Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I don’t want to think about it anymore!

Anyway, he is easy to kill himself now, so he doesn't have to poison the food to harm her. She is still serious when she eats her fill first, and even if she dies, she has to be a full devil...

She sat alone at the table and started eating and drinking.

She was slapped on the face, and the corners of her lips were shattered. She was a little uncomfortable when eating. She asked her to take a few bites and then curse her a few words.

After eating and drinking, he shook the silver bell, and the banshee in blue came in and packed up all the leftovers.

Her body had just recovered and had just woken up shortly. After being busy for so long, she was still a little tired. She simply went to bed to rest and used her skills before going to bed. Her spiritual power was still empty, which made her unable to help but sigh again and lie on the bed and sleep on her.

Although I was obviously sleepy, I couldn't sleep steadily. My face, which was hit by a slap, was always hot and painful.

She touched the bronze mirror on the table and looked at it, and was startled!

After a while, her face had swollen and her fingers were as high as a high. The five fingerprints seemed to be sold with a soldering iron, which was clearly visible and turned purple...

Damn it! The flower demon's claws will not be poisonous, right?! It can actually make her face swollen into this kind of virtue, a typical yin and yang face!

She took the photos carefully again. Although the swelling was severe, it was not like poisoning.

She breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was no life danger, it would hurt a little...

She went to bed again, and she admired herself very much. In such an unpredictable environment, she fell asleep quickly-

In the hazy feeling that someone was touching his cheek, and even heard a faint sigh, and then a coolness was applied to his cheek, making her face, which had been hot all the time, no longer so painful-

She wanted to open her eyes, but for some reason why she was trapped by nightmare and couldn't open her eyes at all. She felt anxious and fell asleep again.

And beside her bed, Feng Xiaoxun sat there in red clothes. He applied the ointment little by little on her swollen face, carefully and evenly.

This ointment was passed by him from Indra, with extremely effective spirit. After a while, the fingerprints on Fang Xiyan's face gradually faded away. After a while, it finally disappeared and returned to her original delicate and fairness.

He looked down at her face, his purple eyes slightly changed and seemed to be a little dazed. After a while, he sighed lightly, and simply lay down beside her, stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms.

The delicate body in his arms is warm and fragrant, just like the feeling of holding Feiyue back then, which makes his cold and hard heart slightly warm-
Chapter completed!