Slight footsteps sounded, and it was Zhao Zhengyin who turned around and walked out slowly.
Murong Xue heaved a long sigh of relief, finally tricked Zhao Zhengyin away, no need to worry about him breaking in to 'catch/rape' her...
Something flashed out of the corner of her eyes, and a sharp pain came from her neck. Murong Xue was caught off guard, and exclaimed, "Ah!"
Zhao Zhengyin, who walked to the middle of the courtyard, stared at him, his slender figure was like a frightened bird, and he rushed to the door in an instant: "Yunxi, what's wrong with you?"
"No... It's okay... Accidentally, I slipped..." Murong Xue stammered out a suitable reason, and glared fiercely at Ouyang Shaochen, the culprit: She's fine, why did she bite her neck? The bite still hurts so much, she doesn't need to look in the mirror to know that the bite must be bleeding.
Ouyang Shaochen ignored her, and bit her shoulder again, leaving two rows of deep teeth marks! Reflecting her snow-white skin, it is indescribably serious...
Ouyang Shaochen!
Murong Xue's beautiful eyes blazed with raging anger, and she slapped Ouyang Shaochen with her palm.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were indifferent, and he casually raised his hand to grab her wrist!
Furious, Murong Xue raised her foot and kicked towards him, Ouyang Shaochen easily lifted her leg to press down her legs, and bit her other shoulder again, Murong Xue gasped in pain Cold air, closed mouth tightly, did not exhale in pain...
A strange look flashed in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, and he looked deeply at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue did not show any weakness, and stared at him viciously, her dark eyes were full of provocation, as if to say: "You bit me, didn't you just want me to scream and bring Zhao Zhengyin in? I just didn't want to scream!" It hurts, let's see how your trick succeeds..."
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes sank and he didn't speak.
Zhao Zhengyin's voice sounded slowly outside the door: "Yunxi, I'm going to the front hall." Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue fought lightly, so he didn't hear it. Seeing that Murong Xue had no more accidents, he prepared to leave.
Murong Xue calmed down and said towards the door: "Okay!"
The slight sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and soon disappeared. It was Zhao Zhengyin who left the small courtyard.
Murong Xue secretly heaved a sigh of relief, flipped her wrist, cleverly broke free from Ouyang Shaochen's grip, pushed him aside forcefully, and looked at him provocatively: "Zhao Zhengyin has already left, no matter how small you do it, it's impossible for you to move away." He brought in…”
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously: "As long as I want, I can bring Zhao Zhengyin in anytime and anywhere. The reason why I let him go to the front hall is because I don't want to bother with him..." That casual attitude, that light tone, said Out of contempt.
"You..." Murong Xue choked, staring at Ouyang Shaochen fiercely, speechless with anger.
Ouyang Shaochen ignored her, took the white underwear and put it on, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a small jade-colored porcelain bottle, uncorked the bottle, and the pleasant fragrance of the medicine overflowed. You can see that it is the best medicine.
Ouyang Shaochen poured out milky white ointment, and gently applied it on Murong Xue's injured neck and shoulders. In an instant, a cool breath penetrated into the skin, and the pain of the wound instantly eased a bit...
Murong Xue let out a sigh of comfort, as soon as she put it on, it took effect, this wound medicine is really good...
There was a sudden burst of coolness on her wrist, Murong Xue lowered her head, and saw Ouyang Shaochen was holding the ointment, carefully applying it on her wrist, the bruises on her wrist were a little lighter.
"This injury was pinched by Zhao Zhengyin, right? You and him are really close." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, and there was gnashing of teeth in Qingyue's voice.