Chapter 29.1
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29. Wrapping up (1)
Yu Qingjia’s tone was like that of a bully, and she said it all in one go, with extraordinary momentum. Murong Yan was seriously infuriated by her, but after thinking about it, he wasn’t really the type who would be embarrassed just because his body might be seen.
Also, his injury has been bleeding out for a while now, and since she doesn’t care then why would he have any scruples?
After Yu Qingjia finished her speech, her momentum immediately deflated like a balloon that had a hole punctured on it. However, she still had to continue with the bravado even though she had no confidence.
She sat calmly and upright, while staring at Murong Yan
Trying to fiddle around with his clothes. When she saw the injury on Murong Yan’s back that was oozing with blood, and fine sweat leaking on his forehead, she subconsciously, reached out her hand out of habit, and said,
“Let me do it.”
Her hand was immediately clasped by someone halfway. Murong Yan looked so delicate as a Jade in the moonlight, and said with a cold and icy tone,
“Aren’t you a woman? You can’t just say such casual words to a man.”
After she finished speaking, Yu Qingjia already realized that she said something stupid. Obviously, in the past she had always regarded Murong Yan like a sister of the same age, so if she saw him being uncomfortable, she would immediately reach out to help him but now it’s different.
The sister who she highly regarded for, was not a sister but a man. She was embarrassed and annoyed at herself, but she can’t change her habits that fast.
However, before she could even react, the other party had to righteously reject her. So she became angry even more. She was so angry that she didn’t want to speak to the scoundrel in front of her, but the other party just had to agitate her more and ask,
“Remember?”
Yu Qingjia glared at him, and was in a bad mood,
“Of course I do. Besides, who cares about you.”
Murong Yan pretended not to hear her mumblings. He tried to move his hand. Although moving it would cause him pain due to the injury on his back, he only frowned.
The movement of his hand did not pause at all. After this tossing, the injury that had finally closed and stopped bleeding, was torn open again, and the blood started to flow continuously.
Yu Qingjia’s face became solemn, after smelling the blood in the air. She immediately picked up the medicine box, and sat behind Murong Yan, after seeing his injury, she couldn’t help but gasp.
When she saw his pale complexion earlier, she thought his injury might be serious. However, seeing how he was acting like it didn’t bother him at all, she concluded that she could be wrong.
However, looking at his injury now, she didn’t expect it to be ‘This’ serious at all. The injury on his shoulder ran down to his waist, almost diagonally across his entire back. It looked like it had been cut open by a slash of a sword.
With the matter at hand, Yu Qingjia couldn’t care less about being shy anymore, and immediately opened the medicine box. When her fingers touched the sore medicine and cotton cloth, she hesitated.
The entire courtyard was not lit, and their only source of light was the moonlight shining through the wooden window.
Murong Yan’s face was pale, and looked almost transparent under the baptism of the moonlight. He noticed her movement, and immediately asked,
“What’s wrong?”
“I… I have never bandaged such a huge injury before, if I accidentally pressed it too hard, wouldn’t you be in pain?”
It turned out to be like this, probably for her, just scratching the skin is already considered a serious injury before, how could she have seen such a hideous and ugly injury?
He suddenly felt uncomfortable about it, he was about to grab the medicine and deal with it himself, but Yu Qingjia stopped him, and squinted her eyes,
“Don’t move. Although I’m clumsy, I’m still better than you. Your injury is on your back. You can’t see anything, nor reach out to it. Won’t you suffer even more, if you move too much?”
Murong Yan knew that it was inconvenient for him to move around. Seeing how the wound on his back tore open just because of a casual movement from him, he decided to take his hand back, take a breath and said in a low voice,
“Alright, first take out the wine and clean the wound. Don’t worry about me, you can just pour it all down slowly. Then sprinkle the golden sore medicine…”
Yu Qingjia’s hands holding the cotton cloth were shaking, although Murong Yan said that she could just pour the wine down directly onto the injury, but how could she just sit back and watch him suffer like this?
She uncorked the wine, dampened a cotton cloth, and carefully wiped the edges of the wound first. Her movements were soft and light, as if she was dealing with something fragile.
The moonlight is just right tonight, but without lights, it’s still too dark for such delicate work. She could only move closer, while staring wide-eyed at the hideous injury on Murong Yan’s back.
