441 Chapter 441 Who Fell Who?

At this time, even Yingyi's eyes moved slightly, and there was a strange look on his face when he saw the closed door, and he thought to himself: In this day and night, even if the master thinks about ghost doctors again, he shouldn't mess around, right? ?

Thinking of this, he coughed lightly and said solemnly: "Don't think about it, what can the two of you do in it during the day?"

Gray Wolf glanced at him contemptuously: "How do you know I'm thinking without thinking?" As soon as his voice fell, an excited smile appeared on his face: "Although I really want the master and the ghost doctor to work in it. What, but, you're right, in the middle of the day, the master should not be so indecisive.? 81 Chinese website w=w≠w.81zw.com"

But as soon as these words came to an end, hearing the ghost doctor's scolding and the eager voice of the master coming from inside, the expressions of the two became strange again.

"Damn! What are you doing!"

"You can't take it off yourself, I have to do it myself."

"Hey! Asshole! Don't tear my clothes!"

"You can see it if you don't tear it."

"Go away!"

"Don't move."

"Hey! My waist! It hurts, take it easy!"

"Just relax, it won't hurt in a while."

Hearing this, the two people who were guarding outside the courtyard were dumbfounded. They stared at the room with the doors and windows closed. They were excited, excited, and surprised.

Master, did you throw the ghost doctor? Are you still running errands during the day? Is this too violent?

However, in the room, it was another scene.

Feng Jiu was lying on the bed, the red clothes on her body were torn apart by Hell Lord at the waist, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin, but at this moment, there was a black green on this skin, Hell Lord was wiping the black and green area. Apply the medicine, and then gently rub it so that the blood stasis can be dissolved.

Every time he rubbed it, Feng Jiu's hissing gasping sound came back. Even though he didn't use much force, he still saw a layer of sweat seeping out from her forehead in pain. Seeing her little face wrinkled into a ball, he She couldn't help but feel distressed for a while, and the movements in her hands also became lighter. The original light rubbing became a light touch. This time, it was no longer painful, but Feng Jiu had goose bumps all over her body.

"Okay, okay, don't knead."

Hearing the disgusting words on her face, Hell's face turned dark properly, but when she thought that he made her waist green, she couldn't get angry, and then thinking of her previous violent waves, her ears couldn't help. It's hot, now that the suffocating breath has disappeared, and then there is a trace of discomfort.

But he is a arrogant person, even if he is not there, he will not let her see it. Therefore, he has a dark face, pursed his thin lips, took a step back with a cold look, and stood by the bed and looked at him. Lying woman.

His eyes fell on the clothes torn by her, his eyes moved slightly, he coughed lightly, and asked, "Where are your clothes? I will bring you a set to change."

Feng Jiu glared at him and said angrily: "Go out, call Leng Shuang for me, and have someone prepare water for me to take a bath."

Hell Lord glanced at her, his face was a little hot and uncomfortable when his eyes passed over her red and swollen lips, he quickly looked away, and replied with a cold face: "Well, you lie on your back. Come on! I will help you call someone."

With that said, he stepped out and walked out.

Feng Jiuyin kept staring at him, so she looked at his uncomfortable expression and red ears, and was slightly surprised. After he left the room and closed the door, she couldn't help spit scolded.

"Pretend!"