Seeing that he was in a daze, Feng Jingyun picked up the clothes on the ground and began to dress herself. Perhaps because she was well-trained as a killer, she put on her clothes in less than a minute.
It was the abominable Jun Mo Shang who tore her clothes in several places. Fortunately, her clothes were made of two different clothes, the inner coat and the outer coat. Where the inner shirt was torn, the outer shirt was not torn, but the outer coat was torn.
However, the inner garment was not damaged. After putting it back on, although the clothes were torn in a few places, they were not exposed.
Jun Mo Shang came back to his senses and asked, "Why are you dressed by yourself?"
She smiled slightly and said, "I'm not a child, can I ask you to help me get dressed?"
Her smile is beautiful, bright and clear, and not stained by dust.
His heart was throbbing hard, and he looked at her with a gaze that was so intense that he wanted to devour her, "You take it off, and I'll put it back on for you?"
She gave him a big eye roll and said, "Are there people like you?"
"I have no other intention, I just want to help you put it on." In fact, thinking about the wonderful feeling of merging with her, his lower body reacted again, but he knew that she couldn't bear more at the moment, so he held it back forcibly.
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She picked up his clothes and said, "I'll help you put them on..."
He stared at her movingly, and placed her injured and bandaged right hand in his palm, "You are injured, let's wait until you recover. Although I can't bear to have you serve me, it must feel good."
She thought for a while, "I've really never helped you put on clothes." He, on the other hand, helped her change clothes and even put on shoes many times.
He took his clothes back from her left hand and quickly put them on.
The speed of dressing was even faster than hers.
She wasn't surprised.
Jun Mo Shang has never been a sloppy person.
She straightened his clothes and raised her head, "What were you thinking about just now?"
He answered honestly, "I remember that I once stabbed a dagger into my heart because of your words."
She froze in her movements of straightening his clothes, "Then you must also remember that just like the name your mother and concubine gave you, the long nights are lingering, and loneliness becomes a sorrow." I will let you slowly die alone, and I will leave you alone.
Leave it in the carriage and savor the feeling of dying alone."
He nodded.
She asked, "Aren't you angry?"
He didn't care, "What's there to be angry about?" After a pause, he added, "I was very angry at the time. I feel nothing now."
She had a hint of expectation, "How many things have you remembered?"
"After the knife entered my heart, I closed my eyes in the carriage."
Alas, he really didn't remember much. She smiled and said, "You are so miserable at being abandoned by me, are you really not angry at all?"
He hugged her into his arms with pity, "Jingyun, I, Jun Moroshang, am a smart man, and I will never just look at the surface when dealing with people. The injuries at that time were so severe that even I thought there was no way to save me.
There was no way I could wait for others to save me, and even the medicine I brought with me was of no use at all. But I didn’t die, which only shows that your medical skills are amazing and you saved me."
"You see clearly."
His cold and gentle voice sounded above her head again, "You... are reluctant to let me die."
Her voice was muffled, "At that time, I definitely wouldn't admit it. Now, I admit it."
He smiled a little, "You were really cold-blooded before... I was almost dead, and you took action without haste."
