Zhen Mingbitter heard that his heart almost didn't skip a beat, and sighed: "I can't take medicine with my eyes closed." ”

Zhang became more and more embarrassed, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Zhen Ming thought hard and said, "That's it, you take off your clothes first, cover it with a quilt, expose the wound, and I'll give you medicine again, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to control it." ”

Zhang hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

Zhen Mingkuo turned around, and after a while, the sound of Xi Suo Suo undressing came from behind, and then, Zhang's slightly shy voice came: "Zhen Gongzi, I'm fine." ”

Zhen Mingkuo turned around and saw that Zhang had taken off his dress at this time, lying there with his eyes closed, a futon on his body, half-covered and half-hidden, his snow-white chest looming, her flushed cheeks and rapid breathing made her look quite weak at the mercy of others, especially the snow-white and flawless smooth and beautiful legs, exposed in the air, as soft and moving as mutton fat and white jade.

This woman has the ability to make men crazy.

From the time she rescued him from the river, to meeting her again in Luoyang City, and by chance, she was framed by Pei Qianhou's brother, as if there was a force in the dark that pushed her to his side step by step.

He shook his head, threw all the nonsensical thoughts out of his head, calmed his thoughts, and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

He lifted her leg and gently placed it on his legs, and Zhang shuddered.

Her legs are like white porcelain, the lines are graceful and round, without a trace of fat, at first glance, she is so tight when she has been fully exercised after standing for a long time, and she flickers under the candlelight with a seductive light and shadow effect, like a beautiful work of art.

Zhen Ming tried hard to calm herself, suppressed the reverie in her heart, didn't dare to look more, didn't dare to look more, like an old monk in a steady place, engrossed, carefully peeled off the gauze on her wound layer by layer, revealing the wound that looked red and tender because she had just soaked in the hot spring.

He dipped a cotton swab in soju and gently wiped away the blood around the wound, her thigh muscles trembling and her toes tense with each touch.

In order to distract her, he pretended to be relaxed and chatted with her without a word: "Don't be so nervous, I haven't taken the medicine yet, does it really hurt that much?" I thought you were a strong and brave woman, but I didn't expect you to be afraid of pain. ”

Zhang opened his eyes and looked at him, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes, as if to say, "It's not that you are hurt, of course you said so!" ”

At this moment, Zhen Ming took advantage of her distraction and quickly smeared her with gold sore medicine.

Under the pain, Zhang groaned in pain, sat up reflexively, his hand tightly grasped Zhen Mingku's arm, and his nails pierced deep into his flesh.

……

"You're a cat! Catch someone you see! ”

Looking at the ten deep fingernail marks on her arm that she had caught, Zhen Mingku's face was indignant, this was the second time he had been injured by mistake when he treated her wounds.

After giving her the medicine, the woman didn't even thank her, and she didn't apologize for the act of scratching his arm just now, as if he was supposed to be a gas bucket for her to vent her pain.

He medicated the wound on his arm, and it hurt.

Fortunately, she didn't scratch her face, otherwise he would really have no face to go out to meet people.

After taking the medicine, he was just about to turn around and go out, when he heard her whispering to him behind him, turned around, and asked angrily, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhang blushed: "Can you talk to me with me?" I can't sleep yet. ”

Her tone was begging, like that of a little girl pestering someone to tell her a bedtime story.

She begged softly, and Zhen Mingku's depression that had arisen because of her and Li Jing suddenly became insignificant, and she stopped a little unhappily, returned to the room, and sat on the bed.

Zhang's face flushed and said, "Can you sit over there?" ”

Zhen Ming's bitter face sank: "Think I'm dirty? I'm not happy yet! I don't want to pull it down, as if I begged you, don't say I'm gone. ”

Saying that, he was about to leave, but when he saw that Zhang's did not say anything to stay, he said, "Am I really leaving?" ”

He said this, but his ass was stuck to the bed, and he didn't move, so he had no intention of leaving.

Zhang had obviously seen through his trick, pursed his lips and didn't say a word, his face flushed.

Zhen Ming sighed bitterly and said sourly, "What did you say?" I'm not like your heroic Brother Jing, I know astronomy, I know geography, I have the people in mind, and I care about the people in the world, I can't compare to him, I'm just a layman, I usually love to brag, I love to watch beauties, I love to read pulp novels, I can't talk about any elegant topics, you want to talk to someone, are you looking for the wrong person, or I'll go to your brother Jing to come over, Brother Jing, Brother Jing, where are you......"

Speaking of which, Zhen Ming raised his throat bitterly, learning from Zhang's example, and his voice was so harsh that it could shatter glass.

Listening to this, Zhang couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "How can people be so exaggerated! Brother Jing is frank and straightforward, has a bold personality, and is a manly man who dares to be, why does it seem like a villain who sells his reputation when he says it in your mouth? ”

Zhen Mingbitter said: "Hey, they have all started to maintain people, how long have you known him, do you know that he is a hero?" Then look at me, what am I like? ”

Zhang suddenly fell silent and stared at Zhen Mingku for a long time, until he saw that Zhen Mingku doubted whether there were flowers on his face, and then said with a serious face: "You are like a mystery." ”

Zhen Mingku was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said, "What kind of mystery am I?" Don't I tell you about me a lot? You didn't listen to me, did you? I'm just talking to you like a fool, and you've been ignoring you, to me, Boss Zhang is more like a mystery. ”

Zhang glanced at him faintly, "How do I know which sentence you said is true and which is false, you are so serious when you deceive people, I can't tell at all, Brother Jing Every word he said, I know that it is his words from the heart, if I don't treat him with sincerity, I will be too sorry for his sincerity." ”

Zhen was bitter and dumb.

What she said is reasonable and well-founded, and every sentence is true.

It's only that every time he designed to frame someone, she almost saw it, maybe in her mind, he was synonymous with insidious cunning.

It's not good to go on like this, maybe even strangers are more trustworthy than him in her heart.

He stared at her, and suddenly a strong and irrepressible thought sprung up, and coldly grabbed her hand, reached into the clothes on his chest, and pressed her somewhat cold little hand on his hot chest.

Zhang was stiffened by his abrupt move, his pretty face flushed, and he looked at him at a loss. Gradually, the fierce heartbeat in his chest passed from the palm of her hand to her heart, and the fiery touch had a very special rhythm, it was so full of vitality, and the thumping heartbeat seemed to infect her heart, and it also beat violently. "If you don't know whether what I said is true or false, just touch my heart, and you will know whether what I said is true, and I will tell you what you want to know."