Qi Yifeng looked at her warily, then put the fruit knife on the flame, burning it all over the flames, back and forth, left and right.
After the tip of the knife turned red, he took the fruit knife away and moved his left arm over.
Carambola dipped a cotton swab in alcohol and carefully rubbed it along his wound to disinfect it.
At the same time, wipe off the blood on it to reveal a clear blood hole.
She took a look and vaguely saw something with bullets inside.
Star Taotao quickly took a peach from the fruit bowl and put it in the man's mouth and said, "Open your mouth."
Qi Yifeng narrowed his eyes: "What are you doing?"
"Bite it for you, otherwise it will hurt and you won't be able to do it. Do you want me to help you then? I can't, I don't know how to remove the bullet."
She asked and answered herself, with a lively and lively expression that said, "I really can't do it."
After saying that, he shook his head vigorously and insisted on putting the plump and juicy peach into his mouth.
Qi Yifeng was so disgusted that he knocked the peach away from his eyes with his hand.
Then he pried the wound in without hesitation, and with random movements, the bullet was pried out of the muscle when Xiang Taotao couldn't look straight.
His movements were fast, precise and skillful, and he took out the bullet in just two or three strokes.
Yang Taotao was so quick that he caught the bullet, wrapped it in a tissue and placed it on the table. Then he pulled a bunch of tissue and pressed it on his wound.
The paper towel quickly absorbed the blood that spurted out. After a moment of fussing, the blood was stopped.
She took out the anti-inflammatory ointment, squeezed a large amount on the wound, and then wrapped his arm with a bandage before the blood started to flow out.
Round and round.
She looped the bandage around, soaking it with blood. She looped the bandage around again, soaking it with blood.
So she continued to circle and quickly circled the bandage.
The posture was like fighting with blood and water.
"That's enough." Qi Yifeng couldn't look straight at him now.
Star Taotao stopped her hand angrily, took out the tape and stuck the end of the bandage on it.
After getting rid of him, Yang Taotao took the initiative and consciously cleaned up the mess on the table.
Put everything back in the medicine box, then wipe the blood on the fruit knife with a paper towel, wanting to throw it away with some disgust.
Who wants to peel fruit with a fruit knife stained with human blood?
She doesn't.
Well, after he leaves, she can just pack up and throw away all the things stained with his blood.
Qi Yifeng fell on the sofa, slowly closed his eyes, subconsciously touched the black gun with his right hand, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.
Although he closed his eyes to meditate, his ears were raised high, listening to every move of Xiang Taotao.
Yang Taotao did not go away, but sat there and stared at his chest openly.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't see it. Anyway, when he closes his eyes, it's a good time to take a peek.
Tsk tsk tsk, how can I develop six-pack abs?
These muscles look so good-looking.
Star Taotao bit her finger, wondering if she could touch it.
It will definitely feel good in the hand.
"What are you looking at?" Qi Yifeng frowned and slowly looked down at his body.
I found that this little woman was staring at his dick, with an expression on her face that she wanted to take off his pants.
He couldn't help but blush at the base of his ears, and a sensitive spot quickly condensed heat energy as if it was a reaction.
Contracting the tight abdomen makes those abdominal muscles more powerful and beautiful, deeply attracting the attention of Carambola.
PS: Did I get chicken blood today? I coded so quickly, and there are still two more updates in the evening.