"Well," Huo Xingyan did not look back. His eyes were still focused on the medicines being poured out. Not only did the safflower oil Yunnan Baiyao spray, but it was all about it.

Feng Mi was not wrong, he did buy back all the drugs for treating sprains in the hospital.

He took out a bottle of safflower oil, squatted down and lifted up her too long skirt.

Under the hem of the skirt, the ankle wearing black thin-banded high heels was already swollen and a red bulge.

Huo Xingyan's lip was tightly pursed, and his slender fingers wanted to take off her high heels. Feng Mi, who noticed his movements, shrank her feet a little frightened. "Don't--" She couldn't imagine that he actually wanted to take off her shoes.

"Don't move--" Huo Xingyan did not raise his eyes, and there was no anger in his low and confusing voice.

Feng Mi shrank her neck in fear, but in the end she bit her rosy lips without saying a word.

Carefully took off her black thin-banded high heels, and the side was not only red and swollen, but also a little swelling.

Feng Mi no longer dared to look at her again, so she just turned her head and could see that the person in front of her was angry.

Indeed, Huo Xingyan was very angry, angry that she was so unwilling to take care of herself.

But even so, he still said with cold lips: "It will hurt a little, you can bear it!"

His long finger pressed against the red and swollen place, and there was already a 'hissing sound on hissing' above hissing'.

Huo Xingyan pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn't know if it was intentional. He lit the cold fingertips several times. Until Feng Miyin couldn't help it, he said in such a cold voice: "It shouldn't hurt the tendons. When he goes back, he uses a hot compress and some ointment to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It's probably almost done!"

Sprains are not trivial. If the situation is serious, it is possible to cause muscles and pulsate the bones.

"Oh," such a serious and unmoving voice seemed to be teaching children a lesson.

In the carriage, there was silence. He squatted in front of her on one knee, while Feng Mi sat on the seat, lifting up the side of the gorgeous red evening dress, revealing her long white and slender legs.

Below, Huo Xingyan held her little feet with one palm, and on the other hand, he was digging a spoonful of safflower oil, carefully applying it to the sprained place.

This scene is obviously very ordinary, but it is really ambiguous.

Feng Mi's little feet are very white but not slim. Instead, they are a bit chubby, and even their toes are crystal clear and moist. There are no traces of nail polish on their fingernails. They are very refreshing and clean, and they are only about 35 sizes, making them a pair of very delicate beautiful feet.

It can be said that the feet are the most private part of a woman, or the second face of a woman. Many men often admire the beauty of a woman from bottom to top, so foot fetishism also comes from this. In ancient times, women's feet were not only unable to see or touch, so why did the word "three-inch golden lotus" come into being.

Feng Mi naturally thought of this, especially because she was born in a family like the Bai family, she also understood many customs and etiquettes since childhood. Therefore, when Huo Xingyan made such intimate actions, Feng Mi's face suddenly turned red as blood.

What Feng Mi could think of was Huo Xingyan, especially the little foot in the palm of his hand, which made his heart tremble slightly, but his face was still rubbed and wiped.

On the road late at night, although there were few traffic, occasionally a few cars passed by Maybach. Feng Mi only heard the sound of "whistling" blowing in her ears.

As if she had thought of something, she suddenly turned her head.

Just then, a big truck was coming not far away, and two bright lights of the truck were ruthlessly shining.

In the gap between light and shadow, she saw the person squatting in front of her, with such a focused expression. Even on that clean face, it seemed like a layer of moonlight was poured on for a moment.

His movements are not gentle and occasionally heavy. He probably has never done such things.

Another burst of soreness surged up, and she found that her sentimental moment today was comparable to the previous year. "Huo Xingyan, I remember, there seems to be no pharmacy here, right?" She said pretending to be relaxed, but she already understood it in her heart.

On the edge of this vast road, there is no pharmacy? She rarely sees personal figures, and at this time.

Hearing her words, the man below paused, and then a very faint response came out of his throat, "Well..."

He bit his lower lip with some sadness, and Feng Mi lowered her eyes to look at him, her eyes unpredictable, "... Then how did you find the pharmacy?" After listening carefully, her voice trembled slightly.

As if he had noticed her unusual emotions, he stopped and looked up at her, "What do you want to know?" His voice was extremely low, mixed with a faint magnetism.

He held one hand on her jade-smooth little feet, and he looked up at her. The cold fingertips touched her instep, making her feel that the place was faintly hot.

