A pair of small hands covered his eyes, and the voice of shyness and anger was introduced into the ears of Feng Lingran.

"Don't look." The fingers had the urge to dig his eyes.

Feng Lingran raised her hand and grabbed her wrist to move away. If the black scorpion is demon, the lips will be slightly pulled, and the voice will be faint: "I don't see, how can I help you with the medicine?"

"Who wants you to take medicine? I will go on myself."

Xiao Yu reached out and pushed his handsome face away and reached for the medicine in his hand.

Xiao Yu’s movements were very fast. Feng Ling was even faster. Without giving Xiao Yu a chance, he removed his elbow and moved the medicine to the distance she could not reach. He chuckled.

"Small things, are you sure you can take the medicine? Instead of throwing my medicine? This medicine is me..."

When the words were not finished, Feng Ling suddenly stopped, as if to say something should not be said.

Xiao Yu’s cheeks were hot and hot, and the scorpion’s scorpion stared at the medicine in his hand. I couldn’t wait to grab it and throw it away. I didn’t notice that Feng Lingran said that she shouldn’t say it. She stretched her hand and couldn’t take medicine. Just get up and grab.

"You will give it to me." If you throw it, you don't need to give me medicine in such a dirty way.

Feng Ling saw her fried hair, and the smile on her lips was deep. When she rushed over, his jade hand slipped through her waist and moved gently. She just put on her clothes and left her body, only There is a twilight apron that lining her skin and clearing the ice.

Xiao Yu didn't grab the medicine in his hand. When he was cold, he hadn't had time to react. He was held down by his big palm, and she had no choice but to give him a gift.

"Little things, do you really want to?"

His breath sprinkled on her face, hot as fire, as beautiful as the face of God, like a god, the little mother beast in her arms, the fingers of Yubai gently stroking on her back, like in Helping the little mother animal in her arms to shun the hair, it seems to be telling this little mother animal, don't waste her effort, she can't escape the palm of his hand.

Xiao Yu carries a delicate little face, and his body trembles slightly in his fingers. The man’s face is just like a demon, as if he can capture the soul, hook out her soul, and softly collapse in his arms. .

Xiao Yu’s face was pale and biting her lip, but she was suddenly pressed by his thumb. Her fingertips opened her lips and rescued her poor lips. He pinched her chin.

"Small things, you seem to like biting your lips, how can I help you?"

Not waiting for her answer, Feng Ling suddenly pressed her lips...

Hurt...

The body was closely attached to him, without a trace of space, her hands clenched his shoulders, pushed and beat, but could not remove his body.

"Feng..."

Xiao Yu wanted to fly him in the palm of his hand. When he raised his little hand, I don’t know why, my hand was shaking, and she was soft and muddy, helpless and soft in his arms.

He finally let go of her lips, breathless, hoarse voice, low laugh, like a demon, and horrible, the fingertips pressed her lips that were sucked red and swollen.

"Remember, this lip is only for me to bite. If you dare to bite it next time, I don't mind helping you bite a few more times."

Xiao Yu's eyes were red, his lips were a little bit painful, and he even felt bitten by him.

Feng Ling saw her falling into tears, and her bottom flashed a bit of distress. The thin lips gently rubbed on her red swollen lips, feeling her dodge, his darkness was dim.

Feng Lingran slightly removed her body. When Xiao Yu thought that he was "good" to let her go, his fingers suddenly grabbed her ankle and lifted her even legs to his shoulders.

Xiao Yu was a spirit, and when he felt bad, he caught her legs with his arms.

"Don't move, help you get the medicine, this medicine works very well. When you finish the medicine, you won't hurt, and walking will be more convenient."

Where is Xiao Yu willing to let him do such a shame to her? Suddenly raised his hand, a palm hit him, but did not want to hurt him, but wanted to knock over the medicine in his hand.

In the meantime, he removed the medicine, and the chest was covered with her palm. The mouth of the mouth overflowed with blood and flowed down the lips.

Xiao Yu is awkward, why doesn’t he use internal force? As long as he is lucky, she can't hurt him in this palm.

He deliberately...

"Is this ventilated? Let me help you with the medicine?"

Feng Ling did not wipe the blood line from the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about being injured. How did he not know that he had hurt this little thing last night, and she was angry? If he is affected by a palm, he can get rid of it.

Xiao Yu saw his fingers stick into the medicine, and pulled out the green and clear ointment. Xiao Yan’s lips, don’t open his eyes, and pinch the quilt with his fingers.

He doesn't blink, but if she shoots again today, he will only suffer more serious injuries. If he counts that she doesn't want to hurt him seriously, will she be so unscrupulous?

After a while.

Xiao Yu saw that he still lowered his head, his face was hot and tender: "Feng Lingran, are you okay? Don't be too much."

Xiao Yu is holding him, really shameless.

Feng Lingran put away the medicine**, dark and dark, and asked: "Small things, do you feel better now?"

Xiao Yu ignored him and glared at him. It was really comfortable. When she wanted to remove her legs, he suddenly took her over...

Xiao Yu’s eyes wide open and he looked at the beautiful beasts in front of his eyes: “Feng Lingran, you can’t do this...”

Feng Lingran's eyelids are slightly stunned, and the black-necked scorpion-like feathers are unfolding. The hot black scorpion floats out of the faint sorrow and looks at the little mother beast struggling.

"Trust me, this time will not hurt any more."

More than two hours passed.

Feng Lingran sideways looking at the little man who was already asleep in his arms, the delicate little face, the white rosy, the sleeping beauty, just the tiny mouth, some unbearable, red and swollen a small piece of skin . His twilight flashed dark, his fingers moved, and when he touched her lips, he paused.

A sigh of sigh, his fingers picked up her messy hair, gently wrapped around her ears, watching her black scorpion, some complicated.

This little thing has always been very clever, and now he has begun to doubt him. How can he explain to him that he and the layer of purple clothes are also shocked and incredible?

"You can't tell her the relationship between us."

The voice of the purple clothes suddenly sounded in the brain of Feng Lingran.

The gentleness of Feng Lingran’s face suddenly disappeared. The face of Zhang Junmei’s face turned a little distorted. He pinched his fingers and the dull snoring came from the bones.

"You give the deity... roll."

Feng Ling's thin lips fretting, silently said, but the purple clothes can clearly hear his voice of anger and darkness.

"Oh... this is the same root, the deity wants to roll, and can't roll, not to mention, you and your nephew are happy, the deity can also..."

"To shut up."

Feng Lingran's black scorpion, angry and rushing, the voice of God's knowledge, sharp and sturdy, his hands on the back of the blue veins, never had a moment, want to destroy themselves.

He couldn't accommodate the purple clothes, but he had to let go of the purple clothes.

"The purple coat, one day sooner or later, the deity will let you completely disappear into this world."