Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Li Xunting couldn't spare time during the day, so he roughly cleaned the wound at night so that it wouldn't be too ferocious to scare the timid Omega.

By the time he arrived at Jiang Xinlian's residence, it was already very late.

When Jiang Xinlian saw him, she smiled softly: "You're here, come in quickly."

This is not the first time he has come to this villa. The last time, he was ordered to search and broke in with his subordinates, which made Omega frightened.

This time, he was invited in.

Jiang Xinlian led him to the sofa, turned around and asked, "Would you like to lie down on the sofa? It will be more comfortable that way."

Li Xunting glanced at the light-colored sofa, felt the wound on his back, which was still bleeding, and refused: "No, it will stain the sofa."

If blood is stained on the sofa, it will be difficult to clean. Jiang Xinlian did not insist: "How about you sit on the carpet? My carpet is very clean."

Li Xunting doesn't care whether he works clean or not. For him, he can adapt to any harsh environment, not to mention that the current environment can be called warm and warm.

He knelt on the carpet and unbuttoned his coat with his long, bony fingers.

Jiang Xinlian also gathered her skirt and knelt down beside him.

Li Xunting paused and looked sideways at her: "This is against the rules."

No matter how much Jiang Xinlian is not valued by the family, she is still the young master of the Jiang family. Kneeling down in front of a subordinate like him is not appropriate either emotionally or rationally.

"No one else saw it."

So don't worry about being said to be out of line.

Jiang Xinlian added: "And it's so comfortable."

Li Xunting looked at her intently for a while, until she felt a little at a loss. She bit her lip and turned her head away, then looked away and whispered, "I'm sorry."

He crossed his hands to grasp the hem of his clothes and took off his shirt, revealing the scars on his back.

"Ah!" Jiang Xinlian opened her eyes wide and exclaimed.

The back with clear texture is covered with long and short whip marks. The shortest scar is ten centimeters, and the longest...

It starts from the shoulder and disappears at the waist, and is slung across the entire back, trying its best to show the violence.

Each of these whip marks, no matter how long or short they were, left a piece of flesh and blood, the skin was torn and the blood was flowing down.

Jiang Xinlian simply didn't know whether to believe her own eyes or Alpha's unchanging expression: "You are injured so badly, why don't you take good care of yourself?"

"It just looks serious," Li Xunting explained, "My recovery ability is twice that of a normal Alpha, so it doesn't matter to me."

This is true, but the specially made whip is not a decoration. After being punished, the whip wounds are constantly torn and split, and the blood is flowing.

Jiang Xinlian felt that she was beginning to feel pain too. She frowned and wanted to bring a basin of water to wipe away the blood for him, but he stopped her.

"If you can't wipe it clean, apply medicine directly."

Li Xunting obviously knew better how to deal with these wounds. He listened to his words and took out cotton swabs and ointment.

Li Xunting remained kneeling and his eyes fell on the decoration of the living room.

It is the warm and soft style of a typical little woman, with many ornaments that have no beauty but no use value.

The most numerous of them are lilies.

The white and tender lily exudes the faint fragrance of Omega, which is pervasive and long-lasting.

There it was again, that dizzy feeling.

Li Xunting closed his eyes, the fragrance lingering in his nose, and his body's senses became much sharper.

The rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other came closer, and then a cool feeling came over the stinging wound. While the pain was relieved, the body tightened unconsciously.

Jiang Xinlian didn't notice it at all, all she could see was the hideous scars on his back, so she was careful for fear of accidentally hurting him.

The cotton swab was dipped in ointment and dabbed on the wound, along with Omega's light and moist breath.

Li Xunting suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the mirror hanging in the living room.

In the mirror, Alpha's tall and strong body blocked most of Omega's figure. Only when she stood up to squeeze out the ointment could she catch a glimpse of her delicate and delicate face.

He said nothing.

Watching Omega appear in the mirror from behind him, a strand of hair that was tied back behind his head quietly fell under his gaze.

When she was blocked by his body next time, the strand of hair passed over the back muscles and slid back and forth gently with the woman's movements.

Numbness and itching.

Two strange feelings spread throughout his body very quickly. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked unclear.

Fortunately, it didn't last too long. Jiang Xinlian straightened up, replaced the ointment, and smoothly moved the fallen hair to her ear.

Li Xunting looked away and looked down at the light-colored carpet.

It was Jiang Xinlian's first time to treat a wound. She was not skilled at the job and was afraid of hurting Li Xunting. After all the wounds were treated, she was half-leaning on the sofa from exhaustion.

Li Xunting thanked him, took some clothes from one side and put them on, buttoning them to the top.

"Then, I'm leaving."

"Wait a little longer!"

Jiang Xinlian quickly stopped him, struggled to get up, and trotted into the kitchen to bring out a small bowl: "This is the soup I asked someone to make. You can drink some."

Li Xunting was silent for a moment: "Did you ask that person to make the blood-tonifying soup?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xinlian was surprised, "Why do you know?"

With Li Xunting's sense of smell, he could instantly distinguish the main ingredients of the bowl of soup even from a certain distance.

Angelica sinensis, white peony root, wolfberry...

Four things soup.

He took a deep breath, took the small bowl and drank it all in one gulp, his face as usual: "Thank you, I'm leaving."

Jiang Xinlian watched him leave and couldn't help but curl her lips.

*

When Jiang Zhiyue came, Jiang Xinlian was leaning at the table, holding a pen and writing something unknown.

I was a little curious to see that she was writing seriously, writing two strokes and then stopping to think for a while before continuing.

"Xin Lian, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorting through the information I've gathered."

Jiang Xinlian read a few selected items to her sister: "According to Li Xunting's own words, his physical recovery ability is about twice that of an ordinary Alpha."

"It is estimated that he can destroy a well-trained team of 50 people by himself. Conservative estimate."

"And, and that sort of thing."

Jiang Zhiyue: "..."

She covered her heart and was beyond recognition with jealousy: "So how did Jiang Rongxi get such a perfect subordinate?"

"We don't know this yet."

She couldn't envy this kind of thing. Jiang Zhiyue reluctantly put away her jealous mood and got down to business: "My father has been in poor health a few years ago, and he has been a frequent visitor to the hospital these years."

He was referring to their biological father, the head of the Jiang family.

"My father is old and his illness has made him dizzy. I think it's time."

Over the years, the head of the Jiang family has been slowly handing over the rights to Jiang Rongxi. This year, Jiang Rongxi has taken full charge of the affairs.

If you don't do it again, it will be too late.

"So, Xin Lian, do you want to go out and get some fresh air the day after tomorrow?"

Jiang Xinlian smiled and said, "Everything depends on my sister."