Chapter 1857

Mu Mian's face was red: "now It's day time. "

Tang Jian squinted at her: "just give you medicine, what does this have to do with day and night?"

Someone blushed to the point of bleeding: "no It doesn't matter. "

TANGJian grabbed her hand and led her upstairs.

In the room, Mu Mian looks at him at a loss. Because the floor is warm and warm, she only wears a beige sweater.

And because she had a wound on her back, she didn't wear an inner garment.

Tang Jian held out a tube of ointment and looked at her so cautiously that she was blushing.

He whispered, "get on the bed."

Mu Mian's mind is blank, Tang Jian says what is what, obediently lying on the big bed.

Then, he sat down beside her and put his big hand on her waist. She trembled slightly. The man's deep voice rang out: "what are you nervous about?"

Her voice was a little tight: "I I'm not nervous. "

He chuckled: "I just give you medicine, you don't think too much, huh?"

Mu Mian's face burned more severely. Xiao ran was blamed for saying those words, which made her fantasize.

Tang Jian gently rolled up the hem of her sweater. His cool fingers touched her back, and he felt the people trembling under his fingers.

He continued to roll up his sweater, and soon her scar appeared in front of him.

Already much better, bright red mixed with purple, still let people feel shocking.

He gently rubbed her wound with his finger pulp and said in a soft voice, "does it still hurt?"

Mu Mian lies on his arm and whispers, "it doesn't hurt much. It really does."

Tang Jian bowed his head and gently kissed her scar. Mu Mian gently shook: "you..."

His kiss is very gentle and devout, without any affection. After kissing, he slowly raised his head and said in a soft voice, "I'll wipe the medicine for you."

Finish saying, squeeze out the ointment in the hand, dip in index finger abdomen, gently spread to her wound.

Mu Mian: will my wound be ugly

He smiles: "not ugly, anything on you will not be ugly, very cute."

Mu Mian murmured: "I don't believe it. I haven't seen my wound. It's frightening and shocking."

Tang Ji'an's finger movement is very gentle, gently spreads the ointment: "I saw this wound's first reaction is heartache, has no other feeling."

Mu Mian said with a soft smile: "don't feel guilty and blame yourself. You should be glad that someone in the world loves you."

"Well, I'm very glad that at such a critical moment, you can jump on me at all costs."

Mu Mian shook her feet and was a little proud: "I think I'm very brave."

Tang Jian plastered her with ointment and covered it. Mu Mian sat up without noticing, forgetting that her clothes had been rolled up to her chest.

As soon as she sat up, she felt that the eyes of the people in front of her became hot. She looked down

Cough, cough She hastily pulled the sweater down, but was buttoned up in the back of her head by a man, and a strong kiss came to her face. She felt that the air in her mouth was to be absorbed by him, and she felt as if she could not breathe.

He put one hand on the back of her head, and the other gently stroked her face. His posture was extremely sentimental and tender, which made Mu Mian indulge in it and indulge in his strong and gentle strong kiss.