Shangguan Ye rubbed his head against his shoulder, his chin rubbed against his neck, and said a little dull, "It hurts a little."
Murong Qiufeng became even more nervous, and didn't know how to put his hands and feet. "It turns out that the wound is cracked? Sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll call Xiaoyou over."
"No, it's not that the wound hurts." Shangguan Ye's hand was along his waist and put his hands on his back, looking weak.
Murong Qiufeng became even more nervous, "It's not a wound? Where is that? Do you have internal injuries?" As he said that, he hurried to go for examination.
The two of them moved their hands, Shangguan Ye pulled his hand, then shook his hand back and looked at somewhere on his body, "It's the pain here, he's saying, he's very hungry~"
Murong Qiufeng's body suddenly stiffened, and then his whole body was as red as a volcano eruption. What he touched was a scorching hard object. Through the clothes, he could clearly feel the burning sensation of his hands. Murong Qiufeng
My ignorant expression was a little distorted.
"Shangguan Ye, you still have shamelessness."
The few people outside were wondering where the prince was hurt. Youxiang frowned and wondered if he had missed some wounds? Hearing Murong Qiufeng's words so full of energy, and then thinking about Shangguan Ye's previous words, he immediately understood and immediately
He was covered in a dark face and secretly complained in his heart, Master, can you be more shameless and obscene and hooligan?
"Haha, it's useless to be shameless now. I can't blame me. Who made you tempt me so much? I am a normal man, how could I not react?" Shangguan Ye rubbed his fingers twice maliciously.
Murong Qiufeng quickly pulled his hand back with a dark face, hoping to kick him away.
However, this time the action was indeed a bit big. Shangguan Ye took a breath and his face wrinkled. This time he was not pretending, and he really pulled the wound.
But Murong Qiufeng no longer believed him, and he kept apart from the two of them vigilantly, looking at him with a look of "Don't lie to me, I won't believe it."
Shangguan Ye was sweating slightly on his forehead, covering his chest, lowering his head, and breathing heavily.
Murong Qiufeng's face became more and more wandering, but he seemed to be afraid of the kitten, and looked at him with a tilted head, "Don't sit down, lie back."
Shangguan Ye slowly raised his head, with a little helplessness and powerlessness on his pale face, "Little guy, how could you be so cruel?"
"Quick...you." Murong Qiufeng frowned, wanting him to lie down quickly, but suddenly his eyes widened, and his eyes looked at the white gauze on his chest showing a little redness, and his pupils suddenly shrank, "You
, You are not lying down yet."
With a roar, he leaned over, held his shoulders, and pushed him down, looking at the blood-stained gauze, his heart was getting messy again, "Don't move, I'll go find it."
Xiaoyou."
"Don't leave, I'm fine, it's just a little hurt." Shangguan Ye hurriedly grabbed him who was about to get out of bed.
Murong Qiufeng turned his head and stared at him fiercely, "I still said it's okay, but I always said I'm restless. As for you, if you don't lie down obediently, don't touch me for the rest of your life."
"Oh..." Shangguan Ye touched his nose. Murong Qiufeng was really brave and imposing when he became fierce. His threat was even more shocking, but he couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Okay, I don't move around, but it's really uncomfortable. You should know this. Now I'm injured and can't take any effort to resist. You have studied medicine and should know this kind of thing. You often hold it in this way.
It is very harmful to the body. What should I do if I don’t raise it in the future?” Shangguan Ye took his hand and asked him to return to his original position, saying shamelessly.
Murong Qiufeng's face turned red and white by his bold and exposed words, but hesitated, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and his eyes couldn't help but think about it.
When Shangguan Ye saw it, his eyes lit up immediately. There was a chance, so he hurriedly continued to work hard.
"Or, it's okay if you don't do it, you can help me? Use this." As he said, scratching the back of his hand.
Murong Qiufeng hurriedly withdrew his hand, feeling that the back of his hand seemed to be connected to his heart, and his heart was itchy when he was scratched. He listened to his words, his face was red and bloody, and he said awkwardly and nervously, "Then how can you... no,
I won't……"
Shangguan Ye raised his eyebrows evilly and deliberately glanced at his lower body, "No? Haven't you even traitorized yourself?"
Murong Qiufeng almost exploded, and she roared in anger, "Do you think everyone looks like you."
"Oh, sure enough, haha, it's okay, I'll teach you, it's not difficult." Shangguan Ye was in a good mood and wanted to take his hand again.
Murong Qiufeng retreated as if he was electrocuted and looked at him vigilantly. This had become a reflexive action.
A few outside, covered their mouths with one hand and the other, their bodies trembled and they almost died of anger. Ouch, master, you are so shameless, we all blushed for you, poor young master
, We observe silently for you.
Even Shun pursed her lips, as if she was holding back her smile, although it was difficult to see anything from her expressionless face.
Shangguan Ye's hand was still in the air, looking at Murong Qiufeng's eyes with a little decay, then sighed disappointed, helplessly and powerlessly, "Okay, then I'll do it myself."
That tone was quite pitiful.
Murong Qiufeng felt guilty when he saw him, and was stunned again when he heard what he said. Then he frowned and slowly stretched his hand down.
Murong Qiufeng quickly turned his face away and refused to look, his face was red.
However, Shangguan Ye's breath was very unstable. He groaned a few times and gasped a few times from time to time, as if it was painful. He couldn't help but turn his head secretly, but his face became hotter.
Shangguan Ye was holding his hands tremblingly, but his face was distorted, as if it was very painful. The shoulders of the injured part were slightly bent, and this posture would obviously touch the wound.
Murong Qiufeng was both ashamed and annoyed, and was so happy that he said helplessly, "Okay, don't move anymore." As he said that, he didn't care about shame, stepped forward and pulled his hand away, and took his hand away.
I lifted my shoulders and made my posture, but I didn't dare to ignore the things that were trembling in the air but were particularly energetic.
Shangguan Ye's eyes became more and more depressed, and his eyes were filled with sorrow.
Murong Qiufeng felt that his heart was about to jump out, but he was helpless to him. He could only compromise and said in anger, "Okay, I'll help, can't I help?" He could even help him block the knife, it doesn't make sense.
He can't help with this, but even though he said that, but...
Thinking of it, he seemed to be going to the guillotine, he pulled the quilt opened next to him and covered him tightly.
Shangguan Ye honestly let him mercy, his eyes staring at him with bright eyes, as if urging silently, 'Hurry up' Murong Qiufeng took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and put his hands into the cotton tremblingly
In the quilt, I took a breath and looked towards that place.
My fingers touched his skin but couldn't help but take it back, and repeated it several times.