The Demon-Like Lover of the Playful Lord

He didn't tell Mu Changan that the sword running through his half body could have been avoided, but at the last moment, he did not avoid it.

Because he wanted Mu Chang'an to sew him a needle again, and even those used needles and threads were reluctant to throw it, so he would carry it with him, and would take it out when he was fine.

Such an idea made him feel crazy, in order to make her leave a little more mark on him, in order to win her sympathy, he would use this kind of inferior method to show that he was disdainful, but could not control it Thoughts, these days, he always remembered that Mu Changan kept his head down and focused on stitching him, and that look was completely carved into his heart.

After making the firewood, Mu Changan roasted the needle on the fire and sighed heavily, "Leng Qiancheng, you actually forced me into a doctor. I don't know I can still do such a professional thing."

"Do it a few more times and you'll become proficient."

"Don't you feel pain because you're a masochist?"

Although Mu Changan has tried his best to make herself lighter, but this needle is really blunt, and she has a little hand shake, so the process must be very painful. Leng Qiancheng is really not an ordinary person, and he is not afraid of pain.

Of course it hurts. If he could keep her and make her change her view, he would be willing to hurt.

"It's because you think about things too terribly, and it doesn't hurt that much."

Mu Changan did not delay, unbuttoning Leng Qiancheng's shirt, and seeing a deep blood hole on the abdomen, she couldn't help getting a little cyanosis. The mark she sewed last time was still there, with crooked scars on it. It's as ugly as it is ugly.

The last time Leng Qiancheng was injured was also a victim of her. This time, too. Seeing such a shocking injury, Mu Changan's guilt grew more and more guilty. "Sorry, Leng Qiancheng has hurt you again."

"It's just a little hurt, little girl, I know you don't believe me, I did lie to you, it's only that time, but now you can believe me? I really want to make you a friend."

Mu Changan and Leng Qiancheng talked, but did not look up. "We are now at the turn of life and death. Of course you are my friend. You can bear it. I try to be quick as possible. I did n’t let you take this last time. Has the needle changed? You still have such a dull needle. "

"I don't hurt."

Leng Qiancheng just frowned slightly, without any pain on his face.

Mu Changan took his words, "I'm sore."

"to beat."

"Leng Qiancheng, you really can't chat."

Mu Changan talked to him on one occasion, but also wanted to divert his attention, lest he be too painful, and Leng Qiancheng also cooperated very well. Know how to answer Mu Changan's words.

At last he asked carefully, "Little girl, would you find it boring to talk to me?"

"It's okay, I'll teach you lest you be a monk for life."

At this time, Yuzheng returned after picking up the medicine, and saw Mu Changan suture the wound to Leng Qiancheng again, and put down the herbal medicine in his hand, with a surprised look. After the last time, Mu Changan had calmed down a lot, and was somewhat proud. See if I'm sewing well, I'm about to sew it up. It seems I can find a doctor to study hard. Maybe I can become a famous doctor? "

Yuxi glanced at Leng Qiancheng lying on the ground with sympathy. "Miss, you sewed your skirt in."

Mu Chang'an was a little dumbfounded. Looking closely, his half skirt was indeed sewn into the wound of Leng Qiancheng. This is really ...

Leng Qiancheng also heard this, and there were fine sweat beads on his forehead, but it was not obvious at night. This was probably retribution. Seeing Mu Changan was guilty and embarrassed, he couldn't help but be a little funny, "Little girl , I'm fine, you take it down and resew. "

"Leng Qiancheng, sorry, I didn't mean it, I ..."

"Sew again, I'm fine."

If something happens, you have to say that everything is fine, otherwise the little girl will definitely go on strike, and he can only endure.

"Seriously wondering if you have no painful nerves."

Mu Changan murmured that she had never seen such a person who was not afraid of pain. Instead, she had fainted. Even if she didn't feel dizzy, she would be asked to stun her, which she couldn't bear.

"Little girl, do it! This time you can see clearly. If you drop something in it again, I will rely on you in my life."

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