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Meng Jiao opened the system and exchanged a bunch of seasoning packets for chicken stewed in mushroom soup. Pheasant meat and firewood are best for slow cooking over low heat.

However, the small system has limited capabilities and can only retain the same exchanged items.

I looked at my thousand points with a painful look, and then I made up my mind and clicked on one square meter of space.

Even though it would cost 500, she would always have a place to store it. Even if she returned to the real world and was resurrected, it would still be hers.

But before she dies in this world, she will definitely stuff a square meter of gold into it. Damn it, gold is circulated in every small world anyway, so it doesn't violate the rules.

If there is a poor world again, she will just exchange it for gold. She can't bear any hardship.

After finally eating her fill, Meng Jiao said goodnight to Uncle Yuan, took some new cotton cloth, and went back to the next door with the oil lamp and chicken soup.

Behind her, Uncle Yuan hesitated to speak... This... That man, forget it, I don't dare to ask...

When she returned to the room, the man on the bed was still unconscious and hadn't woken up. Knowing that he had taken the physical pills, it was nothing serious, so she didn't rush to take care of him.

Putting the chicken soup on the bedside, lighting the oil lamp, Meng Jiao called him softly,

"Hey, big guy, wake up, I'm going to take off your clothes~"

Meng Jiao never thought that the man was actually conscious, but just couldn't open his eyes. He said something and started to peel.

Jiang Yunye was confused when he heard her say that she wanted to take off his clothes. Although this woman was his savior, did she know what propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame were?

How can you just look at a man's body??????,

Really, really...unfaithful to one's husband!

Meng Jiao knew that the man would not react, but she was bored, so she continued to make teasing remarks while stripping the man's clothes.

She undressed him easily, stripping him completely naked, leaving him with only a pair of white underwear.

Looking at the various old scars densely packed on the man's bronze skin, Meng Jiao did not feel horrified. Instead, she felt that these were proof of his heroism.

But these thick muscles, broad shoulders, inverted triangle back-to-waist ratio, and arms that are thicker than my calves when relaxed,

Hiccup~ Can't I just suck it? Her phantom limb got hard when she saw it.

After taking the Taipo Pill, most of the minor wounds have scabbed over, but the through wound on the abdomen still looks very serious.

After hesitating for a while, Meng Jiao took out the spiritual spring water that had been diluted many times before, wet it with cotton cloth and began to wipe him.

While rubbing, I admired the man's double-open chest and abdomen, his charming bronze skin, and the obvious mermaid line on his waist that extended into his clothes.

Damn, why does his chest look so good to be rubbed without any effort? He hasn’t woken up yet, right?

Ahem, I am somewhat perverted.

She wrapped all the injured parts of his body with gauze soaked in diluted spiritual spring water. Meng Jiao took a small handkerchief and pretended to clean his body, but in fact she was going to the chest and abdominal muscles that she had longed for.

"Hey, why is there dust here? Hey, why is there blood here? Let me help you wipe it off~"

He said he was rubbing it, but he was pressing and kneading it for several times.

"Hehe, relax a little, otherwise your muscles will ache."

Jiang Yunye couldn't help but move his little finger. He felt that pair of soft and boneless hands were doing something strange on him.

From her voice, I could tell that the woman was not very old. Or perhaps, should I call her a girl?

When his mother was pregnant with him, she protected the late queen from the poisoned wine. Although she later took the antidote, she was still hurt.

When he was born, his family thought nothing was wrong because he was healthy. However, for some reason, as he grew older, he could no longer have any desire for anyone.

He could only get the pleasure of conquest through killing. The soldiers said he was a "beast" without emotions who only knew how to fight.

There were women in the frontier. Even at that time, there were clean women who were sentenced to the frontier and tried to climb into his bed to seek shelter.

But he was sickened by the smell before he even entered the tent. It was the first time in his life that he had killed a woman.

From then on, his reputation as a "beast" spread throughout the army, and no woman dared to get close to him.

But now, he didn't feel disgusted at all when this woman touched him with her hands. In fact, he felt a strange tingling pleasure in his body under the simple appreciation of the woman.

Meng Jiao had touched him enough and bandaged him, then took the warm chicken soup on the table and apologized three times.

"It's a sin, it's a sin. I didn't mean to touch your mask, but you don't eat and your body can't get enough nutrition. I've already applied medicine and bandaged your wound. I'll help you put it back after I feed you something. Don't be angry~"

Jiang Yunye listened to her words and suddenly felt a little afraid that she would take off the mask. He was an alien and was still injured.

Meng Jiao carefully untied the mask straps, mentally prepared for the rough man to be ordinary,

Why would you need a bicycle when you already have double doors? She can tolerate anything.

As soon as the mask was removed, Meng Jiao was stunned.

A high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, thick eyelashes, and messy stubble.

Isn't this a typical rough guy?

Meng Jiao hopes that the man who shaves his beard will not be as weird as the modern masked male gods... otherwise she will really be grateful!

However, on the right side of his eyebrow, from the corner of his forehead to under his eyelid, there was a scar that looked very scary.

Imagine this face turning cold, coupled with the scar, it is a bit scary.

Meng Jiao felt a little trembling as she watched.

Dam~ How can this man be so wild and beautiful? It's good to poke her XP~

Resisting the urge to take advantage of the situation, Meng Jiao silently said, "Emptiness is color, color is emptiness," and obediently fed the man and drank the chicken soup in the bowl.

Jiang Yunye felt the girl's pause and thought she was disgusted.

Yes, who would like that rough appearance and horrific scars? I can't help but feel lost.

After a short while, the girl gently fed him chicken soup spoonful by spoonful, and carefully wiped the excess soup that could not be controlled from the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Yunye thought again, it shouldn’t be that annoying, right?

I was really sleepy today. After packing everything and putting on the mask of a man, Meng Jiao moved the only table in the room closer to the wooden bed.

Fortunately, Meng Jiao was of average height, and she was petite. She was only about 1.6 meters tall, and she leaned close to the man's furnace-like body. She couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

In case the man wakes up before her the next day, she swallows the Qianjiao Baimei pills before going to bed.

However, she forgot that the pills had a special fragrance. She slept soundly, but the man next to her who woke up in the middle of the night but couldn't move suffered a miserable night.

Jiang Yunye opened his eyes at 12:30 a.m. The knife of the black-clothed man who attacked him was poisoned. Although he swallowed the antidote he carried with him, the poison was still there. However, the antidote bought him time to escape.

When the little girl carried him back, he was surprised to find that he was somewhat conscious, but he could not speak and was only awake for a short while.

But he opened his eyes now, which meant that the little girl must have fed him something to detoxify him, or even some miraculous antidote that could take effect in a short time, otherwise he would not be able to wake up at all.

After waking up, he could always smell a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose. The fragrance seemed to have a hook, stirring his old emotional nerves that had not been moved for thirty years.

After nearly half an hour, he was finally able to turn his neck, and looked towards the direction where the fragrance came from.

He couldn't see the girl's face in the dark night, he only knew that she was huddled beside him obediently like a civet cat.

The glowing white skin is dazzling in the dark night, and the subtle fragrance is pervasive.

Jiang Yunye stared at her for a long time, his neck was stiff but he was reluctant to turn his head.

I just want to see the girl's face clearly the moment the sunlight shines into the room.