C15 (1/2)

Chu Qing, can I take you with me this time? You don't have to be bullied from now on. All these years, Big Bro didn't have much time at home to take care of you. Mo Chujin looked at the wound on Mo Chuqing's back, her eyes revealing an extremely pained look.

Big brother, I'm fine. Mo Ningxue laid on the bed, touching the coal ball's small body, she lamented.

Mo Chujin applied the medicine himself. He did not know why, but his little sister seemed to have become different. She had a submissive and submissive expression before, but now, she looked strong and stubborn. She wasn't afraid even after looking at the wound.

When she thought of the whip that had been flung behind her, revealing her smooth back, she felt a little uncomfortable. Although this Mo Chujin was her brother, he was still a man. This was the first time a man looked at her like this, but she couldn't apply the medicine herself? So, she thought, forget it, just treat him as a gynecological nurse. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt much better.

Second brother, the prince is here. Mo Chuyao laid at the door and reported.

Yue Molu walked in lightly and saw that Mo Chujin was applying the medicine on Mo Chuqing. His smooth back was exposed to the extreme, just that, the siblings did not know how to avoid him. At least for men and women.

Thinking about this, for some reason, Yue Molu felt a sense of dissatisfaction in his heart.

After all, Mo Chujin was a guest of passage in the world of Mo Chujin. Furthermore, Yue Molu was a Saint Master of the entire continent.

Yue Molu nodded, looked at Mo Ningxue, shook his head and said regretfully, the scar on her back, was probably being burned.

Mo Chujin's pupils tightened. How ugly would a girl's back be if it was burned? He could not help but reveal an anxious expression, asking the prince to treat him.

Of course, this prince was a Saint Master, and was good at healing wounds. It seemed like a simple task for him to get treatment.

Yue Molu was just waiting for him to say this, he nodded indifferently, then Second Young Master can go out first, and close the door at the same time. He had a relaxed attitude, but his face was ice-cold, and the corners of his eyes were cold.

Mo Chujin looked at Mo Ningxue who was on the bed, nodded her head, and walked out, and even closed the door.

Mo Ningxue was speechless. She had just been looked at by a man and now there was a second one.

Second Miss, this second young master cares a lot about you. Yue Molu sat on the side of Mo Ningxue's bed, and slightly moved the clothes on her back.

Mo Ningxue gnashed her teeth, as if this had nothing to do with him.

Yue Molu did not get angry. He used one hand to undo the clothes on her back and reached out his hand to touch her back.

She knew that the prince had used a healing technique to heal her. She didn't want to move around, and she didn't want to get into trouble with her body.

But damn it, can't you hurry up? Is it really that uncomfortable for him to rub back and forth like this?

After about an hour, the fierce whip marks on her back finally disappeared, turning into a smooth, pure white back.

Looking at her back, which was smooth and white, he stopped his hand slightly. She was trembling wherever he touched her. He actually felt a bit moved.

He shook his head. He didn't like the feeling.

Ready? This kind of action was too ambiguous, making her feel a bit uncomfortable. Although there were many male doctors, it felt different.

What? Second Miss is still afraid that I will take advantage of you? Yue Molu said with a smile that was not a smile, with his head lowered, he whispered in her ear. Who climbed into This King's bed in the middle of the night?

Mo Ningxue's skin was thick, she nodded her head and imitated his smile that was not really a smile.

Yue Molu was stunned by her shameless words, but I don't remember the Second Miss being able to make a joke in front of me. In the past, she had either lowered her head and murmured to herself, or his cheeks had flushed red. He couldn't even utter a complete sentence, so every time he saw her, he would feel extremely disgusted and disgusted. But now? She dared to joke with him in one night?

Of course, Mo Ningxue also laughed it off, which meant that the Marquis and Chu Qing's memory were not good.

Sure enough, the way of thinking trained people, Yue Molu was stopped by her words, and the suspicion in his eyes grew even stronger.

Mo Ningxue could not feel the pain on her back and wanted to stand up, but —

The clothes had already been pulled back, and in front of them …