After taking care of the baby, the demon boss wants to play bad every day

Ye Chuyin concentrated on treating the festering wound for Qi Mofeng. Her technique was delicate and steady, removing the corrupt tissue bit by bit.

Under the stimulation of iodine, even if you have never experienced it yourself, you can imagine the excruciating pain.

"hiss……"

A gasp escaped Qi Mo's sealed mouth, pulling him abruptly back from the previous ambiguous scene to the painful reality.

Even though she heard his inhalation, Ye Chuyin's hands did not stop moving for a moment.

She pursed her red lips and blew gently on the wound on his shoulder, as if to relieve his pain in this way.

"Does it hurt you? I'll be gentler. Just bear with it. It will be over soon." She comforted him softly.

"Ah."

Qi Mofeng just responded softly, with forbearance evident in his voice.

If Ye Chuyin raised her head at this moment, she would see that Qi Mofeng's heart and eyes were full of deep affection for her. That kind of gentle and smiling eyes, without any words, could make people understand how deep his love was.

But unfortunately, Ye Chuyin's full attention was on his wound and he didn't notice this.

She is a crazy cultivator who has lived for 90,000 years. She is single-minded in pursuing supreme combat power and has long abandoned human love. Moreover, she was born with an incomplete soul and lacks the ability to empathize with others.

Even if she saw it, she would only think that Qi Mofeng had feelings for the 'Yin Yin' in his memory, not for her personally.

"Okay, the medicine has been applied, just put on a bandage. If you open the wound again, I won't be responsible," she warned.

"But, I was injured just now because I blocked the knife for you."

Qi Mofeng immediately restrained the love in his eyes, and his expression quickly became sad and lost, and the speed of his expression changing was comparable to the face-changing in Sichuan Opera.

At this moment, he continued like a young wife who had been let down:

"If Yinyin doesn't care, then you don't have to care! It doesn't matter if the wound festers. No one has ever cared whether I'm in pain or not anyway..."

Ye Chuyin finally stopped what she was doing, looked up and met Qi Mofeng's eyes with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"

She recalled the fight scene before and indeed remembered someone wielding a machete and slashing at her...

While she was still trying to recall, Qi Mofeng interrupted her thoughts and said:

"Or... I'll tie the bandage myself!" As he said that, he reached out and tried to take the gauze from Ye Chuyin's hand.

Ye Chuyin looked at him helplessly, and the moment Qi Mofeng's hand touched the bandage, he took Ye Chuyin's hand and looked at her pitifully:

"Yinyin, I really hope you can care about me a little more, even just a little bit."

Ye Chuyin was a little overwhelmed by his look and her face turned slightly red.

Seeing this, Qi Mofeng became bolder. He slowly approached Ye Chuyin and said in a low and magnetic voice:

"Yinyin, you know what? I really like you. From the first moment I saw you, I was irresistibly attracted to you."

Ye Chuyin's heartbeat quickened. She tried to break free from Qi Mofeng's hand, but he held it tightly. He continued:

"Don't avoid me, Yinyin, give me a chance, okay?"

After saying that, his face got closer and closer, and he was about to touch her...

Just then, their car was surrounded by a group of people, and someone was hitting the car with something, making a lot of noise.

Ye Chuyin came back to her senses immediately, pushed Qi Mofeng away, and hurriedly put her hand on his wound.

Qi Mofeng groaned, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, the moment he lowered his head and closed his eyes, anger surged in his eyes, and his cold eyes no longer looked like the young wife he had before!

This group of people once again disturbed his good deeds, they are simply courting death!!!

Ye Chuyin looked at the group of people outside the car, who looked like hooligans and were holding various inferior weapons similar to those before, and she understood.

"It must be the local tyrant's people who came to take revenge. I'll bandage your wound first, and then we can deal with them."

As Ye Chuyin spoke, she set up another barrier in the car, pulled the bandage back from Qi Mofeng's hand, quickly put gauze on it, and quickly wrapped the bandage around it. She then quickly treated the wound on her arm and bandaged it.

"Okay, now you can rest assured for a while. I'll go deal with the trouble outside." There was an unquestionable decisiveness in her tone.

Qi Mofeng wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Chuyin's determined look, he quickly helped him lay the car seat flat and swallowed the words back.

He knew Yinyin didn't want to open her wound again. Whatever, they were just ordinary thugs, easy to deal with.

I was secretly wondering whether it was right or wrong for me to deliberately get hurt in front of Yinyin again.

Ye Chuyin removed the barrier, took out the blood-red Scarlet Whip from the storage ring, opened the car door, and got out.

The breeze in the early morning was cool, causing her clothes to flutter gently.

Facing a group of arrogant hooligans armed with various weapons, she was not afraid at all, and her expression was as cold as ice. She first glanced at the damage to the car, then turned to look at the leader of the group:

"'Local tyrants', huh? You are courting death!"

Her voice was cold and clear, as if it came from the heavens, yet it was filled with an unchallengeable majesty.

The group of people obviously didn't expect that the woman who got off the car would be so beautiful, so calm and oppressive, and they were a little hesitant for a moment.

But they were here under orders after all, and after looking at each other, they still rushed forward together.

Ye Chuyin was not angry. She swung the whip in her hand slightly, and a swish sound of breaking through the air was heard in the air.

All those who rushed up were sent flying backwards, falling to the ground and groaning in pain.

In an instant, the originally noisy and chaotic scene became silent. Everyone fell to the ground, groaning in pain, and no one could stand up again.

"Call the local tyrant and tell him to deliver an identical car within ten minutes. Otherwise, I don't mind going to find him myself! When that happens, it won't be as simple as a whipping!"

After saying that, Ye Chuyin turned around and went back to the car. Qi Mofeng stood up and looked at her with complicated eyes.

She thought he wanted to personally teach those who smashed his luxury car a lesson.

"It's okay, it's all resolved. If they don't deliver the car when the time comes, don't blame me for being rude!"

Qi Mofeng looked at her deeply, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he spoke slowly:

"Yinyin, I'm holding you back."

Ye Chuyin gave him a mischievous wink and said with a smile:

"In that case, Mr. President, as long as you are willing to pay for the medical expenses and medicine, and also pay for the professional bodyguard, I am still willing to serve you. After all, who doesn't like to get along with a handsome guy who is pleasing to the eye!"