A trace of helplessness flashed inexplicably, and his eyes made her almost burned. "No, no..." said the words, "I'm not right."

She was a little helpless and didn't even know where to put her hands.

In such a quiet and peaceful night, only the sound of heartbeats messed up each other's hearts. There was a fresh lemon aroma, which corresponded to the aroma of lavender on her body, like two silk threads, lingering around.

Another beam of light from a large truck shooting people came. When the light came, he had already withdrawn his eyes, but the gaze that had just dropped down was a little dim.

She knew everything, but she pretended not to understand; she obviously could not bear it, but she wanted to be calm as if nothing had happened.

There has always been only war in the problem of love, and he has already lost completely.

Tighten his fingers, he swirled the lid of the safflower oil, calmly put it down, and explained, "I just applied the ointment, don't touch it for the time being..."

Finally, there seemed to be a somewhat forbearing command, "Do you know?", but the clear and mellow voice was mixed with a hint of darkness and hard to understand.

Undoubtedly, he was disappointed.

"...Well," she responded randomly, and her eyes didn't dare to fall on his back, for fear that it would hurt when she looked at it.

When he was about to get up and leave, she suddenly had an impulse from behind, rushed up from behind and threw herself on his back, with two slender arms tightly surrounding his waist.

"Huo Xingyan, I'm sorry..." Her tears rolled on his back, almost burning his skin, and then went all the way through his heart.

"Do you know? No one has ever been so kind to me. Since my mother passed away, no one has been so kind to me..." She didn't know what she was saying, but she knew what she should say. It seemed that after saying something, she would not feel guilty or pain.

Feng Huanian was always good to her, but when Lu Minqiu and his son entered the door, his love had already been distributed to them. Mr. Bai, Aunt Qiao, and even Bai Shumo, were also very nice to her, but she did not dare to let them worry about her.

The girl's crying sounded into her ears, Huo Xingyan's heart trembled, and her tears penetrated into his heart like deadly poison, and then there was a slight pain.

After a while, he patted her arm that was holding her around his waist, "Mimi be good, don't cry!"

She spoke incoherently, but he understood what she meant.

Everyone who has been hurt in love will shrink in the ghost shell like a hedgehog when facing the next possible relationship, and will not be willing to come out. If she doesn't want to, how could he force her?

"Stop crying, crying like a little cat, you won't be beautiful!" Pulling her arm apart, Huo Xingyan turned around, looking at the girl who was crying in front of her, who was completely ruined by makeup, and couldn't help but use her hands to scrape off the bridge of her pretty nose.

"You-" His movement made her move her mouth a little aggrieved.

"Well," Huo Xingyan raised the corners of his lips in a good mood, and his clear eyes were shimmering. "Has someone said that she didn't want to go home?"

"..." Feng Mi didn't say anything, just sucking her nose.

"Well, then now I'm going to tell the naughty lady that I'm going to take her to do something crazy!"

The sob stopped, and Feng Mi suddenly opened her eyes, "You are not going to kidnap me and sell me!" After saying that, even she thought it was ridiculous to lose her position, and she fell to the back seat, smiling and her chest against her back.

Huo Xingyan didn't expose it, but only raised the corners of his lips, "Guess?" A light from outside the car window shone on his face, and the already gentle face suddenly shone infinitely.

Feng Mi was stunned for a moment and silently said in her heart: "It hurts people with sex!"

Two hours later—

Huo Xingyan looked at the girl in the back seat of the car. She was already asleep, lying horizontally on the back seat, with a red dress scattered underneath, covering her ankles.

She clasped her hands against half of her face, and her expression on her face was pure and flawless, like a newborn baby.

He sighed, stopped the car and found the blanket in the trunk and covered her.

Seeing that there was something going on, she just moved slightly and then continued to sleep with her.

Huo Xingyan chuckled, leaned down, put his cold lips on her white forehead, and kissed her gently without any evil thoughts.

After Feng Mi woke up, the night had already faded, and a trace of light morning light floated in the sky.

Her figure was shocked, and then she quickly took out her phone and looked at the time on the screen. It was four in the morning, and it was four in the morning!

Feng Mi slapped her forehead with a palm, wishing she could slapped herself faint!

When did she fall asleep? Why didn't she have any impression of it?

The carriage was already bright, but the man who should be in the driver's seat disappeared.

And as she got up, the blanket covered by her body also slid down.

Feng Mi was stunned for a moment, and a pleasant smile had already appeared on her lips.
Chapter completed!