Ye Mobing raised her eyebrows, thinking that Lianqiao had misunderstood.

"Wearing close-fitting underwear, you only need to take off the outside."

Forsythia still shook her head and said nothing.

Ye Mobing had no choice but to do it himself.

This girl is occasionally stubborn and disobedient.

He didn't believe that this girl would not wear underwear.

As long as he doesn't completely disappear, he is an upright gentleman, and he promises not to look at her more than once.

He was just worried about her injury.

So he directly took Lianqiao's hand, and took off her autumn clothes very forcefully.

There is actually a layer of autumn clothes inside, and this girl is wearing quite thick...

But I didn't want to, the next second, Ye Mobing's face turned dark.

Forsythia's tense wound seemed to be in more pain, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

"Ice God, that... I, I..."

She really didn't know how to explain it.

Could it be that he couldn't bear to lose it, so he put on the autumn clothes full of Ice God stickers?

Ice God must be furious...

"Ah!"

Ye Mobing suddenly chuckled, and asked her, "Is there anything else in it?"

Forsythia replied truthfully: "Yes..."

That's real underwear...

Ye Mobing was strong again, and carefully took off the autumn clothes covered with his photo stickers, and hung them on the wooden rack to bake.

Forsythia took a look, and her cheeks turned red.

Bingshen looked at the two blood holes on her back with a solemn expression.

Lian Qiao is wearing a black suspender underwear with very thin straps, one end is tied around the back and the other end is tied around the neck, at a glance, you can see her entire back.

Her skin is not smooth, and there are scars everywhere.

There were whip wounds, knife wounds, and quite a few gunshot wounds.

Ye Mobing squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to gently caress the wounds that had grown up, feeling uncontrollable distress in his heart.

These are the traces left by her brave achievements.

How beautiful, how spectacular...

Lian Qiao trembled violently, leaned forward, and left the ice god's hand.

She said: "It's ugly, did it scare you?"

She has removed many scars, but for some large wounds, the scars are difficult to remove.

If she had known that Ice God would see her naked back, she should have removed it several times so that she wouldn't scare Ice God.

"No, it's beautiful."

After Ye Mobing finished speaking, he checked her bloody wound.

Lian Qiao's heart moved when she heard the words, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile, and her whole body became inexplicably warm.

Ye Mo Bing's eyes were fixed on the two blood holes where the blood had solidified, and the bullets were still inside.

It would be very painful to take out the bullet.

He raised his eyes to look at the back of Lianqiao's head, thinking whether to knock her unconscious before taking the bullet.

Otherwise, this kind of pain would be difficult for ordinary people to bear.

Forsythia seemed to have understood it, and said: "Ice God, you can just pick it out with your fingers, I am not afraid of pain."

Ye Mobing: "..."

He had never seen such a fierce girl!

"Ice God, if you don't want to do it, I can do it myself."

"..." Ye Mobing couldn't help asking: "The wound is on the back, how do you pick it?"

Lianqiao immediately stretched her hand around her back, and her fingers went straight for the wound, so frightened that Ye Mobing grabbed her hand and dropped it.

"I'm coming, don't move!"

Lianqiao just sat cross-legged obediently, not moving at all.

Ye Mobing looked at the wound, took a deep breath, pulled out the bayonet that Forsythia carried with her, lightly roasted it on the fire, then let it dry, and then gently picked away the coagulated blood.

In an instant, blood gushed out again.