At this moment, Ying Yi's eyes moved slightly. He looked at the tightly closed door with a strange look on his face. He thought to himself: It's broad daylight now. Even if the master wants to find a ghost doctor again, he shouldn't do anything reckless, right
Thinking of this, he coughed lightly and said seriously, "Don't think too much. What can two people do in there in broad daylight?"
Gray Wolf glanced at him with disdain: "How do you know I am imagining things if you are not imagining things?" As soon as he finished speaking, an excited smile appeared on his face again: "Although I really want the master and the ghost doctor to do something in there, but you are right, in broad daylight, the master should not be so inattentive."
But as soon as they finished speaking, they heard the ghost doctor's angry curses and the master's anxious voice, and their faces became strange again.
"Shit! What are you doing!?"
"If you don't take it off yourself, I'll have to do it myself."
"Hiss! Bastard! Stop tearing my clothes!"
"If you don't tear it, how can you see it?"
“Get lost!”
"Don't move."
"Hiss! My waist! It hurts, it hurts, please be gentler!"
"Relax, it won't hurt soon."
Hearing this, the two people guarding outside the yard were dumbfounded, staring at the room with closed doors and windows in amazement, feeling excited, thrilled, and surprised.
Did the master capture the ghost doctor? And he chose to do it in broad daylight? Isn't this too fierce
However, there was another scene in the room.
Fengjiu was lying on the bed, her red dress torn open at the waist by Lord Yama, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin. However, there was a dark bruise on the skin. Lord Yama was applying medicine to the dark bruise and rubbing it gently to dissolve the blood clot.
Every time he rubbed her, Fengjiu would gasp. He obviously didn't use much strength, but he could still see a layer of sweat oozing from her forehead due to the pain. Seeing her little face wrinkled up, he couldn't help but feel distressed. The movements of his hands also became lighter, and the original light rubbing turned into light touching. This time, it didn't hurt anymore, but Fengjiu got goose bumps all over her body.
"Alright, alright, stop rubbing."
Hearing those words full of disgust, Lord Yan's face turned completely black, but when he thought that it was him who left the bruises on her waist, he couldn't get angry anymore. Then he thought of his previous fierceness, and his ears couldn't help but feel hot. Now that the anger he had been holding back had subsided, he felt a little uncomfortable.
But he was a proud man, and he would not let her see it even if he was not around. Therefore, with a gloomy face, pursed lips, and a cold look, he stepped back and stood by the bed, looking at the lying woman.
His eyes fell on the torn clothes. His eyes moved slightly. He coughed lightly and asked, "Where are your clothes? I'll get you a set to change into."
Feng Jiu glared at him and said unhappily, "Go out and call Leng Shuang over. Have someone prepare some water for me to take a bath."
Lord Yan glanced at her, and when his eyes passed over her slightly swollen red lips, his face felt slightly hot and uncomfortable. He quickly turned his eyes away, and replied with a cold face: "Well, lie down! I will help you call someone."
Having said that, he walked out.
Fengjiu had been staring at him, so she noticed his uncomfortable expression and his red ears. She was slightly surprised, and after he left the room and closed the door, she couldn't help but spit and curse.