heart.
Yeah!
When the seventh Prince's anger is gone, she will have to coax her to get the formula of the potion!
Her spirit eyes are beating Xiaojiu, but the man is attentive and serious. After wiping the medicine, he doesn't forget to massage and knead it for a while. Comfortable Zhao Wanxi lies down on the soft couch.
Feel a loose leg, the man's hand left, cold throw a: "where is your chest?"
With this reminder, Zhao Wanxi suddenly felt that her chest was numb and unconscious. She suddenly sat up in front of the man and raised her eyebrows: "the seventh prince, why don't you help me rub some more medicine..."
Seduce!
Yes, she is deliberately seducing him, hoping that he can forgive himself earlier, so that her next day will not be so miserable!
I saw the man was still expressionless, but his ears were full of suspicious red tide, coldly put the little gold bottle in her hand, and dropped a sentence: "do it yourself!"