Yun Qing looked at her hands, covering the man's collarbone through the thin fabric, and looked like she was about to strip the beauty of her face...

My heartbeat couldn't help but speed up in an instant.

Yun Qing did a psychological construction for herself, and her white fingers began to unbutton a man's shirt without skill.

As the black shirt was unbuttoned little by little, a large area of ​​delicate and white skin was exposed to the air.

Yun Qing's breathing was suffocated for a moment.

The faint cold fragrance lingers between the nose gradually becomes richer, tangled and ambiguous, omnipresent, making people breathless.

The slightest bloody smell mixed in it attracted Yun Qing's mind, which made her feel unintentionally unintentional to have extra thoughts.

Her eyes lingered on the man intently, looking for his wounds.

It seemed that he was afraid of hurting him, and the movements of his fingertips were extremely gentle.

It was not until the clothes were taken off to the waist that a bloody wound appeared in Yun Qing's sight.

The bright red blood flowed down the thin skin, shocking and exuding an indescribable, harsh and seductive smell.

Yun Qing stared at the wound blankly.

Although it was not injured on the vital point, it had shed so much blood...

Her long eyelashes trembled, her face was very pale, and she looked up at him, "Does it hurt?"

The man leaned his chest and half of his arm, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her with a smile, messy but also gave people a sense of holiness and undespicable play, "It doesn't hurt."

Yun Qing's eyes were a little red.

She remembered that she had a knee injury before, and it hurt so much that she wanted him to hug her when she walked. How could he not have such a big knife wound?

Moreover, he had shed so much blood that the black shirt was soaked with blood stains that she didn't even smell it.

This is not normal.

But now is not the time to care about this issue.

Yun Qing took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, knelt in front of him, and quickly opened the medical bag.

She did a series of procedures for disinfection, suture, and medicine quickly. She did it very quickly until she was sure that the man had just lost too much blood and the wound would not leave any other sequelae. She breathed a sigh of relief and gently wrapped it in a snow-white bandage.

At the same time she tied the knot, Bei Ming Yexuan suddenly raised his hand and hugged her, pinched her chin with his other hand, and lifted her face up.

Yun Qing was forced to raise her head, and her long hair spread under her body, revealing her slender white neck.

Like a swan with a neck, beautiful and clean.

She looked at him ignorantly, as if she didn't understand what the man was going to do.

Bei Ming Yexuan laughed out loud, lowered his head, and his nose pointed to her nose, with a hoarse voice, "Qingbao, don't stuff strange things... into my body."

Yun Qing, “???”

Did she stuff something strange into his body?

Yun Qing subconsciously lowered her head, and her eyes moved up on his exposed skin. There was nothing except a large area of ​​white and seductive skin.

She didn't give up, afraid that she would really miss something, so she raised her hand to touch it.

Until she fumbled through the man's entire upper body, confirmed that there were no other wounds, and found nothing strange, she raised her head again and looked at him in a daze.

Bei Ming Yexuan touched her hair, but did not speak, but just curled her thin red lips and looked at her gently, her eyes clear to the darkness.
Chapter completed!