Chapter 638 You Are the Devil and Belong to Me (Monthly Ticket Plus More)

There was a trace of regret in her eyes that she didn't even notice, but soon, she was completely attracted by the pain in her foot. It really hurt, it was pierced very deep, and when it was pulled out, the flesh and blood came out.

They were the only ones in the castle. Ye Ling put one of her legs on his legs and applied medicine to her. The bleeding had been going on for a while, and it got better after applying the medicine. The bleeding speed was very slow. Shen Qianshu was sweating coldly and shivering in pain.

"Did I bleed a bowl of blood?"

"You deserve it!" Ye Ling looked at her with a bad face, and suddenly froze. No matter how many harsh words he said, he couldn't say them. She was really in great pain. Her eyes were red from crying, and cold sweat wet her hair.

Several strands of hair were scattered on her cheeks.

Sticking to her fair face.

Adding a bit of ravaged style.

His harsh words were blocked for a while, and there was no more.

Shen Qianshu was still waiting for him to scold, but suddenly there was no sound. He was a little uncomfortable and looked at him anxiously, "I'm sorry."

You are so fierce.

Of course I have to run away.

Who knows you are afraid that I will step on the porcelain.

Sir, you are so kind.

Although you look fierce, you are kind at heart.

So nice.

Ye Ling lowered his head and wrapped her with gauze, wrapping her foot into a small bun.

He paused slightly at her ankle and rubbed her small tattoo.

It was a black rose, and the workmanship was quite delicate.

Very sexy.

He stared at her ankle, "When did you put it on?"

"Yesterday."

"Why did you put a tattoo?"

Shen Qianshu lowered his head and pursed his lips without saying anything. When he went back yesterday, he passed by a small stall. The owner was a French girl. Shen Qianshu was learning French recently and was very brave. After leaving the castle, she actually talked to people in poor French on the literary street to practice her oral English.

The French girl said that the flower language of the black rose is, you are a devil, and you belong to me!

She was possessed by a ghost and put on the tattoo.

Originally, she wanted to put it on the side of her chest.

But she felt that others could not see it, so she chose the ankle.

Extra sexy.

She shook her head and her face turned red again. Ye Ling narrowed his eyes and said nothing more.

Shen Qianshu suddenly remembered many things seven years ago. He was half asleep and half awake, and he was filled with sorrow.

You are a demon, and you belong to me.

Seven years ago, I had bad intentions towards you.

Unfortunately, dreams cannot come true.

She trembled and pulled Ye Ling's hand, tears streaming down her face, "Sir, you lied to me."

"I know.

Ye Ling looked at her with tears streaming down her face, and he didn't know what she was thinking. His eyes were deep. He stared at her face and reached out to gently wipe away her tears, "Don't cry."

But the more he wiped away his tears, the more tears he had.

"Hold on for a while." Ye Ling said, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that seven years ago, when I was in the castle, one day you were lying on the sofa and I went to tease you." She smiled foolishly, still with tears.

"How did you tease me?"

"I touched your lips and you held me."

Ye Ling was silent for a moment, Shen Qianshu gently rubbed his palm, "Sir, you fell asleep that year and didn't know anything, right?"

This has always been an unsolved mystery in her heart.

He never mentioned it, as if it had never happened.

Ye Ling, "I sleep lightly, anyone who comes close can feel it."

"Ah..."

So, you know.

Ye Ling said, "Shen Qianshu, are you stupid? If I don't want you to, do you think you can tease me?"

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