Chapter 269

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Putting down his doubts and incomprehensions, Wei Zhenhui was entangled in his heart when he saw his daughter-in-law crying, "Daughter-in-law, don't cry, if you cry again, I'll really go find someone else!"

Of course Su Mian knew that he was teasing her again, so she raised her fist and slammed it on his chest, "How dare you!"

Oh, his daughter-in-law is not weak, Wei Zhenhui took a breath of cold air.

Su Mian was startled. She obviously didn't use much effort just now, but Wei Zhenhui was obviously in real pain, and her eyebrows were wrinkled.

"It hurts? It really hurts?" Su Mian raised her little face with a smile like a flower bone and stared at him with a tenderness he had never seen before.

Wei Zhenhui didn't know why, his eyes sank and he quickly recovered, then nodded, "It doesn't hurt, daughter-in-law, you'll be fine if you smash it a few more times."

Without hesitation, Su Mian raised her hand and pressed it.

Wei Zhenhui squinted his eyes, no, his daughter-in-law is also real, so he just said it casually, how can he take it seriously?

Afterwards, Su Mian used her sharp eyes, and as she thought, Wei Zhenhui was shot again, but this time the position was not fatal.

"Are you injured?" After Su Mian finished speaking, he unbuttoned his shirt and Wei Zhenhui's body froze.

The daughter-in-law swiftly unbuttoned his shirt, this posture, how does it feel like the couple are going to sleep...

Wei Zhenhui only wore a military uniform. He was in good physical condition. Others were wearing wool vests, so he had already taken them off.

"It's okay, I participated in an ordinary mission some time ago, and it's much better." Wei Zhenhui lowered his head and watched Su Mian take out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, the same as the one he gave him last time.

Is it strange that the task that can make Wei Zhenhui injured is an ordinary task? Su Mian snorted coldly, and the applicator finger also pressed hard.

"Ah, daughter-in-law, take it lightly..."

"You can remember it lightly, the scar is healed and forget the pain." Su Mian rolled her eyes fiercely, but the force on her fingers was still small after all.

The wound wasn't deep, just an ordinary pistol. Wei Zhenhui is a vegetarian. Although it has not been a long time, new meat has grown in it.

Wei Zhenhui lowered his head, his whole body tense.

The daughter-in-law's fingers are so beautiful, slender and white, sliding slowly on his honey-colored chest. At first, he felt that the ointment was very comfortable, but after a while, he felt that the place where Su Mian touched began to shoot out flames, and then the whole chest seemed to be on fire.

"Daughter-in-law, it's alright." Wei Zhenhui rolled his Adam's apple, and what he said out of his mouth was completely out of line with his usual persona, and was indescribably low and hoarse. He was afraid of being touched by his daughter-in-law for a while, he really couldn't control himself.

It seemed that the training must be doubled in the future, and he found that he had no strength to speak in front of Su Mian.

Su Mian was completely unaware of someone's eagerness to move, and still followed her own, carefully smearing it, and blowing twice with her mouth from time to time, "How long are you going to stay?"

Wei Zhenhui's attention was focused on Su Mian's fingers and those few mouthfuls of immortal energy. When she asked this, he hurriedly calmed down, "At least three or four days, at most a week."

Su Mian nodded, didn't say anything, and applied several more layers, then took the ointment and put it on his table.

Wei Zhenhui let out a long sigh of relief, if his daughter-in-law continued to apply it like this, he would have nothing to do with it, he had to eat her.

Su Mian helped Wei Zhenhui fasten the buttons of his clothes again. Wei Zhenhui felt that he had to marry Su Mian as soon as possible. If he could watch it or not, he was going to suffocate to death!