Chapter 200

The Lord Yan glanced at him and took Feng Jiu to the table and sat down. He said, "take the medicine."

Seeing this, shadow one had to take the two women out, and at the same time took the wound medicine and put it on the table. He watched his master sitting on his lap with the boy in his arms. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to say it.

Feng Jiu is stiff and uncomfortable sitting on the thigh of Yan Zhu as if sitting on a needle board. However, someone seems to be unaware of something wrong. He still goes his own way and doesn't feel anything wrong.

"Lord Yan, that's not a big injury. I don't need you to help me with the medicine. I'd better go back first." She said while thinking of standing up, but this butt just left his thigh, was pressed down.

"Sit down!"

I don't dare to sit back. I can't move her legs.

When the shadow saw this, she could only sigh and go outside and guard outside the door. Needless to say, the master seems to have been deeply mired in the mud and can not be pulled back.

"Shadow one? What do I think the two women went back crying? What's going on? Didn't the master let them go to bed? " The gray wolf came in and saw the shadow guarding the door of the room, but he stepped forward with some curiosity.

"Why did you come?" Shadow a block in the door, a glimpse of the inside, forward to stop people, do not want him to see the master is holding the young man in the medicine!

"What's the matter? What did you stop me from doing

Gray wolf did not know, so, seeing that the door was not closed, he put his head to look inside, but saw a shadow in front of his eyes, not from an angry, stretched out his hand to pull open the man: "what's the matter?"

However, when he saw the scene in the room, he almost fell down and sat down.

"Am I right? The master holds the boy and that boy? " He grabbed Yingyi's clothes with one hand and widened his eyes in shock.

As soon as the shadow pulled him to a little place outside, in case his words were heard by the master inside, he said, "if you saw it, you pretended not to see it. Where to go back and forth, the master has no time to see you now."

"No, they..."

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything." Shadow a pursed lip to say, black face returns to the door guard.

In the room, Feng Jiu looks at the ugly bandaging technique at his forearm. He can't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth and turns his head slightly. Looking at the masked Yan Zhu at such a close distance, the more he sees it, the more he thinks he has seen it.

"Lord Yan, have we met before?"

Hearing this, Lord Yan remembered that his mask had not been worn after the bath, and a faint light flashed through his eyes. He looked up at her, and the hand around her waist did not intend to take it back. Instead, he turned his attention and asked, "how long are you going to wipe this thing on your face?"

"Ah?"

Feng nine Leng for a moment, think of the face on the face of this black and green ointment, grinning: "in a few days should be about the same."

In a few days, her beautiful face will be restored, think about excited.

Looking at her eyes bending smile, belongs to her body that light smell of medicine into the nose, warm fragrance nephrite in the arms, his eyes gradually dark up, throat rolling up and down, only feel a fire in the body.

I don't feel for anyone, but I have an incomprehensible impulse to her.

What's the feeling of palpitation? Maybe, he already knows

Seeing that he was really holding her, she didn't want to let go. Feng jiumou turned her eyes and lifted a smile of evil charm on her lips. She asked jokingly, "Lord Yan, what's it like to hold me?"

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