3085. Chapter 3085 [Eastern] Admitting his identity 15
Dongfang Aoshi didn't say anything, lying on his back, quietly looking at the gentle back.
The corners of my raised mouth never let go.
Wenrou went out for about five or six minutes.
When I came back, I took medicine, disinfected wine, and bandages in my hand.
Dongfang Aoshi still maintained his previous position, leaning lazily, covering only a thin piece of clothing around his waist, and his upper body was naked.
His thin lips were always raised, looking in a good mood.
Wenrou felt quite unhappy, but she didn't show it.
Walk over and put things down.
"Step around and lie down." Gentle glanced at Dongfang Aoshi with an expressionless face and said.
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her lightly, turned around, and posed for a slut.
The body stretched, and was waiting for being served.
When Wenrou saw his appearance, she became angry again.
The scissors in his hand almost failed and stabbed them hard!
Gritting my teeth and holding it back in time.
Gentle picked up all the wet cloth.
The wound was exposed and it was swollen by water.
The wound that finally scabbed is leaking out blood.
It's obvious that it's a sign of inflammation.
Gentle frowned, quickly disinfect and clean, apply medicine again, and bandage it.
I thought to myself that I would have to let the imperial doctor come over and prescribe some medicine for Dongfang Aoshi to take.
In my thoughts.
Dongfang Aoshi has already sat up.
A heavy sound of "cloth." was heard in my ears.
Wenru suddenly came to her senses, and without thinking too much, she put on his clothes.
Put on your clothes, and gentle turns around and wants to pack up your things...
Dongfang Aoshi reached out and grabbed her chin.
It's like looking at exhibits, it's over and over again, and I don't know what I'm looking at.
"What are you doing? Let go." Gentle frowned and went to break his hand.
Helplessly, his strength was not as strong as the Dongfang's arrogant person, and he was carefully examined from head to toe.
"Where else is injured besides your forehead?" In the quiet space, Dongfang Aoshi's low and cold voice swept away in circles.
"It's not your business!" Wenrou snorted coldly.
The culprit who likes torture the most actually began to care about her injuries?
It was definitely a weasel who wished the chicken a happy New Year, and he was not at ease!
A gentle smiled coldly and tried hard to wave Dongfang Aoshi's hand.
Dongfang Aoshi's hands were tightly clamped like pliers, without any reaction.
Wenrou was so angry that she was so angry that she had no way to do anything to him, so she could only use glare.
Dongfang Aoshi checked for a while before letting go.
"Scissors." Commanded heavily.
"What do you want to do?" looked at him gently and hid the scissors tightly.
"Put off your clothes or give me scissors, and choose it yourself."
“…”
"I am limited in patience." Dongfang Aoshi tried his best to endure it, and his expression was already impatient.
Gentle gritted his teeth and stabbed him with a knife, handing over the scissors.
Dongfang Aoshi cut off the gauze on her forehead and carefully examined the wounds-
A small hole was smashed into a gentle forehead. Although the wound was not big, it was very deep.
The wound is so deep, it will definitely leave scars.
Dongfang Aoshi's eyes were sharp, and his face suddenly sank. He asked for a crime, "Are you wood or stone, don't you know how to flash?"
Gentle raised his eyes and gave him a blank look, too lazy to argue, so as not to get back to quarrel.
The gentle movement was suddenly, and no one expected it—
In that case, who can do anything completely?
It is already a blessing that you haven't been hit in the eye.
"Speak!" The chin was pinched again.
"Are you annoyed?" Wen Rou became impatient. Dongfang Aoshi didn't say anything, lying on his back, quietly looking at Wen Rou's back.
The corners of my raised mouth never let go.
Wenrou went out for about five or six minutes.
When I came back, I took medicine, disinfected wine, and bandages in my hand.
Dongfang Aoshi still maintained his previous position, leaning lazily, covering only a thin piece of clothing around his waist, and his upper body was naked.
His thin lips were always raised, looking in a good mood.
Wenrou felt quite unhappy, but she didn't show it.
Walk over and put things down.
"Step around and lie down." Gentle glanced at Dongfang Aoshi with an expressionless face and said.
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her lightly, turned around, and posed for a slut.
The body stretched, and was waiting for being served.
When Wenrou saw his appearance, she became angry again.
The scissors in his hand almost failed and stabbed them hard!
Gritting my teeth and holding it back in time.
Gentle picked up all the wet cloth.
The wound was exposed and it was swollen by water.
The wound that finally scabbed is leaking out blood.
It's obvious that it's a sign of inflammation.
Gentle frowned, quickly disinfect and clean, apply medicine again, and bandage it.
I thought to myself that I would have to let the imperial doctor come over and prescribe some medicine for Dongfang Aoshi to take.
In my thoughts.
Dongfang Aoshi has already sat up.
A heavy sound of "cloth." was heard in my ears.
Wenru suddenly came to her senses, and without thinking too much, she put on his clothes.
Put on your clothes, and gentle turns around and wants to pack up your things...
Dongfang Aoshi reached out and grabbed her chin.
It's like looking at exhibits, it's over and over again, and I don't know what I'm looking at.
"What are you doing? Let go." Gentle frowned and went to break his hand.
Helplessly, his strength was not as strong as the Dongfang's arrogant person, and he was carefully examined from head to toe.
"Where else is injured besides your forehead?" In the quiet space, Dongfang Aoshi's low and cold voice swept away in circles.
"It's not your business!" Wenrou snorted coldly.
The culprit who likes torture the most actually began to care about her injuries?
It was definitely a weasel who wished the chicken a happy New Year, and he was not at ease!
A gentle smiled coldly and tried hard to wave Dongfang Aoshi's hand.
Dongfang Aoshi's hands were tightly clamped like pliers, without any reaction.
Wenrou was so angry that she was so angry that she had no way to do anything to him, so she could only use glare.
Dongfang Aoshi checked for a while before letting go.
"Scissors." Commanded heavily.
"What do you want to do?" looked at him gently and hid the scissors tightly.
"Put off your clothes or give me scissors, and choose it yourself."
“…”
"I am limited in patience." Dongfang Aoshi tried his best to endure it, and his expression was already impatient.
Gentle gritted his teeth and stabbed him with a knife, handing over the scissors.
Dongfang Aoshi cut off the gauze on her forehead and carefully examined the wounds-
A small hole was smashed into a gentle forehead. Although the wound was not big, it was very deep.
The wound is so deep, it will definitely leave scars.
Dongfang Aoshi's eyes were sharp, and his face suddenly sank. He asked for a crime, "Are you wood or stone, don't you know how to flash?"
Gentle raised his eyes and gave him a blank look, too lazy to argue, so as not to get back to quarrel.
The gentle movement was suddenly, and no one expected it—
In that case, who can do anything completely?
It is already a blessing that you haven't been hit in the eye.