Su Muer had just moved into the guest room and had not stepped onto the balcony. While she was stunned, Nangong Yaji opened the screen and walked in.

He looked at Su Muer holding the medicinal wine in his hand and asked, "I'll help you apply it."

"No!" Su Muer immediately refused.

"I just saw you touching the medicinal wine for yourself, but I didn't find it in many places. And your hands were so light, so where can the injuries on your waist and abdomen be healed."

As soon as Nangong Yaji spoke, Su Muer stared at him, "Are you a pervert?! Peeping at me!"

Nangong Yaji smiled and said, "You are screaming too loudly. I have never seen anyone before. I cry while applying medicine."

Su Mu'er's face turned red when he said this. Nangong Yaji walked up and took away the medicinal wine from her hand. He sat on the sofa and said to her:

"Lear down!"

"I said no!" Su Muer turned his head and ignored him.

"Don't you want me to touch you?" Nangong Yaji asked, "Then do you go and call the female doctor to help you apply medicinal wine, or call me Jiang Yi?"

When Su Muer heard him suddenly mention Jiang Yi, she always felt that there was something in Nangong Yaji's words.

Calling the female doctor is really troubled by the people in the presidential palace, and Su Muer felt embarrassed to cry in front of the female doctor.

Called Jiang Yi...that's even more impossible.

She turned her head and looked at Nangong Yaji. She didn't have to feel embarrassed in front of this man, because she had nothing to be ashamed of. Moreover, Nangong Yaji was the only person who had been close to her except Su Mu.

Although Su Muer was a little reluctant, she also wanted to heal the injuries on her waist and abdomen as soon as possible. If she didn't rub it with medicinal wine today and remove the blood stasis, she would probably be bedridden tomorrow because of unbearable pain in her waist and abdomen.

Su Muer said to Nangong Yaji: "Wait a moment."

As she said that, she got up and locked the door, and then pulled up the curtains that blocked the balcony.

After doing this, Su Muer returned to the sofa and sat down. She pulled her clothes up and exposed half of her small waist.

"Lear down." Nangong Yaji said to her.

Su Muer listened to him and lay on the sofa.

Even at the age of 20, her face is still young, and her slightly fat little face looks simple and clean.

Nangong Yaji did not tell her that when he saw her rubbing her stomach outside the balcony, he would have evil thoughts.

Her eyes were red, and tears were hanging on the corners of her eyes, which made people want to bully her fiercely.

However, Nangong Yaji now doesn't even have the right to embrace her. The beautiful desire flashed through his mind, which made him feel that this was a blasphemy against Su Muer.

He gathered his mind and poured the medicinal wine on his palm. He rubbed Su Muer's injured waist and abdomen.

Su Muer could feel the texture on Nangong Yaji's palm. There was a shallow layer of calluses on his fingers, and there were also on his palms.

Many people think that Nangong Yaji is a playboy who does nothing, but only Su Muer knows that he usually likes to practice guns, and he is also good at fighting and boxing.

The calluses on his hands were all developed during gun practice and fighting.

In the past, he had used his palms to caress her skin like this, but at that time, the atmosphere was beautiful and the love was deep, and the two of them were entangled with each other.

However, now, the pain in her waist and abdomen was reminding her again and again about the injuries she had suffered for Nangong Yaji.

(.=)

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