Yu Qingjia’s breath softly fluttered on his back, tickling his spine like a feather if nothing else. The sound of her breathing mixed with the scent of strong alcohol slowly emanated from one place and gradually surrounded his entire body.
He does not allow himself to touch wine, his reason was because he might easily lose control with it. Alcohol, Sex and other things with stimulation will only add fuel to the fire.
But now, the mellow scent of wine was incessantly assaulting his nose, while Yu Qingjia, who he doesn’t know what she was thinking, moved closer.
What the hell is he supposed to do?
Yu Qingjia accidentally pressed hard on Murong Yan’s injury with a wine-soaked cotton cloth.
She was taken aback, and quickly lowered her head and blew on it like her mother and Bai Zhi did, everytime they wiped her wounds when she was a child. She looked so distressed, and because of guilt, her voice immediately changed,
“I’m sorry, I’m so clumsy. I accidentally pressed it too hard. Are you okay? Does it hurt?”
The muscles on Murong Yan’s back were tensed up immediately, and after a while, he turned his head to the other side and said in a low voice,
“It’s okay.”
He paused for a moment, and then added,
“Just hurry up.”
She was heartbroken because she thought that she had caused him so much pain. So her movements became even gentler. By the time Yu Qingjia finally finished cleaning up the wound with a snail-like pace and then delicately sprinkled the golden sore medicine, Murong Yan had already broken out in cold sweats.
If it weren’t for the injury on his back, why would he endure this torture? Being injured by that sword couldn’t compare to the pain he had to go through just now.
So when it’s finally over, he let out a long sigh of relief, and was about to reach for his coat when his arm was suddenly stopped by Yu Qingjia,
“Don’t move, I haven’t wrapped the bandages yet.”
Yu Qingjia’s slender fingers just happened to Hold Murong Yan’s arm muscles, and Murong Yan’s body immediately stiffened. He then asked in a dumbfounded tone,
“You’re not done with the tossing?”
“Yes, I’m still waiting for the golden sore medicine to melt. Once the medicine fuses together with the injury, I can finally wrap it up with the bandages.”
“No need.”
He spat out a few words coldly,
“Do it now.”
“But what if the bleeding doesn’t stop and it bursts open later?”
Yu Qingjia refused, but Murong Yan saw that she would actually still dare to bargain with him, so he immediately reached his hand back to get the cotton cloth himself. Yu Qingjia could only hold his hand down in a hurry,
“Don’t move around, I’ll wrap it up for you. Stop moving, the injury will crack!”
It was still inconvenient for him to look behind his back after all so he did. He let her grab the cotton cloth from his hand, while humming lightly. Yu Qingjia then gently shook the cotton cloth off.
She held both ends of the cotton cloth with both hands and only when he saw him unfold his arms did she finally realize that the situation was not right.
‘This…’
Although Murong Yan is tall and thin, with slender and strong bones, he is a man after all. His shoulders are much wider than Yu Qingjia’s, so when he unfolded his arms, she couldn’t even encircle him.
Yu Qingjia stopped in embarrassment, Murong Yan waited for a while, and slowly raised his eyebrows,
“What’s wrong again?”
“Nothing.”
Yu Qingjia shook her head and stiffly put the fabric over his injury, and when it was about to reached to his chest, Yu Qingjia couldn’t reach it with all her strength, so she could only blush and say,
“I can’t reach it, please help me bring the cloth ball up.”
Yu Qingjia half-kneeled on the bed, with one hand pressed on the injury, while the other hand was wrapped around his shoulder and was straddling the top of his chest.
Murong Yan’s face couldn’t help but blush as well, his fingertips touched that cloth ball, did not even look directly, and threw it behind. Behind him Yu Qingjia gave an “Oops” sound, and then went down to chase after the cloth ball. Murong Yan was in disbelief,
“So close and you can’t even catch it?”
“The courtyard is so dark, who can catch it.”
Yu Qingjia did not think it was her own problem at all, this time she passed the cotton cloth around the injury on his back to the front with a very enthusiastic reminder,
“Don’t throw it this time, just directly hand it over to me.”
Probably because she was afraid that Murong Yan could not see, she crossed one of her hands in front of him and shook it.
Murong Yan kept a straight face, while sliding his Adam’s apple up and down on his slender neck, then he finally put the stupid cloth ball into Yu Qingjia’s palm as promised.
