Looking at her staring at his vigilance, Leng junao felt lovely, angry and funny. His cold eyes, which were like ice cones, softened a little.
Zhao Wanxi can clearly see the changes in the man's eyes, apricot cheek micro drum, how to look at him as if he is not well intentioned!
She stares at him, black eyelash blinks suddenly: light day, what do you want to do?
Leng Jun's eagle eyes half narrowed and glanced at her injured shoulder blades. It's hard to be patient and repeat: "take off your clothes. I'll help you with the medicine."
Zhao Wanxi takes three steps back and raises her hand to stop. She doesn't need it!
Even if it's plaster, she can do it herself. She doesn't need his help.
The man was silent for a few seconds. He brushed his sleeve. He didn't know when he had a bottle of trauma medicine in his palm. He slowly handed it to Zhao Wanxi: "wipe it yourself. If you need my help, I'll be outside the door."
Leaving this sentence, the man's natural and unrestrained clothes disappeared in the tent.
The sudden change of attitude surprised Zhao Wanxi. However, she did not dare to risk taking off her clothes when she thought that the man was outside the camp. She had to make do with it.
However, her injured part was in the back shoulder blade, and her sight and movement were not easy to operate, so Zhao Wanxi had to daub it casually with her good flexibility.
The wound medicine smells good. Zhao Wanxi can't help putting it on the tip of her nose and sniffing it. There are two kinds of medicines that she is familiar with, and two kinds of herbs that she doesn't even know.
The man who made this trauma medicine is a master!
As a doctor, Zhao Wanxi is subconsciously interested in this person. If she has a chance, she plans to ask Leng junao.
"Don't you really need my help?"
The man's low voice came again from outside the camp, showing a bit of reluctance, and also revealing his worries.
It's said that the king doesn't like it!
If an emperor shows soft threats in front of people, it becomes his fatal threat.
Zhao Wanxi's small head suddenly poked out of the tent and saw the man with his back to the tent. She behaved well and didn't mean to peep.
In this case, he can barely be regarded as a gentleman!
Zhao Wanxi lips slightly hook Yang, the mood inexplicable, a bit more pleasant.
Leng junao looks back slowly and tentatively when he is aware of the movement behind him. Zhao Wanxi rarely gives him a smile in a good mood. Although the charming color conceals his face, it still smiles like a flower in front of the man's eyes.
Leng Jun's eyes were fixed on the woman's injured shoulder blade after a few seconds of stupefaction. At a glance, she could see that she didn't apply the medicine seriously at all. This is self deception.
Man's eagle eyes are as dark as deep, more and more dark, but Zhao Wanxi has already slipped away from him, she is still boiling chicken soup in the pot!
Looking at the woman back outside the kitchen camp to continue cooking chicken soup, Leng junao secretly made up her mind. It's time to reveal her true face!
Although he didn't know what had happened to her and why she didn't know herself, with his intuition, he decided that she was Xi'er!
The water of Qinghua pool is in the camp. Tonight is the time for the answer.
Zhao Wanxi did not know all this.
Similarly, Leng junao did not expect that the pot of clear flower water he sent someone to steal had just been used by Zhao Wanxi to wash chicken and ginseng. It is doomed to be an Oolong tonight!