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Qin Mingze stepped forward and easily lifted her up.

She was so light, it was like carrying a chicken to him.

Feng Ling was embraced by his princess, subconsciously hugging his neck, a pair of slender lotus arms clung to him.

As if knowing what he wanted to continue doing, her small lips trembled slightly.

Qin Mingze lowered his head and glanced at her. His fair cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, his eyebrows were slender and picturesque, delicate and beautiful, quiet and refined, without the slightest smell of human fireworks.

She is like the holy maiden that the ancient tribes embraced, she can only be viewed from a distance, and cannot be played with.

Hell, every time he asked for her and watched her fall asleep, it always made him feel like he had blasphemed the saint afterwards.

But the more he does this, the easier it is to drive him crazy.

He just wanted to be the king who forced the saint to return to vulgarity.

"Look at me," he ordered.

Feng Ling quickly raised her head, her eyes were watery, with a hint of sadness for no reason.

Qin Mingze took a tight breath, whenever she looked at him with such eyes, it always made him lose control instantly.

He gritted his teeth and warned sharply, "From now on, don't look at any man with this look, including me."

Feng Ling was taken aback, and looked at him suspiciously.

Qin Mingze felt that his whole body was going to explode, and the pain was unbearable, "Are you an idiot? If you look at any man with such eyes, you are tempting others to commit crimes."

"Oh." Feng Ling lowered her head.

Qin Mingze carried her into the bathroom.

The hot spring water has filled the entire bathtub, steaming hot and white, and the whole bathroom is filled with mist.

Feng Ling tightened his collar, and said in a tense voice, "I, I've taken a shower...let, let me down..."

Before being taken away by him, she had already showered and changed into her pajamas when she returned to the dormitory.

Qin Mingze ignored her at all, put her down, and took off his shirt.

The picture was too eye-catching, Feng Ling quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look at him.

"Open your eyes. You want to make me angry?!" Qin Mingze scolded in a low voice.

Feng Ling fluttered his eyelashes, carefully opened his eyes a slit, and in his sight, his perfect figure was magnified in front of his eyes, every line was powerful and revealed infinite charm.

She didn't even dare to breathe out. Although she had seen it before, she was very shy every time and didn't dare to take a second look.

In the car just now, the light was too weak, and he didn't take off his clothes.

At this time, the strong visual impact caused her cheeks to burn all the way to her ears.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on a scar on his left chest.

This is a fresh wound that hasn't fully healed yet.

Feng Ling let out a low voice, "Oh my god, you're hurt!"

When she was tender with him before, she noticed that there were several old scars on his body.He was born in a warlord with different experiences, and injuries are inevitable.

However, what appeared on his body now was a new injury.

These days, he hasn't come to her. It turns out that he is in danger.She vaguely knew that it might have something to do with the recent amalgamation of the warlords of country l, she saw it in the news.Maybe this is the reason why he appeared in country l as a native of country t.

She opened her eyes wide, reached out her little hand, and stroked his wound.

"God, there is more than one wound." Feng Ling's small hand stroked his body, and when he looked carefully, there were more than a dozen bruises, large and small, and the deepest wound was on his right arm.

Upon closer inspection, I even sewed a few stitches with thin thread, but the stitches have not been removed.

Maybe because of the previous strenuous exercise, it split again at this time, and a trace of blood oozes out.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Ling's voice was choked with tears.

Qin Mingze glanced at his arm. It was the scar left by Chen Xiaocan's dagger when he was fighting with Chen Xiaocan.More than a dozen bruises and scars on his body were all caused by that time.

It took too long for him to fight Chen Xiaoshen that day.I thought Chen Xiaocan was a bronze, but I didn't expect that he was also a king. He underestimated it.As a result, they were one step late when meeting Qiao Ran and Zuo Chenye.

"Can this be considered an injury?" Qin Mingze disdainfully said, "In the past, injuries were common in training. It's not like you haven't seen old scars before. These new injuries may not leave scars, and they are not worth mentioning at all. "

Glimpse of the crystal teardrops oozing from the corners of Feng Ling's eyes.His heart tightened. Did she cry?Because he was injured?

He was about to speak.

But suddenly he let out a muffled snort, everything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it anymore.

The reason is that Feng Ling's slightly cool lips tightly covered his wound.

She was actually kissing his wound? !She gently brushed over every scar, and then kissed closely.The soft and boneless hand was like silk and satin, and the soft and moist lips, every time they fell, every time they touched him, he felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, and his whole body tensed up.

Even her tears fell with her kiss.

It's almost crazy.

Damn woman.Does she even know what she is doing?

I thought she was bronze, but I didn't expect her to be a king.

It was so easy to drive him crazy.

He couldn't bear it at all.

He couldn't say a word, and his mind was clamoring to occupy her.

He just wanted to hug her up.

At this moment, she suddenly turned around and rushed out of the bathroom.

Qin Mingze didn't have time to react at all. This little woman teased him like this, but turned around and ran away. What's the point?

He came to the room angrily.

But I saw Feng Ling pick up the phone and call the front desk of the hotel.

"Hi, hello, do you have spare medicines? Povidone iodine, gauze, alcohol and adhesive tape? If not, can you help me buy them nearby. It is urgently needed here."

"Is there? Great, please send it to the penthouse suite, thank you."

Just as Feng Ling finished speaking, the phone was cut off by Qin Mingze.

He held back his anger and looked dissatisfied, "Are these injuries important? There are more important things now!"

He was almost going crazy from being tortured by her just now, but she left him, no matter what the damn wound, a trivial injury, he didn't need to apply medicine.On the contrary, if he doesn't solve his current needs, he will be suffocated to death.

This little woman has put the cart before the horse.

Feng Ling didn't understand what he meant.

I don't know why he is angry.

She mustered up the courage to speak in the loudest voice she's ever had.

Although it sounds normal to others.

"Of course the wound is important! It's still bleeding. You haven't treated it well before. If the wound doesn't heal, it will become inflamed."

Qin Mingze looked at her in surprise.

How dare she speak up and question him?It's the other way around.

Very well, this little woman is much more courageous than he imagined.

He lifted her up abruptly and carried her to the writing table.

In the next second, his strong body was already on top of her.

"Satisfy me first." His voice was hoarse, obviously impatient.

Feng Ling pressed his hands against him, resisting, "No, deal with the wound first."

Qin Mingze narrowed his eyes slightly.

The little woman became stubborn, beyond imagination, he still underestimated her.

Just in time, the room doorbell rang.