The two of them handed and took the cotton ball together continuously, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. The wound that had tortured Murong Yan all night was finally wrapped up.
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29. Wrapping up (1)
Yu Qingjia’s tone was like that of a bully, and she said it all in one go, with extraordinary momentum. Murong Yan was seriously infuriated by her, but after thinking about it, he wasn’t really the type who would be embarrassed just because his body might be seen.
Also, his injury has been bleeding out for a while now, and since she doesn’t care then why would he have any scruples?
After Yu Qingjia finished her speech, her momentum immediately deflated like a balloon that had a hole punctured on it. However, she still had to continue with the bravado even though she had no confidence.
She sat calmly and upright, while staring at Murong Yan
Trying to fiddle around with his clothes. When she saw the injury on Murong Yan’s back that was oozing with blood, and fine sweat leaking on his forehead, she subconsciously, reached out her hand out of habit, and said,
“Let me do it.”
Her hand was immediately clasped by someone halfway. Murong Yan looked so delicate as a Jade in the moonlight, and said with a cold and icy tone,
“Aren’t you a woman? You can’t just say such casual words to a man.”
After she finished speaking, Yu Qingjia already realized that she said something stupid. Obviously, in the past she had always regarded Murong Yan like a sister of the same age, so if she saw him being uncomfortable, she would immediately reach out to help him but now it’s different.
The sister who she highly regarded for, was not a sister but a man. She was embarrassed and annoyed at herself, but she can’t change her habits that fast.
However, before she could even react, the other party had to righteously reject her. So she became angry even more. She was so angry that she didn’t want to speak to the scoundrel in front of her, but the other party just had to agitate her more and ask,
“Remember?”
Yu Qingjia glared at him, and was in a bad mood,
“Of course I do. Besides, who cares about you.”
Murong Yan pretended not to hear her mumblings. He tried to move his hand. Although moving it would cause him pain due to the injury on his back, he only frowned.
The movement of his hand did not pause at all. After this tossing, the injury that had finally closed and stopped bleeding, was torn open again, and the blood started to flow continuously.
Yu Qingjia’s face became solemn, after smelling the blood in the air. She immediately picked up the medicine box, and sat behind Murong Yan, after seeing his injury, she couldn’t help but gasp.
When she saw his pale complexion earlier, she thought his injury might be serious. However, seeing how he was acting like it didn’t bother him at all, she concluded that she could be wrong.
However, looking at his injury now, she didn’t expect it to be ‘This’ serious at all. The injury on his shoulder ran down to his waist, almost diagonally across his entire back. It looked like it had been cut open by a slash of a sword.
With the matter at hand, Yu Qingjia couldn’t care less about being shy anymore, and immediately opened the medicine box. When her fingers touched the sore medicine and cotton cloth, she hesitated.
The entire courtyard was not lit, and their only source of light was the moonlight shining through the wooden window.
Murong Yan’s face was pale, and looked almost transparent under the baptism of the moonlight. He noticed her movement, and immediately asked,
“What’s wrong?”
“I… I have never bandaged such a huge injury before, if I accidentally pressed it too hard, wouldn’t you be in pain?”
It turned out to be like this, probably for her, just scratching the skin is already considered a serious injury before, how could she have seen such a hideous and ugly injury?
He suddenly felt uncomfortable about it, he was about to grab the medicine and deal with it himself, but Yu Qingjia stopped him, and squinted her eyes,
“Don’t move. Although I’m clumsy, I’m still better than you. Your injury is on your back. You can’t see anything, nor reach out to it. Won’t you suffer even more, if you move too much?”
Murong Yan knew that it was inconvenient for him to move around. Seeing how the wound on his back tore open just because of a casual movement from him, he decided to take his hand back, take a breath and said in a low voice,
“Alright, first take out the wine and clean the wound. Don’t worry about me, you can just pour it all down slowly. Then sprinkle the golden sore medicine…”
Yu Qingjia’s hands holding the cotton cloth were shaking, although Murong Yan said that she could just pour the wine down directly onto the injury, but how could she just sit back and watch him suffer like this?
She uncorked the wine, dampened a cotton cloth, and carefully wiped the edges of the wound first. Her movements were soft and light, as if she was dealing with something fragile.
