Chapter 601

However, the pause was only a moment. He gently dragged Su Yunchu's hand, but the other hand took out the best golden sore medicine in the medicine box. Then he used the tools Su Yunchu used to heal his wounds. He clamped a piece of cotton with a clip, wiped off the blood around the wound, and cleaned it up before he took the golden sore medicine powder, Carefully sprinkled on the wound of Su Yunchu's forearm.

Su Yunchu couldn't help trembling as soon as the golden sore medicine was sprinkled. The wound was like this. The medicine just sprinkled would bring instant pain to the wound due to sudden stimulation. Su Yunchu knew that, however, like a subconscious, she would not become a strong Princess Jing in front of Murong yuan. She was just the man's wife.

Therefore, the pain at this moment, she couldn't help but say, "pain..."

Murong Yuan made a faint sound, lowered his head and gently blew the wound on Su Yunchu's arm. His action was gentle and cherished.

Su Yunchu suddenly choked, "Huaiqing..."

Murong yuan saw that she seemed to have no pain. Then he took the bandage and wrapped Su Yunchu's arm. He cleaned up the wound. His movements were always skillful. It seemed that he had done many such things, that is, the utensils in Su Yunchu's medicine box and the more modern utensils transformed by Su Yunchu, which he was familiar with.

Su Yunchu didn't know why murongyuan was so familiar. I didn't know if he was slowly turning what she was familiar with into what he was familiar with.

After everything was sorted out, he looked at Su Yunchu's arms that were not covered by clothes. In the winter, because of the cold in the air, Su Yunchu's arms were very cold. The original white and tender arms were also frozen red because they were exposed, raising a layer of goose bumps. Without saying a word, Murong yuan took off his robe and approved them behind Su Yunchu, Cover the exposed arms.

Su Yunchu couldn't help but say, "Huaiqing..."

Murong yuan's silence made her feel a little uneasy. This is the case with this person. When she was extremely angry, there would be no strong expression, but extreme peace

He thought Murong yuan was angry with himself

He was angry that he had promised him.

But Murong yuan gently touched the palm of her injured arm, still so familiar, "ah Chu, is it still painful?"

His gentle voice and tolerant tone made Su Yunchu's nose sour. What he wanted to say didn't hurt. At the last exit, he somehow turned into a light hum with a nasal sound.

Murong yuan sighed helplessly and hugged her in his arms. "Ah Chu, don't do this in the future, okay?"

Murong yuan's tone had taken on a layer of meaning of prayer. He was reluctant to say anything about her, and he was reluctant to say anything important to her. Finally, all his emotions turned into a voice of prayer, which made Su Yunchu feel even more sad.

However, her heart turned sour. An unspeakable anger rose in her heart and broke away from Murong yuan's arms. Regardless of the injured wound, he asked him, "Murong yuan, who allows you to talk to me like this!"

How can you say so humble?

She had a stubborn pride on her face and stared at Murong yuan.

But Murong yuan only looked at her, pulled the man into his arms again, and printed a cool kiss on her forehead, "because ah Chu is my wife."

Because you are my wife, I want to give you the greatest freedom, but I don't want you to be hurt.