Mr. Bo, you are out of favor

Bo Yunshen opened Qin Yan's clothes that had been scratched by falling rocks, and his snow-white skin was dotted with large red plums, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

A piece of skin was scratched at the lower waist, the size of a palm, and the degree of the injury was different. Blood oozed out from the shoulder blade.

Bo Yunshen held the clean cloth that old man Zhang had prepared, and after cleaning and disinfecting the wounds on her upper body, the woman's skin was exposed to its original appearance. The smooth skin was destroyed by deep or shallow wounds, densely covered on her skin.

Even in a coma, Qin Yan frowned, probably because of the real pain...

Bo Yunshen's gaze was a bit blank, is he feeling sorry for Qin Yan now?
He shook his head quickly, trying to get rid of the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

No, it must be because Qin Yan's injury had something to do with him, so he had this illusion.

What he loves is Manman, why would he feel sorry for other women?

Bo Yunshen's eyes lowered, the light in his eyes was hidden in the wet black hair, and he gradually began to see clearly.

Qin Yan was seriously injured. After cleaning his upper body, Bo Yun took a deep breath.

Men are creatures of lower body thinking, and men with extraordinary achievements are not immune to disaster.

Qin Yan is beautiful, and every inch of skin on his body can arouse the most secret desire in a man's heart.

Bo Yunshen is also a man.

He tried his best to control his thoughts, and took off Qin Yan's skirt.

I thought that if I turned my attention to Qin Yan's legs, those charming thoughts in my mind would fade away.

But Qin Yan's legs are slender and straight, slender and white, and her legs are perfectly shaped. Bo Yunshen suddenly remembered the touch in the hospital last night...

Soft and delicate.

Bo Yunshen's mind was buzzing, and the hand that was holding the cotton swab to disinfect Qin Yan suddenly changed its smell.

Originally, two fingers held the alcohol cotton ball to wipe Qin Yan's wound, but gradually, one pair of hands clasped the intact skin of Qin Yan's leg.

Following that arc, Bo Yunshen's fingertips reached Qin Yan's injured calf.

That wound tore apart the integrity of Qin Yan's skin, turning blue and purple, destroying the perfection of that leg.

The stinging pain that originated from the depths of his soul, which made it difficult for Bo Yunshen to ignore, covered him again.

Bo Yunshen's eyes sank, he was dazed for a moment, and moved slightly to land on the hideous scar on Qin Yan's lower abdomen. Immediately, the icy coldness instantly sealed the tingling pain on the apex of his heart.

The corners of his mouth twitched awkwardly.

Almost forgot what kind of person Qin Yan is!

There are so many guests under her skirt, even if it hurts, how could it be his turn?
The hand that Bao Yunshen disinfected Qin Yan suddenly lost its weight. Qin Yan seemed to feel the pain and let out a muffled groan.

Her voice was very shallow, almost negligible, but Bo Yunshen's body suddenly tensed up for a moment.

He licked the corner of his lips, and his eyes became darker.

After the wounds on Qin Yan's body were treated, Bo Yunshen held his hand with clean clothes, paused, and helped him up from the bed.

The clothes that old man Zhang gave Qin Yan were women's gowns that needed to be buttoned up, and it was very laborious to dress an unconscious person.

Bo Yunshen had no choice but to let Qin Yan lean on him.

His clothes were soaked, and as soon as Qin Yan's body was attached to him, Bo Yunshen felt the blood-spitting soft touch.

The shirt on Bo Yunshen's body is a custom-made shirt. The fabric is soft and wet from the rain. It fits on his strong back. When he suddenly came into contact with Qin Yan, Bo Yunshen's brain froze. The illusion of being together.

The feeling of blending skin and skin instantly invaded Bo Yunshen's senses, making him strangely aware of a trace of familiarity...

Before Bo Yunshen had time to grasp the trace of familiarity, there was a roar from outside the window: "Is it finished?"

Bo Yunshen shuddered and suddenly came back to his senses.

He thought that old man Zhang was about to come in, so he subconsciously hugged Qin Yan's body, and quickly put his clothes on Qin Yan's body.

There was no movement at the door, and it took Bo Yunshen a minute to put on Qin Yan's pants before he opened his mouth in a panic:
"That's it!"

Hearing this, old man Zhang came in with a stick of dry tobacco in his hand. The pipe was very simple and looked like homemade. Bo Yunshen suddenly believed his words, "My wife died in a landslide ten years ago. Stay here with her!"

He was wearing a washed and whitish cleaner's uniform. As soon as he came in, he smelled heavily of low-quality tobacco.

Bo Yunshen frowned, and before he could speak, old man Zhang's pipe fell on Bo Yunshen's head.

He twisted the face of an elder, his eyes were cold: "Didn't you just say that you were married in a fake?"

"Since it's a fake marriage, just help me change clothes. What are you still doing in the girl's room?"

Bo Yunshen was dazed by old man Zhang's smoking pipe. He just wanted to get angry when he heard old man Zhang mention Qin Yan. The anger that grew in his heart braked tightly.

Bo Yun frowned deeply, gritted his teeth, and did not speak.

Old man Zhang glared at Bo Yunshen, and then looked around Qin Yan's body. Bo Yunshen had never served anyone, and his clothes were crooked, and he was not paying attention.

"Is this what you changed into?"

Bo Yun took a deep look at Qin Yan, the rough clothes fit her body neatly, not only did not damage her temperament, but also outlined the curves of a woman's beautiful body, making her look even more charming.

Isn't it great?
"If it's like this, no wonder other girls don't get along with you!"

"What were you doing in the room just now? Did you do something to her while she was unconscious?"

The veins on Bo Yunshen's head twitched.

What a joke, Qin Yan didn't live with him?
Then who was planning to marry him in the first place?

What did he do to Qin Yan while she was unconscious?
Bo Yunshen remembered when he changed Qin Yan's clothes just now, and a look of unnaturalness flashed across his face.

On second thought, didn't Qin Yan love him to death?Even if he did, it would be for Qin Yan, and she should thank him!

Bo Yunshen lifted his lips and said, "If I really wanted to do something to her at this time, would I tell you that we are a fake marriage?"

Old man Zhang squinted at Bo Yunshen a few times, and said eccentrically, "Then who knows?!"

Bo Yunshen's mind was sharp. Although he didn't say a few words to old man Zhang from the beginning to the end, this did not prevent Bo Yunshen from sensing his hostility towards her.

He just felt inexplicable, but right now, because of Qin Yan and the need for old man Zhang, Bo Yunshen had no choice but to stop talking and patiently bear the scrutinizing gaze of old man Zhang.