Chapter 991

As soon as he let go, her hand became restless again.

Zhan Han Jue sat up regardless of the pain, "Yan Zhengling-" roared fiercely.

Yan Zhengling was stunned by his momentum.

"I have cleanliness. I don't like people touching me. War Chill Jue's tone softened.

Yan Zhengling stubbornly touched the wound on his shoulder blade, convinced that it was only a skin injury, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, she fetched a basin of warm water and ordered him to take off his clothes. "Take off your clothes, I'll help you wipe your back."

Zhan Hanjue didn't move, and a touch of helplessness spread out of the eagle's eyes. "Yan Zhengling, don't you have the concept of 'men and women are different' in your eyes?"

Yan Zhengling said: "When doctors save lives and help the injured, there is no concept of 'difference between men and women' in their eyes. ”

"In the past, after falling from the building and being disfigured, a face looked like a ghost. When others saw me, they were scared, so I wore a mask and hid in Huan Yali as a nurse. Yan Zheng Lingyun said lightly.

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Zhan Hanjue knew that she had plastic surgery, but he didn't expect it to be because of such a painful reason.

"But you're not a doctor." The Lord of War said angrily.

"I've been a nurse at Media Asia Hospital, and you have a skin injury, I can handle it." Yan Zhengling said confidently.

Zhan Han Jue teased: "The president of the dignified world has been a nurse? It's as ridiculous as living in a slum before you started! Apparently not believing her.

The fragrant fragrance that belonged to a woman came to her nose, and there was a touch of helplessness in the eagle eyes of the War Chill Jue.

In order not to make things more embarrassing, Zhan Hanjue could only reluctantly agree to her.

Yan Zhengling took off his T-shirt. Zhan Hanjue's sexy and charming, thin and perfect body was immediately presented in front of her, there was no excess fat, and the perfect lines could be called a masterpiece of God.

I thought she was just just loving beauty.

For some reason, I felt distressed about what happened to her.

Yan Zhengling insisted on undressing him, and the more he stopped him, the closer she got to him.

Yan Zhengling muttered: "With such a good figure, isn't it a tyrannical thing if you don't show it to others?" ”

The Battle Lord glared at her fiercely. "You're not in bad shape, do you want to go out and run two laps? So that it will not be violent? ”

Yan Zhengling was so frightened by his poisonous tongue that he just wanted to drill into the cracks.

Yan Zhengling couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Eyes began to glow red.

Green smoke curled above the head of the War Chill Lord. "Don't look at it." Yu suddenly ordered.

He didn't hate her at all. Damn it, there are some kind of favorite feelings.

This made him feel very much chagrined!

Yan Zhengling wiped his back, and then took out the callus cream she carried with her from her bag, because there were no cotton swabs, she used her fingertips instead of cotton swabs, and gently applied the ointment to his wounds.

Quickly silenced, squeezed the washker dry, and gently wiped the blood on his back.

From time to time, her hand touched his back, and a microelectric current immediately came from his back.

He knew it was an inadvertent touch, but he still frowned.

The movements are so gentle.

But at the exit, the words were rude, and he leaked domineeringly: "Which one of you was assassinated by a thousand knives?" I'm going to dig up the eighteen generations of his ancestors and whip them! ”

"What is the matter with the eighteenth generation of his ancestors?" The corners of the Frost Lord's lips rose slightly.

Yan Zhengling grinded his teeth and said, "Who let them pass on the family and give birth to such a damn bastard." ”