"Young madam, are you not feeling well? I'll go tell the second master."

   Aunt Fu looked at her blushing and was startled, she hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs, Su Qingqing didn't even have a chance to stop her, "Aunt Fu, come back..."

  Oops, there is probably something wrong with the soup, Su Qingqing got up from the sofa and was going back to the room to take a cold shower.

  Unexpectedly, his legs became so weak that as soon as his feet landed, his body fell to the ground completely uncontrollably.

   At this time, a black figure quickly grabbed her slender waist and gently pulled her into his arms. In an instant, the tip of Su Qingqing's nose was filled with Quan Moting's unique aura.

   Being hugged by him like this, Su Qingqing felt that the blood all over her body boiled instantly.

   "Second Master~ You let me go, I can do it myself." She instinctively refused, pushing the man with both hands to the position where he was not injured, but in the eyes of Fu Yanang and his party, it was not the same.

   "That, Ah Ting, although I'm not questioning your ability, it's better to be calm at this time. Vigorous exercise will pull on your wounds."

  Nanfeng smiled faintly, but he didn't dare to be too arrogant, "Cough, boss, in fact, if you move a little bit, it's not impossible."

   "You two want to stay overnight?"

   Both of them froze for a moment, then shook their heads in agreement.

  Quan Moting remained expressionless, but there was a hint of anger in his narrow eyes, "If you don't leave, do you still want to stay for supper?"

   The two of them looked at each other, and the host had already ordered to evict guests, so how could they have any face to wait for.

   But just as Nanfeng took two steps, he was stopped by the cold voice of the man, "You can go, but you have to leave the medicine box with me."

   The woman in her arms was dazedly pulling at the man's shirt, but he could hear his words clearly, "Second Master, why do you keep the medicine box?"

  Su Qingqing's eyes became more and more blurred, and her voice became more and more coquettish, "It's enough to have you, what kind of medicine box do you want, trouble."

   "However, you are injured, so it should be impossible. I'd better go take a cold shower obediently."

   She shook her head, the tip of her nose touched the man's handsome collarbone, instinctively swallowed her saliva, thinking about it, but she didn't forget about Quan Moting being shot, her small appearance was both pity and grievance.

  Hey, I can only watch, not eat, it sucks.

All Su Qingqing's emotions were expressed on her face, and she almost didn't directly write the words "desire dissatisfaction" on her face, Quan Moting took her back to the room, bullied her down, and whispered, " Okay, so I can have you too."

   "No... No, impulse is the devil, don't mess around."

   The man turned over and only supported his uninjured hand on one side, as if to give her a space to think seriously, "If you want me, it's better to have an injection, choose one."

   Those confused eyes met the man's deep eyes, and Su Qingqing felt that her little heart was about to pop out of her chest.

   "Then...that, is there a third option?"

   She really doesn't want to get injections, because she is afraid of pain, and more importantly, she has a psychological shadow on needles and can't see that sharp thing.

   If she really wants to have such an injection, she might as well go outside and find a random man.

   Of course, she didn't dare to say this to the big devil, she could only clench her small fists and try to keep the only trace of sobriety, "Second Master, otherwise you knock me out, so that I won't feel uncomfortable."

   "Well, that's a good idea."

   The man said word by word, his voice was so good that he could hear the explosion, "However, I am more sympathetic to Xiangxiyu, and I can't do things that are too rude."

  Su Qingqing was stunned. Resisting the urge to speak foul language, she said without a smile, "It's okay, I'll allow you to be rough, I can."

   "Oh, so Madam likes me to be rough." The man smiled faintly.

  Su Qingqing's mouth twitched fiercely. Isn't this style of painting a little wrong? !

The man stared at her bright red mouth, raised his eyebrows lightly, and then leaned over to peck in a very ambiguous manner, "Well, it's sweet, I like it very much, the next rough words may hurt a bit, Madam has to endure it. Tolerate."

"and many more!"

  Su Qingqing suddenly raised her voice, closed her eyes, and looked at death as if at home, "I think I can get an injection now, although I'm afraid, but if the second master moves faster, be quick and accurate, I can!"

  Think about it, instead of being harassed by the big devil, you have to choose between getting a fork and an injection.

  Cough, she still got the injections. She still has a bit of a mental obstacle in the **** battle. Discord from time to time will affect the experience of both parties.

   This is the first time in her life, and it is also the most beautiful and sacred moment, so she must be cautious again and again.

   Quan Moting thought it was funny, he didn't continue to embarrass her, he got up silently and brought the medicine box.

   There happened to be quite a few syringes in it. He took one open at random, filled it with the antidote neatly, and ordered in a deep voice, "Lie down obediently."

  Su Qingqing's small one shrank in a small corner, pitifully and helplessly watching the man pressing step by step, her saliva was so nervous that she swallowed again and again.

   "That, Second Master~ Could you please not let me see the needle, and don't tell me when to start, just be decisive in a while and come directly!"

She turned her head to one side, closed her eyes tightly in fear, Bai Nen's claws gripped the edge of the bed, and at the moment when Quan Moting approached, she didn't even care about whether a man or woman would accept it or not, and hugged Quan Moting's arm tightly. With a crying voice, "Second Master, hurry up..."

   "Really scared?" The man chuckled.

   Isn't this nonsense, Su Qingqing doesn't care about him at all!

  I saw Quan Moting's smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a little, and his words were particularly meaningful, with a coaxing coax, "Why don't I give you a little attention, maybe you won't be afraid."

  Su Qingqing opened her eyes instantly and looked at his handsome face in a daze, "What?"

   Having said that, the man's beautiful face came up, his thin lips domineeringly covered Su Qingqing's red and beautiful mouth, and he couldn't wait to attack the city.

   Such a brutal kiss really diverted Su Qingqing's attention. When she was about to be suffocated by the kiss, there was a clear pain in her arm, like being stung by a bee.

   Lips split for a moment, the girl was snuggled in the man's arms and gasping for breath, and she was shocked that the injection was finished, she didn't shout, and it didn't even hurt as much as she imagined.

   "How does it feel, eh?"

Quan Moting, who was a gentleman, poured her a glass of water, and said seriously, "If you have any discomfort, you must tell me, and, before you drink the soup next time, look at the soup first, and don't talk about everything. delivered."

   "That soup?"

   Her big, misty eyes flashed, and she didn't quite understand.

   Before the man spoke, there was a knock on the door, and Aunt Fu's eager voice came, "Second Master, Madam is here, saying she wants to visit Young Madam."