The moonlight is just right tonight, but without lights, it’s still too dark for such delicate work. She could only move closer, while staring wide-eyed at the hideous injury on Murong Yan’s back.
Yu Qingjia’s breath softly fluttered on his back, tickling his spine like a feather if nothing else. The sound of her breathing mixed with the scent of strong alcohol slowly emanated from one place and gradually surrounded his entire body.
He does not allow himself to touch wine, his reason was because he might easily lose control with it. Alcohol, Sex and other things with stimulation will only add fuel to the fire.
But now, the mellow scent of wine was incessantly assaulting his nose, while Yu Qingjia, who he doesn’t know what she was thinking, moved closer.
What the hell is he supposed to do?
Yu Qingjia accidentally pressed hard on Murong Yan’s injury with a wine-soaked cotton cloth.
She was taken aback, and quickly lowered her head and blew on it like her mother and Bai Zhi did, everytime they wiped her wounds when she was a child. She looked so distressed, and because of guilt, her voice immediately changed,
“I’m sorry, I’m so clumsy. I accidentally pressed it too hard. Are you okay? Does it hurt?”
The muscles on Murong Yan’s back were tensed up immediately, and after a while, he turned his head to the other side and said in a low voice,
“It’s okay.”
He paused for a moment, and then added,
“Just hurry up.”
She was heartbroken because she thought that she had caused him so much pain. So her movements became even gentler. By the time Yu Qingjia finally finished cleaning up the wound with a snail-like pace and then delicately sprinkled the golden sore medicine, Murong Yan had already broken out in cold sweats.
If it weren’t for the injury on his back, why would he endure this torture? Being injured by that sword couldn’t compare to the pain he had to go through just now.
So when it’s finally over, he let out a long sigh of relief, and was about to reach for his coat when his arm was suddenly stopped by Yu Qingjia,
“Don’t move, I haven’t wrapped the bandages yet.”
Yu Qingjia’s slender fingers just happened to Hold Murong Yan’s arm muscles, and Murong Yan’s body immediately stiffened. He then asked in a dumbfounded tone,
“You’re not done with the tossing?”
“Yes, I’m still waiting for the golden sore medicine to melt. Once the medicine fuses together with the injury, I can finally wrap it up with the bandages.”
“No need.”
He spat out a few words coldly,
“Do it now.”
“But what if the bleeding doesn’t stop and it bursts open later?”
Yu Qingjia refused, but Murong Yan saw that she would actually still dare to bargain with him, so he immediately reached his hand back to get the cotton cloth himself. Yu Qingjia could only hold his hand down in a hurry,
“Don’t move around, I’ll wrap it up for you. Stop moving, the injury will crack!”
It was still inconvenient for him to look behind his back after all so he did. He let her grab the cotton cloth from his hand, while humming lightly. Yu Qingjia then gently shook the cotton cloth off.
She held both ends of the cotton cloth with both hands and only when he saw him unfold his arms did she finally realize that the situation was not right.
‘This…’
Although Murong Yan is tall and thin, with slender and strong bones, he is a man after all. His shoulders are much wider than Yu Qingjia’s, so when he unfolded his arms, she couldn’t even encircle him.
Yu Qingjia stopped in embarrassment, Murong Yan waited for a while, and slowly raised his eyebrows,
“What’s wrong again?”
“Nothing.”
Yu Qingjia shook her head and stiffly put the fabric over his injury, and when it was about to reached to his chest, Yu Qingjia couldn’t reach it with all her strength, so she could only blush and say,
“I can’t reach it, please help me bring the cloth ball up.”
Yu Qingjia half-kneeled on the bed, with one hand pressed on the injury, while the other hand was wrapped around his shoulder and was straddling the top of his chest.
Murong Yan’s face couldn’t help but blush as well, his fingertips touched that cloth ball, did not even look directly, and threw it behind. Behind him Yu Qingjia gave an “Oops” sound, and then went down to chase after the cloth ball. Murong Yan was in disbelief,
“So close and you can’t even catch it?”
“The courtyard is so dark, who can catch it.”
Yu Qingjia did not think it was her own problem at all, this time she passed the cotton cloth around the injury on his back to the front with a very enthusiastic reminder,
“Don’t throw it this time, just directly hand it over to me.”
