Chapter 991

As soon as he let go of it, her hand was restless again.

Han Jue did not care about the pain to sit up, "Yan Zheng Ling -" a fierce roar.

Yan Zhengling was petrified by his momentum.

"I'm a cleanliness freak. I don't like people touching me. " Lord Zhan's tone softened.

Yan Zhengling felt the wound on his shoulder blade and felt it was just a skin injury. He felt relieved.

Then she made a basin of warm water and ordered him to take off his clothes. "Take off your clothes and I'll wipe your back."

Han Jue Wen silk did not move, Eagle pupil spread out a touch of helplessness. "Yan Zhengling, don't you have the idea that men and women are different?"

Yan Zhengling said: "when doctors rescue the dying and heal the wounded, they don't have the idea that men and women are different."

"But you are not a doctor." Han Jue hid his anger.

"I worked as a nurse in Huanya hospital. You have a skin injury. I can handle it." Yan Zhengling was right and strong.

Han Jue teased: "has the president of Huanya ever worked as a nurse? It's as ridiculous as living in a slum before you made a fortune! " Obviously, I don't believe her.

"In the past, after falling from a building and disfigurement, a face has the same charm. When people saw me, they were afraid, so I put on a mask and hid in Huanya to work as a nurse Yan Zhengling is light in clouds and gentle in wind.

Falling?

Warlord knew that she had done the whole face, but he didn't think it was because of such a miserable reason.

Thought she was just a simple love of beauty.

I don't know why, I feel heartache for her.

Yan Zhengling insisted on taking off his clothes. The more he stopped him, the closer she was to him.

The fragrance of a woman is coming, and there is no alternative in the eyes of the warlord eagle.

In order not to happen more embarrassing things, cold Baron can only reluctantly agree to her.

Yan Zhengling took off his T-shirt. Zhan hanjue's sexy, thin and perfect figure immediately appeared in front of her. There was no redundant flesh. The perfect lines could be called the masterpiece of God.

Yan Zhengling couldn't help swallowing.

The eyes began to glow with red stars.

Smoke curled from the top of his head. "Don't look." Yu Shu's command way.

Yan Zheng Ling muttered: "the figure is so good, don't show people, isn't it outrageous?"

The warlord glared at her fiercely. "You're not bad, do you want to go out for two laps? In this way, we will not be cruel to nature? "

Yan Zhengling was bitten by his poisonous tongue and just wanted to drill into the ground.

Hush up quickly, squeeze dry the washcloth, gently wipe the bloodstain on his back.

Her hand touched his back from time to time, and a tiny current came from his back.

He knew it was a casual touch, but he still frowned.

He didn't hate her touch at all. Damn it, there's something I like.

This makes him feel very upset!

After wiping his back, Yan Zhengling took the calli cream she carried with her from her bag. Because there was no cotton swab, she used her finger pulp instead of the cotton swab and gently applied the ointment to his wound.

The action is so gentle.

But export, the language is rude, domineering side leakage way: "which by a thousand knife stabbed you? I'm going to dig out the 18 generations of his ancestors and whip their corpses! "

"What's the matter with the eighteenth generation of his ancestors?" The corner of his lips rose slightly.

Yan Zheng Ling grinds his teeth and says, "who let them inherit the family and give birth to such a damned bastard?"

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