Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Xiao Wanfeng's face softened a little, "Wanfeng understands Master's feeling of protecting the calf, but Ayin was brought back by Wanfeng. No one is allowed to hurt him except Wanfeng himself. I hope Master can understand, and I also hope this matter There is no more chance."

After saying that, he carried Mu Chenyin back to the room, leaving Xiao Yin standing alone, sulking alone, looking a little pitiful.

"The wind..."

No one answered in the room, and Xiao Yin couldn't help but break into her disciple's "boudoir" alone. In the end, she could only sigh helplessly,

"This is simply...a bad fate!"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and left. As he walked, he was thinking about how to get rid of Mu Chenyin without leaving a trace in the future, so that his disciple could stop thinking about it and completely cut off this feeling that should not be tolerated in the world.

At this time, in the house, Lan Yan Huoshui Mu Chenyin was lying weakly on the bed, still looking like he was about to die soon.

"Your master and his subordinates all seem to want my life, and they all look like they want to eat me alive. My inner strength is suppressed, and I am afraid that I will be quietly killed by them one day sooner or later. Should Wanfeng consider giving it to me?" Have you detoxified me?"

Xiao Wanfeng gently wiped the blood from the corners of her lips and gave her a medicine to treat internal injuries. "Ayin, don't worry, that day won't happen. From today on, Wanfeng will protect Ayin at all times." Even if they don't leave you, they won't even think about this opportunity. If they want to kill Ayin, they must first step over Mingfeng's body."

Mu Chenyin was too lazy to pretend anymore, and changed into a comfortable posture, with a false smile on her face, "Then... I really thank you!"

Xiao Wenfeng looked at Mu Chenyin's current soft and frail appearance, no longer as cold and ruthless as before. This made the blood in his body boil, and he kept shouting,

He leaned over her so fiercely that even his breath was scorching, "Given the relationship between you and me, wouldn't it be too crude to say thank you? If Ayin really wants to thank me, why don't you do it right?" How about you please me and pledge yourself to me?"

Mu Chenyin gently pressed her hand against Xiao Wanfeng's chest, and said with a smile: "I have suffered internal injuries, and I have no internal strength. I am not interested in fighting a bloody battle with a man who is covered with injuries. Besides, what if I catch you?" If you die on the bed, your master will strip me of my skin?"

"That's really... what a pity! It seems that Wanfeng needs to recover from his injuries as soon as possible. Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that he would have a beautiful woman by his side but not be able to enjoy it?"

Xiao Wanfeng suppressed the boiling blood in his heart, chuckled with pity, then turned over and lay beside Mu Chenyin, hugging his Ayin.

He also knew that his injuries were serious, and although Mu Chenyin took medicine, the internal injuries would not heal in a short while, and he didn't really want to be with Ayin just now...

I just want to enjoy the feeling of being on top of A Yin and bullying A Yin wantonly.

"We obviously sent someone to take Feng Changhuan back to Feng Country, why didn't you tell us before?"

"Isn't Ayin asking this question knowingly? If I had told him, would Ayin still be willing to take the medicine and follow me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I, out of anger, would stab you twice to vent my anger?"

"If Ayin was really so heartless towards Wanfeng for Feng Changhuan, then Wanfeng would definitely have Feng Changhuan killed without hesitation. Wanfeng could tolerate Ayin pretending to be someone else in her heart, but she would never No one is allowed to surpass Wanfeng's position in Ayin's heart, even if that person is Feng Changhuan."