Probably because she was afraid that Murong Yan could not see, she crossed one of her hands in front of him and shook it.
Murong Yan kept a straight face, while sliding his Adam’s apple up and down on his slender neck, then he finally put the stupid cloth ball into Yu Qingjia’s palm as promised.
The two of them handed and took the cotton ball together continuously, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. The wound that had tortured Murong Yan all night was finally wrapped up.
29. Wrapping up 1Yu Qingjia's tone was like that of a bully, and she said it all in one go, with extraordinary momentum. Murong Yan was seriously infuriated by her, but after thinking about it, he wasn't really the type who would be embarrassed just because his body might be seen.Also, his injury has been bleeding out for a while now, and since she doesn't care then why would he have any scruples?After Yu Qingjia finished her speech, her momentum immediately deflated like a balloon that had a hole punctured on it. However, she still had to continue with the bravado even though she had no confidence.She sat calmly and upright, while staring at Murong YanTrying to fiddle around with his clothes. When she saw the injury on Murong Yan's back that was oozing with blood, and fine sweat leaking on his forehead, she subconsciously, reached out her hand out of habit, and said,Let me do it.Her hand was immediately clasped by someone halfway. Murong Yan looked so delicate as a Jade in the moonlight, and said with a cold and icy tone,Aren't you a woman? You can't just say such casual words to a man.After she finished speaking, Yu Qingjia already realized that she said something stupid. Obviously, in the past she had always regarded Murong Yan like a sister of the same age, so if she saw him being uncomfortable, she would immediately reach out to help him but now it's different.The sister who she highly regarded for, was not a sister but a man. She was embarrassed and annoyed at herself, but she can't change her habits that fast.However, before she could even react, the other party had to righteously reject her. So she became angry even more. She was so angry that she didn't want to speak to the scoundrel in front of her, but the other party just had to agitate her more and ask,Remember?Yu Qingjia glared at him, and was in a bad mood,Of course I do. Besides, who cares about you.Murong Yan pretended not to hear her mumblings. He tried to move his hand. Although moving it would cause him pain due to the injury on his back, he only frowned.The movement of his hand did not pause at all. After this tossing, the injury that had finally closed and stopped bleeding, was torn open again, and the blood started to flow continuously.Yu Qingjia's face became solemn, after smelling the blood in the air. She immediately picked up the medicine box, and sat behind Murong Yan, after seeing his injury, she couldn't help but gasp.When she saw his pale complexion earlier, she thought his injury might be serious. However, seeing how he was acting like it didn't bother him at all, she concluded that she could be wrong.However, looking at his injury now, she didn't expect it to be This' serious at all. The injury on his shoulder ran down to his waist, almost diagonally across his entire back. It looked like it had been cut open by a slash of a sword.With the matter at hand, Yu Qingjia couldn't care less about being shy anymore, and immediately opened the medicine box. When her fingers touched the sore medicine and cotton cloth, she hesitated.The entire courtyard was not lit, and their only source of light was the moonlight shining through the wooden window.Murong Yan's face was pale, and looked almost transparent under the baptism of the moonlight. He noticed her movement, and immediately asked,What's wrong?I I have never bandaged such a huge injury before, if I accidentally pressed it too hard, wouldn't you be in pain?It turned out to be like this, probably for her, just scratching the skin is already considered a serious injury before, how could she have seen such a hideous and ugly injury?He suddenly felt uncomfortable about it, he was about to grab the medicine and deal with it himself, but Yu Qingjia stopped him, and squinted her eyes,Don't move. Although I'm clumsy, I'm still better than you. Your injury is on your back. You can't see anything, nor reach out to it. Won't you suffer even more, if you move too much?Murong Yan knew that it was inconvenient for him to move around. Seeing how the wound on his back tore open just because of a casual movement from him, he decided to take his hand back, take a breath and said in a low voice,Alright, first take out the wine and clean the wound. Don't worry about me, you can just pour it all down slowly. Then sprinkle the golden sore medicineYu Qingjia's hands holding the cotton cloth were shaking, although Murong Yan said that she could just pour the wine down directly onto the injury, but how could she just sit back and watch him suffer like this?She uncorked the wine, dampened a cotton cloth, and carefully wiped the edges of the