graceful

The sickly Xi Shi is three points better than the other, and the most stunning beauty in the world is very lovable.

Tang Yu widened his eyes and stared at Ning Chen blankly.

Ning Chen took her hand and helped her sit on the couch. "I just came here not long ago, but I heard Yu'er's feelings. I didn't know that Yu'er couldn't tell me her feelings? How could you think that your feelings would become a burden to me?"

Tang Yu blushed and lowered his head without saying a word.

Ning Chen still remembered what he came here to confirm, so he pretended to speak casually.

"I already know Yu'er's feelings, and you saved me. It's time to change the bandage on your back. I will change the bandage on you myself. Just think of it as my small way of repaying Yu'er's love."

Tang Yu knew exactly what he was going to do. Not to mention that the wounds on her back were all real, she had a backup plan. Even if Ning Chen could see that the scars were new and had changed color, so what? She still had a scapegoat to use. Her thoughts were surging in her mind, but she acted like a proficient actress, pretending to be shy and innocent. Her little hands nervously clenched the fabric on her chest, and her ears were red.

"Your Highness, please let Xiaotao and Xiaoyuan help me change the medicine. How can Your Highness change the medicine for me personally? I..."

Ning Chen didn't say anything, he raised his hands and gently but firmly took away Tang Yu's hands that were covering his clothes, and then quickly unbuttoned the pajamas that Tang Yu was wearing.

After unbuttoning the pajamas, a pink peony flower bellyband is revealed.

The fullness in front of her body seemed to be about to burst through the small piece of cloth. Just one look at it, and Ning Chen suddenly felt his body heating up, and a surge of evil fire rushed to the three inches below his navel. In an instant, he thought of the time when he made love with her.

The two white rabbits were jumping before my eyes.

There is also the feeling that vibrates into your bones and feels as if you are floating in the air and is refreshing to your soul.

Tang Yu's face, ears, and even neck turned red.

Ning Chen looked away, pretending to be calm and helping Tang Yu take off his coat.

"Don't be shy, there's nothing on your body that I haven't touched."

"Your Highness..."

Ning Chen took two deep breaths without making any expression, calming the desire surging in his body.

"Turn around, I'll help you change the medicine."

Tang Yu's resistance was futile now, so he turned around obediently.

Ning Chen gently removed the gauze layer by layer. When he saw the hideous back, he felt distressed.

He scooped some fragrant dew onto his fingertips and applied it to the bruises and wounds. He rubbed it vigorously to make sure it was not fake.

But among the bruises, he suddenly discovered that the color below and above the bruise was different.

Obviously one was a new injury today, and the other was an old injury from yesterday or the day before yesterday. When he examined her today, he didn't pay any attention to this matter at all. He was only concerned about whether she was in pain.

But now...

Ning Chen's expression suddenly darkened.

The hand applying the medicine to Tang Yu became stronger, and Tang Yu could feel obvious pain.

"Hiss~ Your Highness, I feel some pain."

Ning Chen let go and threw the Ningxianglu into the medicine box. He picked up the handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"You feel the pain, how long are you going to lie to me!!"

Ning Chen's voice was low, suppressing his anger, and his whole body was full of oppression and ferocity. Tang Yu turned her head in panic and saw that Ning Chen was staring at her with disappointment and anger mixed in his eyes, as if he wanted to kill her with a sword.

Tang Yu knelt on the couch, his eyes evasive.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about? I don't have any old injuries. I..."

Ning Chen pinched Tang Yu's chin, his eyes fierce, "How dare you continue to lie to me? The bruises on your back are different colors, obviously a mixture of new and old injuries. You are using a self-torture trick on me, and I thought you were innocent and kind.