Chapter 202

Ying Weiran's temptation is too big. Bai Qingfeng almost has that kind of bad idea.

But the thought that it was all his own making made him want to move.

The most urgent thing for me now is to find a way to detoxify Ying Weiran instead of thinking about those messy things.

Ying Weiran seems to know that it's not right. He struggles to get rid of Bai Qingfeng.

But now she is almost powerless, no matter how hard she tries to struggle, it is useless.

"Cough..."

Bai Qingfeng coughed gently, and said in a positive way: "you don't want to move, I will find a way to help you detoxify."

Hearing Bai Qingfeng's words, Ying Weiran suddenly trembles and doesn't struggle any more. His rigid body gradually relaxes and leans on Bai Qingfeng's arms almost without resistance.

Damn it!

Originally, it was not easy to let oneself not think about those messy things, but Ying Weiran's reliance made Bai Qingfeng's imagination.

He suddenly bited the tip of his tongue and forced down the evil fire in his lower abdomen to keep his head clear.

"Hoo..."

the mood finally calms down again. Bai Qingfeng says to Ying Weiran, "let me help you deal with the wound first."

"Well..."

Ying Weiran answered softly, and his voice sounded delicate.

Ying Weiran, who has always been cold and heartless, is now making such a sound, which is obviously very hurt.

There was no time to think so much. Bai Qingfeng immediately took out a herbal medicine from his abstinence.

Fortunately, he used to bring some useful things in Najie at ordinary times. Today, it just came in handy.

This is a kind of herbal medicine specially used to clean the wound. Apply the juice in the herbal medicine on the wound, and the wound will recover automatically.

But at this time, Bai Qingfeng is faced with another problem, that is, how to apply the juice from the herbal medicine to the wound on Ying Weiran's back.

Hands are too dirty. This one can't do it.

All that's left is... Mouth.

Damn it!

Hiss...

Bai Qingfeng took a deep breath and asked Ying Weiran, "do you want to live?"

Ying Weiran's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed a blank color, obviously wondering why Bai Qingfeng asked this kind of question.

But after a while, she said, "yes."

"I see."

Bai Qingfeng nodded, then held part of the herbal medicine firmly in his mouth, chewed it carefully, trying to avoid the loss of herbal medicine.

After that, his face was a little stiff and he looked at the wound on Ying Weiran's back.

The three ferocious wounds on the jade skin like Congzhi are so frightening!

At this time, Bai Qingfeng didn't care so much, so he put the herbs in his mouth on the wound.

In this short breath, there were countless psychological games in Bai Qingfeng's heart.

He was not a bit rough, not a bit anxious, every time is gently applied with his mouth.

But every time he applied it, Ying Weiran's body would tremble slightly.

After a while, Ying Weiran's wound was evenly covered with herbs.

Bai Qingfeng felt that he was finally understood. Although it was only a few seconds, he felt that he was suffering, both psychologically and physically.

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