wound first. Her movements were soft and light, as if she was dealing with something fragile.The moonlight is just right tonight, but without lights, it's still too dark for such delicate work. She could only move closer, while staring wide-eyed at the hideous injury on Murong Yan's back.Yu Qingjia's breath softly fluttered on his back, tickling his spine like a feather if nothing else. The sound of her breathing mixed with the scent of strong alcohol slowly emanated from one place and gradually surrounded his entire body.He does not allow himself to touch wine, his reason was because he might easily lose control with it. Alcohol, Sex and other things with stimulation will only add fuel to the fire.But now, the mellow scent of wine was incessantly assaulting his nose, while Yu Qingjia, who he doesn't know what she was thinking, moved closer.What the hell is he supposed to do?Yu Qingjia accidentally pressed hard on Murong Yan's injury with a wine-soaked cotton cloth.She was taken aback, and quickly lowered her head and blew on it like her mother and Bai Zhi did, everytime they wiped her wounds when she was a child. She looked so distressed, and because of guilt, her voice immediately changed,I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy. I accidentally pressed it too hard. Are you okay? Does it hurt?The muscles on Murong Yan's back were tensed up immediately, and after a while, he turned his head to the other side and said in a low voice,It's okay.He paused for a moment, and then added,Just hurry up.She was heartbroken because she thought that she had caused him so much pain. So her movements became even gentler. By the time Yu Qingjia finally finished cleaning up the wound with a snail-like pace and then delicately sprinkled the golden sore medicine, Murong Yan had already broken out in cold sweats.If it weren't for the injury on his back, why would he endure this torture? Being injured by that sword couldn't compare to the pain he had to go through just now.So when it's finally over, he let out a long sigh of relief, and was about to reach for his coat when his arm was suddenly stopped by Yu Qingjia,Don't move, I haven't wrapped the bandages yet.Yu Qingjia's slender fingers just happened to Hold Murong Yan's arm muscles, and Murong Yan's body immediately stiffened. He then asked in a dumbfounded tone,You're not done with the tossing?Yes, I'm still waiting for the golden sore medicine to melt. Once the medicine fuses together with the injury, I can finally wrap it up with the bandages.No need.He spat out a few words coldly,Do it now.But what if the bleeding doesn't stop and it bursts open later?Yu Qingjia refused, but Murong Yan saw that she would actually still dare to bargain with him, so he immediately reached his hand back to get the cotton cloth himself. Yu Qingjia could only hold his hand down in a hurry,Don't move around, I'll wrap it up for you. Stop moving, the injury will crack!It was still inconvenient for him to look behind his back after all so he did. He let her grab the cotton cloth from his hand, while humming lightly. Yu Qingjia then gently shook the cotton cloth off.She held both ends of the cotton cloth with both hands and only when he saw him unfold his arms did she finally realize that the situation was not right.This'Although Murong Yan is tall and thin, with slender and strong bones, he is a man after all. His shoulders are much wider than Yu Qingjia's, so when he unfolded his arms, she couldn't even encircle him.Yu Qingjia stopped in embarrassment, Murong Yan waited for a while, and slowly raised his eyebrows,What's wrong again?Nothing.Yu Qingjia shook her head and stiffly put the fabric over his injury, and when it was about to reached to his chest, Yu Qingjia couldn't reach it with all her strength, so she could only blush and say,I can't reach it, please help me bring the cloth ball up.Yu Qingjia half-kneeled on the bed, with one hand pressed on the injury, while the other hand was wrapped around his shoulder and was straddling the top of his chest.Murong Yan's face couldn't help but blush as well, his fingertips touched that cloth ball, did not even look directly, and threw it behind. Behind him Yu Qingjia gave an Oops sound, and then went down to chase after the cloth ball. Murong Yan was in disbelief,So close and you can't even catch it?The courtyard is so dark, who can catch it.Yu Qingjia did not think it was her own problem at all, this time she passed the cotton cloth around the injury on his back to the front with a very enthusiastic reminder,Don't throw it this time, just directly hand it over to me.Probably because she was afraid that Murong Yan could not see, she crossed one of her hands in front of him and shook it.Murong Yan kept a straight face, while sliding his Adam's apple up and down on his slender neck, then he finally put the stupid cloth ball into Yu Qingjia's palm as promised.The two of them handed and took the cotton ball together continuously, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. The wound that had tortured Murong Yan all night was finally wrapped up.
