She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

Li Yaoche pursed his lips tightly, his cheeks puffed up, glaring angrily at Si Duanxiu, surnamed Jiang, and remained silent.

Well, intimidation is not enough to make a provocative method! Jiang Ru chuckled, and teased, "Li Erlang, don't act like a big girl defending your chastity, okay? I just want to heal a wound for you. Don't think too much about your own dirty mind. scare yourself."

Li Yaoche was taken aback, his handsome face blushed completely. Could it be that he was thinking too much? Did Duanxiu really just want to bandage his wound?

Now in the dog days, although the sun has just come out not long ago, it is already very hot. It is really unbearable for the wound on my back to be baked in the scorching sun.

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses! Li Yaoche was cruel, walked back quickly, and said viciously: "Okay! You treat my wound! But I warn you, don't play tricks with me!"

Jiang Ru smiled badly and said, "Is this how you treat your own doctor? Are you afraid that I will shake your hands later and make you hurt even more?"

"How dare you!" Li Yaoche bared his teeth angrily.

"You can try it." Jiang Ru smiled mischievously, turned and entered the room.

Li Yaoche was full of anger, but thinking that he came to make amends today, he held back for now. He sat on the embroidered pier next to the purple nanmu round table, watching with a vigilant look on Shi Duanxiu, surnamed Jiang, bustling around.

Jiang Ru took out clean white gauze from the cabinet, and ordered the servants to fetch clean water. She took out a small porcelain bottle and was just about to sprinkle the powder when she suddenly woke up and exclaimed in a low voice, "Ah, why did I forget about this?"

"What's the matter?" Li Yaoche's eyelids twitched, feeling bad.

"It needs to be disinfected before applying the medicine." Jiang Ruxie smiled and took a bottle of white wine casually, bit off the cork with her teeth and spit it out.

Li Yaoche was dazed for a moment, and found that Si Duanxiu looked at him like this... extraordinarily alluring. Then, he saw this deadly Duanxiu Gulu gulp down a big gulp of white wine, and then walk around behind him and spit it all out with a "poof".

"what!!"

The scorching pain immediately filled the entire back. The pain came so violently and urgently that Li Yaoche couldn't hold it back. The screams were so loud that the birds in the yard flew away in fright.

The maid sweeping the floor was also trembling with fright from the scream, and quickly hid away. My Sanqing Patriarch! The son of the world is too fierce, don't kill anyone!

"Jiang Ru!" Li Yaoche broke into a cold sweat in pain, turned his head to look at the dead sleeve behind him, and said angrily: "Are you trying to kill me?!"

Jiang Ru was shaken by the yelling, and said with a lack of confidence: "Yes... so, does it hurt?"

She used to watch shootout movies, didn't she just take a wine spray and spray it as a disinfectant, and she didn't see the protagonist and supporting roles so painful.

As soon as she thought of this, Li Yaoche grabbed her by the collar of her front collar. The latter was too forceful, and Jiang Ru was lifted up all of a sudden, and the whole person had to stand on tiptoe to touch the ground.

"Do you think it hurts?" Li Yaoche said with a sinister smile, "How about I cut you a few times, and then spray it with white wine to try?"

Jiang Ru was so frightened that she swallowed her saliva. The appearance of the other party reminded her of the hero in the book who ordered someone to cut off the limbs of the original owner. Her scalp was numb, her heart felt weak, and she couldn't even speak.

The system yelled: "Host! Take care of your character design! If you don't make corrections within three seconds, you will be punished by lightning! Three, two..."