Chapter 1623 The Phoenix Clan: Murdering Her Husband
Every move Leng Xuepiao made to untie Yu Jingfeng was a huge consideration for Yu Jingfeng.
His face turned red again and again, and then red again.
Not only my face, neck, and body were all red very quickly.
After Leng Xuepiao untied the ties around Yu Jingfeng's body, she leaned down and picked up his head.
She didn't know that her left hand was not strong enough to lift the man's body.
Anyway, with a gentle hug from her, his upper body was lifted up.
Just as Yu Jingfeng raised his body like this, the distance between him and the girl became even closer.
When he untied her, her face was almost touching his.
The smooth hair kept teasing Yu Jingfeng's face and chin, but it only touched his heart.
The place where Leng Xuepiao sits is also very critical.
She was obviously sitting in an extremely seductive manner, but her clear eyes were pure and without any impurities.
Yu Jingfeng felt that he was going to die, and sooner or later he would die in the hands of this little girl.
However, he is happy even if it means death.
One lap, two laps, three laps... Yue Qinchun was still trying to untie Yu Jingfeng.
Yu Jingfeng's eyes never moved away from the girl. He looked at her quietly, the color in his eyes becoming more and more complex.
In order to avoid trouble, Feng Jiuer coughed heavily.
Yu Jingfeng suddenly realized that there was someone else in the room.
He turned his head and looked at Feng Jiu'er with a "Why are you here?"
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at him: Of course you don't want me to be here.
"Xue Piao, I still have something to do. You can bandage him. I left the medicine box. You can take care of it."
"Okay." Leng Xuepiao responded softly, her hands never stopping.
"Of course, don't press too hard. His wound is very deep." Feng Jiuer did not forget to warn him when he turned around.
Mr. Yu, is this injury worth it?
Well, in the end, it was all because of her that he was injured.
Now, leave the most beautiful little girl Xue Piao alone. If your body is okay, please enjoy it slowly.
Feng Jiuer turned around and gave Yu Jingfeng an intriguing look, then withdrew her gaze and left with Jian Yi.
With a "squeak" sound, the door was closed.
There were only two people left in the room, and both of them were on the bed.
Leng Xuepiao took off all the straps on Yu Jingfeng's body. Looking at his wounds, she frowned and her whole body was focused on Yu Jingfeng.
Yu Jingfeng didn't mean that his stomach couldn't bear this small body.
It's his heart. His heart can't bear it anymore. What should I do?
The moment the little girl sat down, he let out a deep breath.
Leng Xue drifted and realized it later, and moved his gaze to Yu Jingfeng's face.
She looked at his somewhat painful expression and realized that she was weighing him down a little too heavily.
"Sorry!" Leng Xuepiao turned over and got out of bed, "Hurry up and lie down. Why are you hurt so badly?"
Before Yu Jingfeng could say anything, Leng Xuepiao placed the medicine box beside the bed and opened it.
She started looking for potions, cotton balls, and gauze.
People in ancient times didn't know much about these things, but as Feng Jiuer's proud disciple, it was impossible for Leng Xuepiao not to know them.
The little girl left him, and Yu Jingfeng slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
He lay down obediently and looked at the busy woman beside him.
"It's not careless. If you don't pay attention, you will get hurt, but it doesn't matter, it won't hurt."
As soon as Yu Jingfeng said this, Leng Xuepiao skillfully applied disinfectant on Yu Jingfeng's body.
After applying disinfectant, the pain caused by Yu Jingfeng made all the nerves in the body tense.
"fine!"
In order to maintain his image and not want to scare the little girl, he gritted his teeth so that his voice would not be too unpleasant.
"Xue Piao, I'm fine. It doesn't really hurt. You can..." Ah... it hurts so much!
When the disinfectant was poured in again, Yu Jingfeng almost screamed out in pain.
But Leng Xuepiao had no intention of stopping. She continued to disinfect his wounds without looking at him.
Yu Jingfeng stared at the fair and tender little girl for a moment, just wanting to divert his attention.
Miss Jiu'er said that if you are distracted, you won't feel the pain.
But why does it still hurt so much?
Feng Jiuer brought more effective disinfectant, but of course, this also meant it would be more painful.
After the pain is over, you get better quickly. Men, it doesn’t matter if you are in pain or not.
Yu Jingfeng wanted to say: This is just the woman's wishful thinking.
He was in so much pain! It was so painful that he was sweating profusely.
"Xuepiao, I don't feel pain, don't be afraid! It will be fine soon."
The man in severe pain didn't know whether he was comforting his wife or himself.
"I didn't say I was afraid." After applying the disinfectant, Leng Xuepiao used a cotton ball to make prints on both sides of the wound before speaking slowly.
"I've seen this kind of wounds many times, why would I be afraid?"
"Are you afraid of pain?" She put down the cotton ball and tilted her head to look at Yu Jingfeng.
Yu Jingfeng's eyes suddenly widened and he shook his head: "How is that possible? I am a manly man and I am not afraid of pain at all."
"Oh." Leng Xuepiao just said one word and took out a bottle of potion from the medicine box.
Yu Jingfeng remembered that the potion in this bottle seemed to be very painful.
Before the potion was put in, he was already shaking unconsciously.
In order not to worry his wife and not make her feel that he is not a man, he must endure it.
"Ouch..." After applying the potion, Yu Jingfeng couldn't help but shout out.
How can it be so painful? Miss Jiuer, help me!
How sad! He actually shouted it out.
"No!" Yu Jingfeng endured the pain and shook his head, "I...it's just that the potion is too cold and I can't react."
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."
Leng Xuepiao tilted her head again and looked at Yu Jingfeng innocently: "It doesn't hurt at all?"
"It doesn't hurt!" Yu Jingfeng shook his head with a smile, tears flowing to his heart.
"How come it doesn't hurt at all?" Leng Xuepiao picked up the potion and frowned.
"Is it expired? No, I have to ask."
"No need to go." Yu Jingfeng was so frightened that he sat up.
He pulled on the wound and was sweating again.
Leng Xuepiao, who had just turned around, turned back and looked at him.
"It hurts." Yu Jingfeng nodded and lay down, "It hurts a little, but for me, it doesn't matter."
"Keep applying it, please."
"Okay." Leng Xuepiao opened the medicine bottle again.
She didn't know that when she was twisting open the medicine bottle, the man lying down let out a frightened "gurgling" and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"You can really bear it, I'll give you a little more, it will heal quickly!"
"Did you know? This potion is difficult to collect and very expensive to sell."
"However, Jiu'er has already prepared it for you, which means you are very important, otherwise you wouldn't be able to use this medicine."
A little more? Yu Jingfeng wanted to shout for help.
In fact, he is not that important, and he is very worried about whether he can survive if he takes a little more time.
