"No problem" Feng Qingzhuang nodded and said firmly. Her long black hair was wet with sweat, and a few hair strands were messy and stuck to her paper-white face.
"Then I'll start"
Wu Jingyu moved to the other end of the bed, and the golden ball of light between her palms enveloped her delicate white feet.
"snort"
A wave of desire that made people faint, and a sharp and piercing pain came from her feet. Feng Qingzhuang twitched and couldn't help but groan in pain. There were large beads of cold sweat on her forehead. She held the brocade tightly with both hands.
Being quilted, my lips oozed bright red from clenching them tightly.
Until an itchy and painful numbness came, Feng Qingzhuang lay exhausted on the bed, without even the strength to speak.
In the silent room, apart from Feng Qingzhuang's occasional groan of pain, there was also a faint smell of blood and a strong smell of sweat.
"Zhuang'er, please be patient a little longer, and all the remaining tendons will be reconnected."
Two hours later, Wu Jingyu, who had exhausted his spiritual energy, was now pale and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.
"Thank you for your hard work," Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyelids and said weakly.
"In order for Zhuang'er to be able to move freely, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it," Wu Jingyu said softly with a bright smile on his lips.
While speaking, Wu Jingyu condensed all the remaining spiritual power in his body into his palms, and released the golden light to repair the last vein in Feng Qingzhuang's feet.
"Okay" Wu Jingyu wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you"
Seeing the tired look on Wu Jingyu's face, even the coldest heart would soften. Feng Qingzhuang thanked her sincerely.
After suffering a lot of pain, Feng Qingzhuang was still lying on the bed. She impatiently tried to move her hands and feet. Her limbs were not as numb as before, and they would feel pain if they were pulled even slightly. The joy in her heart could not be concealed.
, the pale face revealed a bright light, like a steaming cloud, the light was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes away.
"There is no need to say thank you between you and me. Everything I have done for you is all done with my own heart." Wu Jingyu fixed Feng Qingzhuang's affectionate gaze on her, with a seriousness in his eyes that he had never seen before.
"No matter what, I am really grateful to you. If it weren't for you, I might have been a complete cripple in my life as Bai Jinxiu said. For your kindness, I owe you a huge favor."
"No matter what conditions you put forward from now on, as long as you ask, I will oblige you," Feng Qingzhuang promised.
"Really, as long as I put forward any conditions, you can agree to me?" Wu Jingyu's handsome eyes, as beautiful as black jade, suddenly shined brightly, and he asked happily
"Of course, except for letting me marry you, all other conditions are fine," Feng Qingzhuang said with a raised eyebrow.
Wu Jingyu's feelings for her can be seen by anyone with eyesight. Besides, she is not blind. How could she not know that she was smart enough to bring it up first to stop his thoughts?
These words are like a basin of cold water pouring down my head in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, chilling my heart.
Wu Jingyu, who was in high spirits just a moment ago, suddenly changed his expression and turned pale.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and a crazy idea flashed through his mind. Wu Jingyu instantly became energetic again, his evil handsome eyes blinked slightly, his thin lips were slightly curved with indescribable charm, and a weird smile overflowed.
, seeing Feng Qingzhuang feeling uneasy, she secretly thought, what other evil idea is this guy thinking of plotting against her?
Sure enough, people's sixth sense is always very accurate
I saw Wu Jingyu's eyebrows raised lightly, with boundless evil, and he opened his lips and said: "Since you, Zhuang'er, have already mentioned that you cannot marry me as your wife, then I have to change a condition. I believe that you are a person of your word. As long as you
If I bring it up, you will definitely not break your promise."
"Okay, what are the conditions under which I will not break my promise? You hurry up and tell me, and get out of here after you say it." Feng Qingzhuang frowned slightly and said impatiently. Why do I feel that this guy is getting more and more verbose?
"My condition is this." At this point, Wu Jingyu paused, glanced at Feng Qingzhuang, and then continued: "I want to join Feng's family and be your husband-in-law."
"roll!"
Feng Qingzhuang became furious and gritted her teeth and uttered one word.
"Zhuang'er, you said you wouldn't break your promise. Besides, we are already close to each other. It is only a matter of time before we get married. But now it is you who welcomes me in." Wu Jingyu's evil eyes were stained with a smile, and he deliberately
It's ambiguous
Feng Qingzhuang was lying on the bed, looking straight at the roof, speechless.
There is no way to communicate with such a scoundrel. The best way is to wait for her to recover and beat her up before she becomes obedient.
"Wu Jingyu, do you think what I just said was fart?" Feng Qingzhuang glared at Wu Jingyu with her eyes like torches.
"Zhuang'er, you are a woman, how can you say such vulgar words as 'fart'?" Wu Jingyu curled his lips and continued without fear of death.
Feng Qingzhuang was at a loss for words. If not for the fact that her muscles and veins had just strengthened at this moment, she didn't dare to make any big moves. She really wanted to get up and teach this guy a lesson.
"Ache"
The cold autumn wind came in through the crack in the door, and Feng Qingzhuang, whose clothes were soaked, couldn't help but sneeze.
Seeing this, Wu Jingyu's ghostly figure floated out like a gust of wind. When he returned to the room, he held two buckets of hot water in his hands and poured the hot water into the tub behind the screen.
"Zhuang'er, I'll carry you over to take a bath." Wu Jingyu returned to the bed, bent down and was about to pick up Feng Qingzhuang.
Feng Qingzhuang glared at Ling Han, and a cold and indifferent voice sounded, and she started to chase people away.
"No need to trouble you. Now I can move my hands and feet. If you go out, I want to take a bath."
"The veins in your hands and feet have just been reconnected. Don't use too much force. I will carry you to the bathtub and get out, okay?" She asked Feng Qingzhuang for her opinion.
"Okay." Feng Qingzhuang nodded. Although she could move her hands and feet, the pain still made her break out in sweat as long as she exerted a little force.
The heat is lingering behind the screen
Wu Jingyu walked over with Feng Qingzhuang in his arms, and gently put her into the bathtub. Suddenly, the image of taking care of her in the past few days, helping her bathe her, and applying Baihua Jade Dew to her, appeared in his mind, her exquisite and graceful body, and her skin.
It is as white as snow, like a piece of fine mutton-fat white jade, and feels delicate and smooth, making it unforgettable.
Scenes appeared in his mind, and in an instant, Wu Jingyu's black eyes as deep as ink jade suddenly dimmed, lighting up two clusters of flames, staring at Feng Qingzhuang soaking in the water like a vicious wolf, wanting to pounce on him and eat him.
The temperature of the body suddenly increased, and a strong desire-fire flowed through the body and surged downwards.
"Zhuang'er..." The hoarse and low voice revealed endless charm, softly shouting