Chapter 1670 What is the intention?

  Leng Qianxun took off her blouse, began to observe inch by inch from her neck, until she reached her navel, and stretched out her hand to press it.

Sure enough, she felt something wriggling inside from her palm. Leng Qianxun gathered her internal force in her hands, trying to **** that thing out, but she didn't expect that the thing would go inside as hard as she tried. .

   "Ah!" The woman on the bed cried out in pain.

   "What's the matter?" The man outside the door broke in without even thinking about it, and rushed to the bed with a worried expression on his face.

  Leng Qianxun quickly covered the woman with the quilt, glared at him, and did not answer him.

   It seems that this approach will not work.

  According to the reason why the woman on the bed only screams in the middle of the night, then the thing in her navel should be sleeping during the day, and only come out to act at night.

  The belly button is not big, and without professional tools, it is impossible to see inside, let alone find it.

  Internal force can't be used, tweezers can't be used, poisoning it doesn't work, Leng Qianxun rubbed his chin feeling worried.

  Think about the way those Gus wanted to get close to her but dared not get close to her when they were in the hidden family. Is it because she is a spirit body, and it also likes aura? Or do you like her spiritual blood?

   Gu is usually nourished by blood, so wouldn't her spiritual blood attract it even more.

  Fan Shaohuang frowned and glanced at the woman sitting by the bed who was meditating, and then looked at his woman who had regained her composure. Although she was displeased, she didn't make a sound to disturb her.

   "Give me that vase, and a knife." Look at the room, except for the glass vase on the window sill, there is no extra decoration at all.

  If he hadn't rushed in, she could have taken one out from the space.

  Fan Shaohuang looked at her with eyes full of doubts, but he didn't move at all.

   "It's not necessary to suspect a person, but to employ someone." Leng Qianxun was also very displeased seeing his nervous expression.

  Is she so unbelievable?

   Or, at first glance, she looks like a bad person?

  Under Leng Qianxun's stare back, the man slowly went to get the vase and the fruit knife.

   When he came to Leng Qianxun, he was still reluctant to give her the things in his hands.

   "Hurry up, if that thing escapes, the gods will not be able to save your woman." Leng Qianxun angrily snatched the knife from his hand.

   Really, it's not cutting his woman's blood, why is he nervous?

   "Bring me the bottle."

The vase was still in the man's hand, Leng Qianxun raised his hand, took a knife with the other hand and cut a knife in the palm of his hand, suddenly a stream of fresh blood with aura flowed from her palm, and finally dripped into the in a glass bottle.

   "You..." Fan Shaohuang was startled, he thought he was using a knife on his woman, but she was bleeding.

  Although I don't know what she intends to do with bloodletting?

  But it must be related to his woman's condition.

  At the same time, he felt a little guilty in his heart for the suspicion he had just had towards her.

  He judged the woman in front of him again in his heart.

The blood was still bleeding, almost as much as two teacups, before Leng Qianxun stopped. At this time, Fan Shaohuang had already taken a step ahead, took out gauze and hemostatic powder from the drawer, knelt down and bandaged her up .

   "This should be the second person besides your woman who can be treated like this?" Leng Qianxun raised her eyebrows with a playful expression.

  Fan Shaohuang didn't look at her, but he could see his slightly embarrassed face, which proved that Leng Qianxun was right.

   After dressing up neatly, coughed twice unnaturally, and came to his woman's bedside to watch Leng Qianxun's next move.

  (end of this chapter)