The Demon-Like Lover of the Playful Lord

Leng Qiancheng said, when he untied his clothes and saw the wound, Mu Chang'an only felt a little scary, but his intestines had come out. The wound had festered and purged. Leng Qiancheng took a bag from his arms and handed it to Mu. Chang'an, "There are needles and threads in it. After I cut off the rotten meat, you help me sew up the wound. I am not good at sewing myself."

"Leng Qiancheng, this is still susceptible to infection."

"Others depend on God's providence. I'm very hard-dead and won't die so easily. Little girl, I know you want me to die. I did lie to you. This time I will definitely disappoint you. I and you have evened Now. "

Leng Qiancheng said, using a knife to scratch off the rotten meat on the wound, without humming, but just sweating on his forehead, and his clothes were soaked with sweat soon.

Mu Chang'an stared at Leng Qiancheng with a stunned look. He couldn't help raising a trace of respect. He really admired this perseverance, and she couldn't handle it with her. This powerful inner heart can only be right. I didn't frown with such a cruel hand, it is indeed a specially trained person.

Leng Qiancheng dropped the knife in his hand, and his voice was weak. "Little girl, it's your turn."

"Do you really want me to sew?"

Leng Qiancheng nodded.

"This needle looks blunt."

"Then use a little force."

Well, with a little effort, Mu Changan puts on the thread, sits on the ground, and can't pierce with a needle. This vague look of the flesh is scary, and she hasn't moved for a long time, and Leng Qiancheng is still up After joking, "I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of, is it a distress?"

"I will feel bad for you ... it's strange." Mu Changan took the needle and stuck it down. The needle was really blunt, but it couldn't be pulled out. Mu Changan's hands were full of blood and anxious sweat came out. Pulling it out, Leng Qiancheng endured the pain and said, "Tighten the thread a little."

"Then hold back a bit, I'll try my best."

Mu Changan's hand was shaking a little, so quickly, she slackened the line directly. She was suddenly stunned, and Leng Qiancheng was speechless. It was not wise to find this little girl to help. Obviously, he was willing to toss. Let her toss, this feeling is really very bad.

Leng Qiancheng calmly commanded, "Changing another one and starting again."

"Then I'll wear one more, and if I break again, I don't have the strength, how can I break, where did you buy this line, the quality is not good."

"Little girl, no matter how fast you move, I'm really going to die."

Mu Changan didn't dare to talk nonsense, and speeded up. She kept lowering her head to stitch Leng Qiancheng's wound. After the last stitch was sewn, the sky was already bright. Blood, then she poured the medicine powder on Leng Qiancheng's wound, and took out a cloth strip from the bag to bind Leng Qiancheng's wound.

"Little girl, I can't go back to Duan Wangfu. Will I follow you later?"

Mu Changan thought he had heard it wrong, and joked, "There is only a gatekeeper in the house, can you come?"

"Just kidding, you take it seriously, little girl, you're still cheating."

"I'm just kidding. I help you this time to pay back your last favor. Afterwards, we cleared up two, Leng Qiancheng. Although you can't go back to Duan Wangfu, Qingmutang went back. I'll go first. Take care of yourself. "

Leng Qiancheng wanted to call Mu Changan, but couldn't find any reason to keep it. Finally, he watched Mu Changan leave, but his heart was a little embarrassed. This little girl still had such a strong defense against him. He was probably crazy. , Actually would say such a thing for no reason.

Thinking of her stitching for herself, Leng Qiancheng had a faint smile on her mouth, this little girl was really cute.

This is no matter what she thinks about, she is a woman in the night scene, how cute she is, and her initiative is his enemy, and it is impossible for the two to become friends.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he was, and he found that his mind had been disturbed by this little girl, otherwise he would not do the stupid thing that knew he would be involved.

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